”“Did he fuck you?” Dad asked.“No, not in the shower,” she replied, “but l did sit him on the seat while l sucked him off. I can tell you...those balls are not empty, l thought he would never stop cumming.”“I expect it’s been a while since his last blow job,” l said.“He said not since his wife died, he said he did phone up for a prostitute once but when she got there he sent her away, he said it just didn’t feel right.”“He didn’t mind you sucking his cock though,” Dad said.“He said he has always. She was swaying to the beat of the music, spinning, whirling at a fast point, then dropping to the stage sensuously. I noticed that during this dance, she had one main focal point, right at the center of the stage. All of her movements were based on that point as if her lover was seated there, visible to only her. She writhed around her invisible man, whirling toward him one moment then slinking just out of his reach the next. Eventually, she allowed him to catch her, but when he did, she only. I did not even notice or suspect anything when the length of her outfits became shorter and shorter. Her explanation was because she had to look the role, and it was ME not being used to seeing her in business attire rather than the hospital scrubs she wore when she was a home care nurse. Pretty legit excuse I thought.Then came the nights out with co-workers, at bars no less. She said it was much needed as work had become quite stressful.She doesn’t even drink.When we made love it was like her. Not saying a word Aunt Gloria got to her feet and walked over to the bed climbing onto it. With her ass facing me she got down on her hands and knees. She then lowered her head and shoulders down to the mattress so her ass was up in the air. Walking over I asked her what happened next and she replied "Daddy sticks his peepee into my peepee. I had never fucked anyone before and the idea that I was going to loose my virginity to my Mentally Challenged Aunt was driving me crazy. Standing behind.