My aunt was going to become my lover. I was going to fuck my mother’s sister.“We can never, ever tell,” Aunt Janet whispered as I held myself ov...r her body. “This has to be our secret, Mikey.”“I promise,” I gasped, my cock touching her flesh. “I love you,” I groaned, the words rising from nowhere.My aunt’s eyes were wide as she looked from where my cock-head nudged her sex up to my eyes and then down again. “That’s just you being randy,” muttered my aunt. Then she added, “Oh dear, we’re. "Now go ahead and jack that cock of yours," John continued, "you've earnedit."Daniel smiled, sat on the leather sofa and beat his meat furiously. Heneeded it bad; his cock was begging for release. He jammed his fist hard upand down his huge naked cock. He pumped like a desperate madman. John stoodwatching, smiling as Daniel pumped away with no shame or concern for beingwatched. He pumped thinking of John's cock he'd sucked that morning and theexec's shaft he'd taken care of, he stroked and. She looked at me and said, "Daddy, this should get me bonus points for the dance, wouldn't you agree," as she slipped her hand inside mom's panties! All I could see was her and slowly moving around and then I heard mom say "oooooo, yessssssss, Heather, stick your finger in me, I'm sooooo wet." I nearly busted out of my seat when I heard that. "Oh mommy, you're a naughty girl, you shaved your pussy. I like it when it's nice and smooth, it gets so much wetter when I play with it."Mom turned her. ”“Tradition is not a valid reason for anything. It is merely an excuse for not changing how you operate. In our two tribes, men and women are treated equally, and so have equal opportunity to make decisions for themselves. My first wife decided that I needed more wives to reflect my exalted position, but she decided who they would be; not me.”“You don’t make decisions in your own household?”John laughed at the idea.“Of course I do, but some decisions are made by me, others by us as a family,.