That night in bed Jon and I had sex. It was amazing as always, but during the long foreplay that preceded it, as I closed my eyes, relishing in the se...sations of him licking and kissing my entire body, it dawned on me that I was imagining it was my cousin, not my husband that was making love to me.The next day Jon went to work and me and Mandy took the k**s to the beach. They are six and three and would normally have required all our attention, but as luck would have it, their friends from the. .. I don’t want you to see me like this. Please go away. Please?”The thought occurred to me in that moment that I had definitely not signed on for this scenario in any lifetime, but I wasn’t about to leave her alone, either. “What happened?” I repeated.A weak sigh escaped her lips. “I couldn’t make it onto the toilet in time.”I stood up and stripped off my sweater, down to just the t-shirt underneath. I made my way to her linen closet, where I found several washcloths and towels. Gathering them. I gagged at the taste and the feel of it. It felt that it was throbbing in my mouth. I began panicking when he thrust his hip forward blocking my air to breathe. He laughed and continued at a slow pace. He pushed his cock in and out in a slow torturous pace. I smacked his thighs trying to tell him to get away from me when he stopped and said For that, I will fuck your face! he began going faster hitting the back of my throat each time, I could hear him grunt in satisfaction as he forced him. I look over toward Barbara and see she is on the phone in a rather animated conversation. No doubt, her daughter Amber will be here shortly to see the spectacle.I glance back to sis and mom and see that they are both transfixed on my fingernails. I have glue on fingernails. My fingers are somewhat slender anyway, and even if I say so myself, they look way more feminine than their hands.Finally, my sister breaks the cone of silence that has descended on our table. ?What do you call yourself,.