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In Bed With My Best Friend's Son part 7

Author: SwaanBlack
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-04 13:53:05

Sofia’s eyes fluttered open, and the first thing she felt was the ache. A deep, insistent soreness between her thighs, a delicious, punishing reminder of how thoroughly she had been fucked. The second thing she felt was the sticky, cooling mess on her skin and the sheets, the tangible evidence of her sin. She was alone.

Panic, cold and sharp, lanced through her. She sat up, the duvet pooling around her waist, and the ruined t-shirt, her last flimsy shield, lay in tatters on the floor. Her body was a roadmap of his possession—faint bruises on her hips where he’d gripped her, a tender mark on her breast where he’d bitten, the raw sensitivity of her nipples and her well-used pussy. She looked at the other side of the bed, at the indentation on the pillow where his head had been. The scent of him was still there, mingled with the musky, unmistakable smell of sex.

What had she done? The question was a scream in her head. You became exactly what he said you were, a treacherous voice whispe
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