On Friday nights, of course, I was naked, but my swollen belly was like a magnet for the men there, particularly those who thought (hoped?) that they ...ight have been the one to make me pregnant, I loved the attention. All that I had to do was to lie back and enjoy being fucked.Then when we were home alone one night Wendy came to me looking a bit embarrassed.“Mum. You've been boasting lately about how many men are fucking you. I don't want to seem ungrateful to John, but I've only ever been. "I know that. But I can't deny what I feel for you. I've loved you as my daddy for as long as I can remember. Now I just love you in a different way too." I shouldn't have cum in you," he said. He frowned. "I shouldn't even have been in a position to cum in you!" It was my fault, not yours," she argued. "I'm the one who got into bed with you last night. And I didn't ask you to do it this time either. I just did it to you." That's not how it works, baby," he said. "I'm the adult. I'm supposed to. We told her the whole story and she liked it as her husband was coming back to her hot and ready.I teased her, “now you have to deal with two cocks”“I have three holes”, she retorted“Now lead my cock into your wife’s sweet pussy”, I told my cousin.“Sure “,he said and took my dick in his hand and asked his wife to spread her legs. She did with a smile as she too was enjoying the new experience. As she opened her legs my cousin put my dick slowly into his wife’s cunt, with one hand while opening. He was going to fucking kill me.....I was going to die on his huge cock. That was the last conscious thought I had..I woke a bit later...seconds? Minutes? To find my face centimetres from the water in the toilet and hearing the rhythmic slapping of skin on skin. I scrambled to gets my hands on the toilet seat and as full consciousness returned I understood I was impaled on his giant cock and the slapping was his balls against mine.......I was overjoyed....I had taken it all...I started to push.