I'm gonna put it inside me and I promise you're gonna love it. So are you ready baby?" Aunt Krista called me something else other than faggot or cum ...ag. Did she suddenly respect me after I forced my cock down her throat? My cock stood up against my stomach. Aunt Krista gently pushed me on to my back. She placed her pussy on my dick but, not so that I was inside of her. Her meaty wet lips engulfed my cock. She gyrated her snatch on me. I could feel her moist clit erect against my shaft. . She was probably trying to cry, “No, no,” when I rammed it up into her, lifted one of her legs above my hip bone and drove my pike as deep as I could. It was dry and painful work, and I am sure it hurt her more than it did me. She swooned.I eased her limp body down to the leaves and sat beside her, my eager pole still rigid. I removed her gag so she could breathe more easily, and when she roused, I pulled her head down into my lap and rammed my hard member into her soft mouth.She sputtered and. " No honey, it's the honest-to-God truth. You are the best." But what about Mom?" she asked. "Surely she is wonderful." Your mom and I don't have sex much anymore," I confessed. "But I swear in all my days with your mother, even on our wedding night, she has never been as good as you were just now, as you are right this moment," I said as I gave her a couple of quick hard thrusts. Oh God what am I doing. I have to stop this now. It's no longer a case of mistaken identity. I know who she is now. Don't we?" I asked smiling at Sherry. She nodded, grabbed my hand and dragged me off to our tent.Sherry and I stripped our clothes off when we got inside the tent. We lay down on the bed roll and cuddled for a couple minutes. We kissed deeply for a few minutes."Sherry, would you be willing to try something different?" What did you have in mind?" Could we try anal intercourse? I read up on it on the internet." Uhh. If you had asked me that a couple days ago, I would have said absolutely not. But.