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STORY 2: BOUNCING ON MY STEPBROTHER’S DICK 1

作者: Teez
last update 公開日: 2026-04-30 22:59:01

Chapter 1

Chloe’s POV

“Oh come on, you guys can’t be serious right now,” I muttered, standing there on the driveway in my thin flowy summer dress, the morning sun already warming my bare legs.

My camera bag hung heavy on my shoulder while I stared at the packed SUV like it had personally betrayed me.

Mom and Derek were still shoving the last couple of bags into the back, laughing like this was the best idea ever.

“Sweetie, there’s just no space left,” Mom called out, wiping her hands on her s
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