Oh my god . . . that was . . . uuuuuuuuhhhhh.” Ben said trying to catch his breath and train of thought at the same time. “See what you are missin...?” I said. I was being a little bitch and I knew it, but I needed to get off and he was not helping things. I reached my hand under my skirt, pulling my panties aside and rubbed my finger up and down my soaked slit, pushing one, then two fingers in to rub my g-spot. I didn’t want to, but I stopped before I could cum. I pushed both fingers into his. My chemise was around my waist and I somehow still had my heels on. I straightened myself a little but I wanted my husband to find me this way. I heard his car enter the garage and a few minutes later, he came in the bedroom. At first he asked if I was okay and when I smiled and said ‘more than okay’, he understood immediately. I said ‘your slutty wife has been fucking all afternoon, want to see?’… I lifted my chemise and showed him my sloppy pussy. The hair was matted and there was fresh cum. "Cum on my ass and pussy, Uncle Kerry, let her taste us both." I tell him so he stands on the couch and lets his hot seed pour onto me, dripping down into my wet cave as Julie willingly laps both of our juices up. Tasting us both puts her over the edge and I twirl my tongue around her clit to heighten her orgasm and she screams. I lower myself down carefully onto the floor and she looks down at me."Did I not please my niece?" She asks."Oh you did. I'm just not done with you yet. You'll get your. Megan is biologically your half-sister… even though she’s my daughter.’ Everyone looked at her when Megan made a strangled noise in her throat. Her eyes were welled with tears and her face was ashen. Her mother reached for her but Megan brushed her hands away. She turned her tear-filled eyes to the man she’d always known as her father. ‘Daddy?’ Charles held his arms toward her and she stood up to throw herself against him. ‘It’s OK, sweetie. Nothing has changed… you have always been and always.