I feel Donovan's tongue tasting me from behind while his brother's cock is filling my mouth. I never knew it could be like this.
"Look at my boys taking care of their cousin." Uncle Tony says proudly. "Donovan, I think she might be ready for some fingers in that pretty pussy."
Suddenly, I feel one of Donovan's fingers probing into my hole. It isn't uncomfortable, just different. His fingers move inside me and touch something that has me moaning in pleasure. He stands up and nods to his brother to keep going. Then he lays on his back under me.
"Sit on my face, baby," he says. I worry I will suffocate him if I do that, so I don't move. He grabs my hips and pulls my slit down to his face and holds me there. He gets right back to sucking on my clit. He gathers the wetness dripping down my legs on his fingers and uses my own lubricant to slowly slide his finger in at another angle.
"Keep your mouth on my brother, baby, don't stop until you swallow his come." Donovan says before slipping another finger in my wet hole and pulling me back down on his face. I can feel my orgasm building again. He stretches me as he adds another finger.
"mmmhh," I moan, my mouth full of Dylan's cock.
"Look at my baby taking her cousins like a good girl," I hear my dad say to his brother. I can hear the pride in daddy's voice. I want to make them all proud of me so I keep sucking on my cousin's big cock trying to get as much in my mouth as possible. I feel Dylan's cock hit the back of my throat as he puts his hand on my head to keep me in place.
Donovan curls his fingers inside me just as his brother holds my head against him and fucks my face. I taste Dylan's release in my mouth at the same time I come all over his brother's face.
"That's number three," Uncle Tony says almost like he is keeping score.
"That's just the beginning. Axel hasn't even had a turn yet. Maybe it is time for a little break" my step dad laughs. I see my step dad and Uncle Tony walk to the kitchen for some refreshments as I come down from my orgasm. I look at Axel feeling like maybe I have left him out somehow. He crooks his finger beckoning me to him, so I walk over to where he sits on the couch.