No she doesn't

"Well, that's it," you think to yourself, expecting her to bolt. Instead, you think Rebecca says something as the teen spins to look at her.

You could see them whispering to each other for a bit before they disappear from the railing only to show up at the stairs. Rebecca was leading her unresisting cousin by the arm.

Jennifer shivered as her fingers lazily worked to shove the jizz that was starting to ooze out her thoroughly spermed cunt back inside.

"Purfect," she purred, whether it was from Rebecca dragging her cousin downstairs or the aftershocks from you making her cum. You had no idea which.

As the two teens stepped onto the second floor, Jennifer called out. "Rebecca, could you snag my oversized shirt and a tampon from my room, please?"

She then winked at you, whispering, "Need to keep your swimmers where they belong when I get up."

"I will right now, Mistress," Rebecca replied from the second-floor railing.

Letting her cousin go, the redhead turned to head down the hallway to Jennifer's bedroom.

Jania looked at her cousin like she'd just turned into an alien. After a moment she started down the stairs to the ground floor, shaking her head.

"Mistress..." the teen muttered aloud, confusion lacing her tone.

Between the horror of literally getting caught with your dick wet and the desire to lay back and enjoy the afterglow of cumming in Jennifer. You were rendered pretty much mute.

As Jania hesitantly stepped onto the ground floor, her eyes were glued to you and Jennifer.

"Y-Y-You really are fucking her." She murmured more to confirm in her own mind what she was seeing than asking a question.

Always the showwoman, Jennifer arched her back while rolling her hips. Giving Jaina a perfect viewing of her freshly fucked cunt.

Despite having blown your load. Your cock still has enough life in it to jerk slightly, causing you to groan.

Jaina gasps as her cheeks redden, and through the fabric of her dress you see two growing mounds. Jaina was aroused by what she was seeing.

The three of you just looked at each other as Rebecca came down the steps to the living room.

Jennifer cocks her head, asking. "So Jaina, I thought your aunt was taking Rebecca to her appointment."

Jania's eyes keep bouncing back and forth between the two of you. The poor girl was as gobsmacked by what's happening as you are.

Rebecca reached the ground floor and walked around her cousin, holding the oversized shirt and tampon Jennifer asked for.

You immediately recognize the shirt; it's one of yours. Now that you think of it, you hadn't seen it since the girls were over for labor day.

Jennifer takes the shirt and tampon, saying. "Thank you, pet."

Jania's eyes move from you and Jennifer as she silently mouths. "Pet."

Jennifer nonchalantly ripped open the tampon and inserted it into her fuckslit. That done, she then rolled into a sitting position. Not bothering to unbutton your shirt, she threw it over her head, slithering into it.

Pulling it down, her head pops out through the collar, and she then asks again. "So Jaina, wasn't your mom taking my pet to her appointment today?"

Jania shakes her head, hesitantly replying. "Ummmmm, she did, but she had a raid... and I offered. Um, I just got my license."

While Jania was stammering, Rebecca crossed behind Jennifer and sat down next to you. Then in a move that had her cousin's jaw hit the floor, she hesitantly grabbed your wrist and drew it to her belly.

"You're the..." Jania started only to become sidetracked as Jennifer leisurely began batting at the string that was dangling from her now plugged pussy.

"You filled me up so much, Daddy." Jennifer blithely observed before adding. "Last thing we need is any escaping."

Jania, struck dumb, first shook her head in disbelief.

Then she seemed to vibrate before covering her eyes, babbling. "I'm not here, this isn't happening, I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy."

Jennifer laughed as she got up from the couch and pranced over to a nearby loveseat before sitting down. Leaning back, she threw one leg over one of the seat arms, consciously displaying everything to the room.

Jennifer's laughter died down as she spoke. "Jania, don't act surprised; I know that the team has been whispering behind my back that I'm fucking Mr. Clarkson."

Jania's head whips around, and her cheeks, red from the situation she's found herself in, darken as she stares at the white string dangling from Jennifer's well-used pussy.

Abruptly looking away, the teen almost whimpers, "Jennifer, can you please cover up?"

Jennifer, nonplussed, shrugs a shoulder. "It's nothing you haven't seen before, Jania."

A panicky tone was rising in her voice as she frantically replied. "It's one thing to see it while showering with 30 other girls..."

"But another to see it swollen and leaking cum after watching it get fucked." Jennifer replied, finishing the thought.

You inwardly sigh... the way Jennifer was acting, you could swear she planned this. You know she had no way of knowing that it'd be Jania and not her mother bringing Rebecca home. Right?

Electing to try and settle things down, you nod to the other love seat that flanked the coffee table. "Please, sit down, honey, and let's talk this out."

