"And it's great to see you, too Jennifer, even if you aren't happy to see me."My mom tried to scowl but had to be gracious somehow. "It'll be good to ...ave you back, how long will you be here?" Nope, didn't succeed at gracious."Ah, Jennifer, why can't you just be happy for me being who I want to be? Is there anything fundamentally wrong with enjoying my life?" asked Fiona."No, as long as you do something worthwhile with it. Being in a god damned circus doesn't qualify." Mom shot back."Mom! Be. Somehow I had been unable to hold theoars properly and had, no matter how hard I tried, been completely unableto get the boat to move in the direction I wanted to and in the end myfather seized the oars from me and gave them to my younger sister who hadgot us to where our father wanted. There had been no reason why myfather could not have rowed the boat and I think that the giving of theoars to my sister had been to belittle me.To me my father always felt like superman next to me and I felt. “Kiss them,” she whispered. I lightly kissed her breast flesh, which was so expansive it was actually covering my face and upper torso as well. Her thighs grinded on either side of my hips, her smooth, fat skin begging to be rubbed. I didn’t really know what to do. Her boyfriend was right there, though he appeared to be completely comatose at this point. “I love how tiny you are. I could suffocate you right now with my breasts, and there’s nothing you could do about it.” She pushed me further. In the moment, I was only concerned about one thing. I wanted all of him. Nothing held back. All or nothing. And so, Rodney shot his cum inside my drenched pussy like bullets. When he was done, I walked back to the house on my own with Rodney's sizzling white cum oozing out of my pussy and down my thighs.And that brings us to our story now. The next morning when I woke up, I saw a Whatsapp notification. I had been added to a separate group chat with all my husband's friends...my husband was not.