It was an indication, however, of what she soon discovered to be lacking: power. What she had to do, she found, was control the situation. If the cock...wasn't big enough, or hard enough, then she could almost get enough satisfaction for the moment by being on top.Her evenings away from the house turned into nights. She would come home; eat, go to bed, and sneak back out of the house.When she couldn't find enough boys she started looking for older men. And when that became too dangerous she tried. At night we’d curl up in front of the fire and snuggle under a blanket.At bed time I was joined by Fern and Alice on Saturday and on Sunday by the twins. On Saturday the girls were in a romantic mood and just wanted to cuddle and kiss. It was after midnight that I felt some wet and warm lips incase my cock and bring me to a happy ending. The lips finished cleaning up my sticky cock and let me go back to sleep. The next morning in bed I thanked which ever girl had given me such a wonderful. I think he could handle another cunt."I was speechless at being treated like a prize stud."You're probably right. And Jan used to appreciate a good fucking every now and then. And she is family." Yeah. It's not like we'd be sharing him with just any woman on the street. I say lets get Jan up here and let him fuck her. If it works out we'll split him between the three of us." I'll call her right now."Aunt Marti got out of bed walked to the table to get her cell phone.I looked at Alice. "Do I get. I’d explained the situation for hours.I’d already told her about Hayley – and Grace before her – through our emails.A risk, I know, but I was an open book to her.She asked questions for hours. I can’t even begin to imagine why she wanted some of the answers.I’d jumped at every request she made, even the ones that made no sense: Pictures of Hayley, pictures of Grace and the house. Pictures of every letter and finally twenty thousand pounds wired over.I did it all without hesitation.Then I.