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2025-09-02 23:38:56
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Addicted to My Father's Best Friend Dominated by my son's bully 8
“Fuck. You’re soaking my fingers even more, Mrs. Catherine,” Lesnar whispered against her ear. His middle finger slid slowly along her slick folds, soaking his fingers with more of the wetness that kept spilling from her. “You’re definitely enjoying this more than I thought. You’re going to mess up our couch with how wet you are.”Catherine’s eyes stayed tightly closed. Shame burned across her face, but her legs only opened wider, giving him all the space he needed. When his finger slowed, a soft, frustrated sound escaped her throat. She wanted to tell him to keep going, to rub her harder, but the words refused to form. Instead her hips moved on their own. She arched upward, pressing her pussy against his hand, chasing the pressure she was about to loose.Lesnar smiled and kissed the side of her neck, while his finger resumed its steady strokes. “You are such a naughty mum,” he murmured. “Pushing your pussy against my finger like that. Is that how badly you want it inside you?”Henry
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Lesnar’s teeth grazed her nipple before closing just hard enough to sting. The sharp edge of pain shot through Catherine and pulled a louder moan from her throat. "Ohhhh! Shit!"It was a half protest, and half something she didn't want to admit. Her fingers tightened in his hair. The mixture of pain and pleasure left her dizzy. She could only hold him there while the sensation burned and then melted into heat.Henry’s mouth never left her other breast. He sucked with the same steady hunger, tongue circling, lips pulling. Between them the two young men worked her with focused attention, sucking like hungry dogs."Such a perfect boobs,” Lesnar murmured against her skin. He kissed the tip of the nipple he had just bitten, then drew it back into his mouth. “Soft and full. I could suck on these all day.”Henry made a low sound of agreement without lifting his head. “Her nipples are so hard. Look how they respond. We could stay right here for hours.”Their praise only made the shame hotter
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She turned to Lesnar and said with a quiet voice, “He never told me of other people." Lesnar’s hand rested casually on the back of the couch behind her. Henry sat close enough that his knee nearly touched hers. “He doesn’t want you to get into trouble,” Lesnar replied. His tone was almost casual, as if he were explaining something obvious. “Those kinds of guys would harm you if you tried to step in. He’s protecting you by keeping quiet.”Catherine’s eyes flicked between them. “Are you two any different?”Henry gave a short, dry sound that might have been a laugh. “At least we aren’t harming you now. Comply with us and allow us to play with your breasts, and you won’t have to worry about your son anymore.”The words settled over her like a weight. Catherine sat very still. Her arms remained at her sides, leaving her breasts exposed. She could feel both of them watching the slow rise and fall of her chest. The offer was clear. Protection for Orton in exchange for this. Her mind raced
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Lesnar leaned forward on the couch, resting his elbows on his knees with a smirk on his face. His eyes was locked on Catherine as he asked,“Are you sure about that?” His voice was low but cold. “You’ll do whatever we say as long as we leave your boy alone?”Catherine swallowed. Her throat felt dry. She nodded, forcing the words out carefully. “Yes. As long as you stop. As long as you leave my son alone… I’ll do what you ask.”Lesnar’s smirk widened. He glanced at Henry, who was still leaning against the wall with his arms folded. Henry’s expression was harder to read, but the corner of his mouth twitched.“I like that,” Lesnar said, looking at her. “Makes things simple.” He paused for some moment, then tilted his head slightly. “We want to see your breasts.”The words hit her like cold water. Catherine stared at him as if she had misheard him. Her mind scrambled for another meaning, some joke she was missing. “What?” she said, the word coming out sharper than she intended. “What did
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The laughter finally ebbed, though Henry was still shaking his head with amusement.Lesnar leaned against the arm of the couch. “You are cute when you’re angry,” he said. “But you really don’t know the game you are trying to play. You think about running to the cops? We have got enough proof to drag your son down before he can even open his mouth.”Catherine stiffened as her eyes narrowed in confusion. “What do you mean?”"Your boy isn’t some innocent little victim, Mrs. Orton. He’s been busy making enemies. And if we want, we can make sure those enemies line up to bury him.”“Proof?” Catherine asked. “What proof?”“Stop talking as if you don't know what your son is capable of. We have messages. Witnesses. Fights he started that everyone saw. Things that can’t be washed away. If anyone’s getting arrested, it’ll be him. Not us.”Her heart thudded in her chest. For the first time, the floor beneath her resolve shook. She had walked in here ready to defend Orton, but hearing them speak s
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Saturday morning came with sunlight spilling into Catherine’s kitchen. She had hardly slept since then, but that ends today. Today, she was going to visit Lesnar and Henry.She got prepared and put on a casual outfit with a composed appearance. A plain blouse, jeans, and hair tied neatly back. She didn't want to show any weakness. If Lesnar and Henry thought she would cower, they were mistaken.She stepped out of the house, locked the door, and made her way to the apartment where the two boys lived. She wasn’t naïve. She knew their kind; she knew they could be cruel and reckless. But she couldn’t let fear decide for her.At last she reached their apartment. She took a deep breath and climbed the stairs, then she stopped before their door. Without hesitation, she knocked on their door.Inside, muffled voices and the familiar electronic sounds of a video game slipped through the door.“Yo, are you expecting anyone?” Henry’s voice called from within.“No, I don't remember inviting any gi
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