Jaina froze for a second before walking over to the love seat and gingerly sat down. Perched on the edge of the seat, she was fidgeting while pointedly looking anywhere but at you or Jennifer.

"What's there to talk about?" murmured the redhead. "You're fucking Jennifer, and you knocked up my cousin."

Jaina may have been hit over the head with what she walked into, but stupid she was not.

Jennifer giggled and held up her fingers, pointing at them as she spoke. "Our coach has fucked more than just me and Becky." She then touched each finger as she recited. "He's fucked Kat, Lili, Beth Anne, Dallas Gabera, my housekeeper, Tina, and Krystal." She then paused before adding, "Oh, and we can't forget Maddie."

Listening to Jennifer recite the panaoply of teens you'd fucked simultaneously made you want to preen and sink into the couch.

Jennifer cocked her head, flashing you an impish smile, and asked. "I know there's at least one more, but Daddy here hasn't gotten around to telling me who yet."

You sigh, saying, "Jennifer, do you think it's smart telling her..."

"Don't worry Daddy," Jennifer says, cutting you off. "Janie won't say anything about what she saw or heard here today."

She then looks over at her, impishly asking. "Will you, dear?"

Jania said nothing, and the silence stretched for a good 30 seconds. Before the teen finally gave a tiny shake of the head, murmuring. "No, I won't."

You turned your head to say something to Jennifer when you caught Jania glancing at your exposed member. The way she nervously bites her lower lip, coupled with the two clear bumps on her chest. Let you know this teen was more than a little turned on.

Jennifer flashed you a knowing smile as she purred. "You see it too, Daddy... the slut is all but creaming her panties."

Jania rears back as if she were slapped, frantically declaring. "I'm nothing of the sort."

Raising an eyebrow, Jennifer observed, "Really... your nipples are about to punch through your bra."

Moving her leg from the chair arm, Jennifer sat up and leaned forward in the seat. She then flashed the red head a grin that would do the Cheshire Cat proud, purring. "Really, you're not soo turned on you're soaking into the chair?"

Shaking her head defiantly, Jania replied. "No, I'm not."

Glancing down you could see the spreading dampness on the cream-colored love seat. Jennifer cocked her head, saying, "Strange, I thought someone who is obsessed with Shojo Nendai-ki would be all in to this."

Jabia gasped and whipped her head around to look at her cousin. "YOU TOLD HER!!!" She frantically cried out.

Rebecca reached over, grabbing your hand, and said nothing. You looked at all three teens. The way Jania was acting told you that whatever this Shojo Nendai-ki is, it must be pretty lewd.

Hurt flashed through her eyes as Jania blurted. "I can't believe you betrayed..."

"Jania, I'm Rebecca's mistress, of course. She told me when I asked her. " Jennifer burst in, cutting her off.

Jania turned back to Jennifer, hissing in anger, "You're her fucking mistress..."

Jennifer sat back in her love seat like a queen on her throne. "Becky has been mine since open house. It seems your cousin swings both ways, and all it took to unleash it was to come home early and find her mom scissoring with her pastor."

Jania froze, then seemed to implode on herself as the anger drained from her. Hugging herself, she looked at her cousin, asking in a little girl's voice. "Is that what happened?"

Rebecca looked at Jennifer, who wordlessly nodded. Then, taking a deep breath, she spoke. "I came home early from Bible study, and Mom and Pastor Michelle were doing it in her bed."

Jania then quietly asked, "Why didn't you come to us? Why go to...?"

"Mistress Jennifer," Rebecca replied, completing the thought. Rebecca glanced over at Jennifer, a tremulous smile on her lips. "I'd fantasized about Mistress since P.E. junior year. A-and I saw some of what she was doing with Daddy, and I approached her."

Rebecca's right hand drifted up, playing with the collar around her throat. While her left hand unconsciously began to maul her own breast. Closing her eyes, she related. "She took me into the gymnasium, made me tingle... made me cum."

Rebecca probably would have said more, but Jania abruptly jumped up crying out. "I have to go; I won't say anything. I have to go."

Jennifer gave a low peal of laughter, saying. "If you must, but Jania, if you decide you want more than pictures on paper... go by Mr. Clarkson's classroom during 3rd period; he'll be all alone."

Jania looked at you one last time, her eyes focusing on your wilted dick. Unconsciously her tongue flicks out, wetting her lips. She then jerks as if she realized what she was doing. Then with a mewing cry she broke for the stair in a walk-run.

Disappearing up the stairs, you hear her feet quickly negotiate the steps. Then you hear the sound of the door opening and then closing. The three of you just sat there looking at each other until your curiosity got the best of you.

"Jennifer, what on earth is Shojo Nendai-ki?"