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Chapter 8; Blowjob

Author: Spicy Candy
last update Last Updated: 2026-01-08 21:22:39

The Turn

Rhea

Jackson’s cock filled my mouth, thick and hot, stretching my jaw until it ached. He looked down at me, something dark flickering behind his eyes. “Fuck, you look so goddamn gorgeous like this, baby sister—mouth stuffed full, like you were born to be on your knees for us.”

The words sent heat spiraling through my belly. Baby sister. Like an endearment. Like he meant it.

He pulled out with a wet pop, saliva connecting us in glistening threads, and before I could catch my breath, Brandon was there—hand fisting my hair, cock driving past my lips in one brutal thrust.

No warning. No mercy.

My throat spasmed violently, rejecting the intrusion, but he didn’t stop. Just kept pushing deeper until my nose pressed against the coarse hair at his base, until black spots danced across my vision, until the only thing in the world was the thick shaft choking me.

“That’s it,” Brandon growled, his voice vibrating through my skull. “Take it. Every fucking inch.”

Tears flooded my ey
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