Well i knew immediately what i wanted and that was my sexy aunt.i guess i wasnt the only one.i always remember the way she flirted with all males.i ca... picture her as like a bee or butterfly she went from pollen donor to donor.she just wanted all our seed.i remember her smile and gaze as she left me holding my bottle of beer.the smile that was more than just a smile(as i thought)and i was soon to find out what was in store for me later.the great thing about families is you can get away with. He pushed. I clenched. SMACK. I squirmed under the slap and suddenly the head of his cock slipped past my bud and into my ass. All I could feel was a burning pain. I cried out in pain and fell flat onto the pillow trying to escape the pain. "Get used to it slut try to relax." he pushed harder and I felt another inch of his cock disappear up my ass. Tears started streaming out of my eyes as my ass was on fire. He pulled out causing more pain but then immediately pushed in again. Deeper. Then. You can call me Barker. It's my name and it's my job," the man said with a smile."How did, you... never mind," Stan said, looking at the tent, and at the sign next to the entrance, proclaiming to all the world that this was the 'Hall of Mystic Mirrors. Admission of $1.'Stan reached for his wallet, and saw Barker's features change from a winning, salesman's smile to a look of concentration or deep thought, then to a frown."I don't think you should go in there Stan," said Barker, looking. I waited for the longest five seconds of my life, my heart in my throat. Then he said, "Yeah, that'd be great." A wave of relief washed over me, and in retrospect, I was being silly. What man would turn down a ride from a beautiful woman? We got in my car, and I drove to his place. I pulled up along the curb and parked."Well, thanks for the ride," he said."You're welcome," and then I leaned over and kissed him. It was a long kiss. I found myself imaging his ass cheeks spread wide open for me,.