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Perfect for nights like this. I also grabbed my phone. The secret folder was right there. I opened the video of all three of them playing basketball shirtless last summer. Their bodies glistened with sweat, muscles moving under tanned skin. Mike’s broad chest, Jax’s defined abs, Kane’s powerful arms as he jumped for the ball. Their laughs, their deep voices calling out to each other, it was all I needed. I spread my legs wide, knees bent, and ran the tip of the dildo along my soaked slit. I was dripping already, the silicone sliding easily through my wetness. With my other hand I hit play on the video, turning the volume low so only I could hear.

"Argh!" My body stiffened, and Daphne still didn't stop. She got off my body and sucked my spurting sperm into her mouth. I felt paralysed as Daphne sucked it all up and licked my shaft clean. This was so unexpected. Daphne smiled mischievously and laid herself down beside me. Smiling.

No way did I trust him enough to tell him what was happening. Daphne had taken back her phone, she was flicking through it again, eagerly searching for something. She turns it around to Knox, “Is this Phin?” He is out of the seat, ripping the phone away from Daphne. “How the fuck did you get a picture of Phin?” “Zoom out.” She tells him. Knox frowns, but does as she asked. “Is that…?” “Me, our mum and my step dad.” “I was fooled?” He asks quietly. His eyes on the ground.

Sasha asked holding her head. "Prove it." Danny asked raising an eyebrow "Daphne went to the club with no underwear on in a skimpy dress and was dancing with another male, when Max entered knowing already she was his mate." Sasha repeated the confession Daphne had made to us. Max had an awkward blush on his face

We both watched the saliva string slide from my clit down to my asshole. Slap! He brought his palm down against my pussy. The sting sent a wave of pleasure through me that made my entire body vibrate. "You like that, don't you?" he whispered, his eyes dark. "You like being my little secret?" He stuck his fingers deep inside, pulled them out to lick the juices off, then shoved them back into my mouth. "Spit for me again, Daphne. Give me more." I spit into his palm, and he transferred it back to my clit, massaging it side to side until I was a wreck.

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