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>You never imagined you'd be doing something like this in a closet--especially with your own cousin.
>It seemed so inexplicable that Pinkie Pie had dug up evidence that your family was distantly related to her own, but you didn't bat an eye at the prospect of joining her family's celebration on the Pie farm for this year's Hearth's Warming.
>Her family had strange traditions, rock soup and rock dolls and such, but one of them stood out to you more than any other.
>Marble Pie.
>Adorable, shy, hiding behind her lustrous mane of dark gray hair, rarely saying a word beyond a simple affirmation: "Mmhmm."
>You caught her staring at you a few times; when you looked back, she would blush and look away, hiding behind her bangs.
>This night, Hearth's Warming Eve, was rather simple, right up to the moment when she suddenly grabbed you and pulled you into the closet.
>This seems so wrong, if it's true that you're related, but still...
>Her mouth is a warm, wet, heaven on your rock-hard rod...
>Fuck it, you don't care if she is your cousin or not...
>She licks the underside of your cock as she bobs her head up and down.
>You stiffle a moan as she looks up at you, her beautiful eyes shining in the light bleeding in through the cracks in the closet.
>Someone walks by outside and you slam a hand over your mouth as she continues to give you everything she can, working her lips, tongue and throat on your cock.
>Finally, you can't hold back any longer.
"M-Marble... I... I'm gonna..."
>She opens her eyes again and gives you the sexiest look she can muster.
>With her lips wrapped around your head, she moans, "Mmmmhmmmm..."
>The vibrations of her lips, coupled with her swirling tongue, send you over the edge.
>You explode in her mouth and she laps it up, closing her eyes and swallowing.
>You pant as she slips her mouth off of your wilting dick with a soft 'pop' and she licks her lips.
>"Mmmmmm..." she moans, relishing the taste.
>You think you can get used to this 'family tradition'...