WORSHIPPED BY MY DAD'S BESTFRIEND
“That kid’s going to write a tell-all when he’s older. ‘My Parents Were Loud: A Memoir.’”
I collapsed into the couch, groaning into a pillow while Clara cackled beside me.
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That night, when the house was quiet and Alex was in his study, I found myself scrolling on my phone.
I hesitated, chewing my lip, before typing into the search bar.
“Best p**n for wives to learn BJ tricks.”
The results popped up instantly, scandalous thumbnails flashing across the screen. My cheeks flamed, but curiosity beat embarrassment. I tapped one link, sliding down in bed with my headphones tucked in, eyes wide as the video played.
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