Yes!

You feel yourself began to tear up, as your overwhelmed with emotion. After looking at the ring, you look back to see the love and anxiety in her eyes. It was then that answer came to you, knocking you out of your stunned daze.

“Yes! Of course I’ll Marry you Mary!” You exclaim, before jumping into her arms and giving her a passionate kiss. The family the breaks out in cheer, as the watch your kiss with Mary as her fiancé. After a few minutes of making out together, your sister Sarah taps on your shoulder. You finally break away from Mary to look at her.

“Mom’s already cut the cake. How about eating some before you make out all night.” Sarah says to you before returning to her seat.

“Yea, let’s eat some cake babe. We have the rest of our lives to do stuff together.” Says Mary, still completely beaming that your her fiancé now.

After you eat your cake, you take Mary upstairs to take a shower. The shower is fairly sensual, as you wash and caress each other’s body. You both have become horny during the shower, but you know that both of you pussies are to soar from all the rough pounding from the day to fuck. Once done you get into some pajamas, and give a pair for Mary to wear before heading downstairs.

It’s so late that your parents and aunt have already in bed, leaving your cousin Lisa on the sofa bed. “Hey cuz, mind if we join you.” You ask, as you and Mary enter the living room.

“No, go ahead. I had something to ask you anyways.” Lisa says, inviting you to join her under the covers. You both do, before looking back to your cousin for her to continue.

“I want to be yours and Mary’s!” Lisa suddenly yelps out, taking a breath before continuing.” I know both you and Mary are kinky, and like to sleep around. Honestly, so do I. Once I turned 18, I was sleeping with everyone who let me, but sex is basically all I’m good at. I’m not a futa like you and Mary, so I have to worry about when my mom will kick me out. So I want you two to own me. I’ll do whatever you want, as long as you keep me.” Lisa tells you. You look over to Mary a bit to see if she has an idea to respond.

“Lisa’s your cousin, and it’s still your birthday. I’ll let you decide what we do.” She says.