”“In more ways than one,” Carol remarked.” Although we do need to do something for Candy for keeping us out of trouble. Candy, do you like my ...usband? Want to borrow him for a while?” Carol asked.Candy’s blush caught everyone by surprise.“My goodness,” Helen said. “Carol, you need some tact when you offer a woman your husband. Not everyone is as calloused a slut as we are. The poor girl has some manners.”Candy, recovering, replied, “That might be very nice. But I should shower first.”“Want me. It was my turn and I had been practicing sucking cock on any boy who would let me getting ready for all of dad insults. This time he laid on his back and pulled me down with my mouth over his cock. He held me by my hair and bobbed my up and down on his hard cock also holding it in me deep just to try to gag me. He was balls deep in my mouth and slapped my face and told me to suck his cock hard. I did as was told and sucked him hard feeling his cum seep from him. As he rode my face he then. That is the important stuff. We are making our lives and lives of those around us better. We don't need your money to do that, we're doing it on our own." Oh you," Sue hugged me. "You are so good, so special. That's why I love you so much." And I love you."I took a deep breath, "Now, let's get a shower, start the coffee for us and our friends, and begin a new special day."Sue gave me a most passionate kiss.We rolled from the bed, then lovingly washed each other in the shower, dried each other. I even ejaculated a lot of my semen. I am sorry Aunty.Saying this, I observed her reaction. She was quiet; little stunned didn’t give me eye contact and didn’t utter anything. I was little confusedMe: Sorry Aunty, that’s why I didn’t want to tell you all this. I know you would feel bad. I am really sorryManisha: No beta, there is nothing you need to be sorry about. I am actually feeling bad that you had to go and masturbate on your own, and you at least told me honestly what you felt.Hearing.