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Author: Moriane
last update publish date: 2026-02-10 22:34:43

Martil’s pov

My dick strained painfully in my pants. Damn, that was so much self control from me. No, not really. If Corleone’s mom didn’t enter and stop the scene, I might have fucked her right there.

It could have worsened things. Should I say I didn’t know what I was doing or I didn’t know if it was the right thing or the wrong thing to do.

I entered the bathroom, wanting to freshen up and wash the thoughts away. It was a little success, that was if I didn’t get tempted again.

“Yes?” I place
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  • My Stepbrother’s Dirty Secret   Girad

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