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he asked. A moan escaped my lips. I pushed back against his hand. "Yes. Please." Father Jake rubbed faster. His other hand stayed on my breast. He pinched my nipple. "You are dripping," he said. "Your body wants this." I nodded. Shame mixed with need. "It does. Even though I am married. Even though this is a church." He pushed one finger inside me. Then two. He moved them in and out. The wet sounds filled the quiet space. "You cheated once," he said. "Now you are here with me. Does that make you feel worse or better?"

And the thought of her going to party in such mini dress almost made me forget my relation to her and her family I didn’t know where exactly she was going for the party, but I just wished it wasn’t the place called the lovers bridge The last time I was here to visit this family, I went to a party at that same place And that was the first time I ever had sex in a club My friends told me the ladies there were very experienced and good in seduction I challenged, because there were a lot of sexy and beautiful girls in my college at that time but non of them were able to seduce me

she started then looking toward the room door beyond which Andre was probably sleeping or wondering what we were whispering about, she put the thumb and index finger of her right hand together to form a circle then inserted her left index finger in it in an obscene gesture. My eyes widened. “Fucking? No, they won’t! Would they?!” “Wouldn't be the first time siblings fuck. Give them a room and they will be banging and sweating like fresh fucked foxes in a forest fire.” I laughed at her description but the image of Andre and Carla couldn’t leave my head. “If they are then that’s incest!” “Once again wouldn’t be the first time. I have read some pretty disgusting stuff on Ask Diddy, siblings and

A teacher whose lust and dark desires lie with young boys she could manipulate and a student desperate for the love of a mother that he wouldn't mind getting his attention from the psycho teacher. A sister who is the biological daughter of her mother's secret lover. Who will unravel the truth and free this chaotic family? Love, lust, needs, confusion, lies, incestuous romance, forbidden, deception, deaths, conspiracy, murder, suspense, thriller, and secrets in this fun-filled dramatic novel. You're not ready...

He simply shoved the fabric aside and cupped me, two fingers plunging in without warning, curling, stroking. I cried out; the sound echoed off the marble like a confession. “Shh,” he mocked, thumb pressing my clit in cruel circles. “Wouldn’t want anyone to hear the bride getting finger-fucked by her brother-in-law on her wedding night, would we?” My back arched. I was already climbing again, shamefully fast and sharp, because he was right: this was wrong, this was everything I’d sworn I’d never do, and I was chasing it like a junkie.

The truth was written all over her face. “We’ll do it again,” I promised, my voice a dark, possessive vow. “Sooner than you think. And next time… we won’t stop until dawn.” The next few days were a living, breathing torment. Every glance, every accidental touch, was loaded with the memory of our bodies tangled, of her screams, of my cum filling her. Zane was still a fucking ghost in his own house, blind to the raw, electric current that now hummed between his wife and his brother. It was a sick, twisted joke, and I was loving every minute of it.

I didn’t even need clitorial stimulation anymore…just cumming hard whenever they spilled inside me. “Best fucking bachelor party ever,” The guy currently slamming inside my pussy said. He rubbed my clit and played with my breasts while fucking me and I came so fucking hard I nearly black out. It was the new voice that entered the room that made me nearly jump out of my skin. “What are you boys doing here?” My father-in-law’s voice called out and my blood turned to ice. “Well, I think they are having a gangbang.” An amused voice answered and I felt even nauseous.

Fingers hooked thong crotch, yanking aside brutal—fabric snapping thread, exposing my dripping cunt: lips engorged crimson, hole clenching air, clit swollen pearl begging. "Look at you—fucking soaked for your brother." Two thick fingers plunged knuckle-deep—no warning—stretching walls greedy. Squish obscene, juices squirting his palm instant. "This sloppy hole was made for family cock. Not some uni twat." Pumped hard, curling to G-spot mash, thumb grinding clit circles merciless. I screamed real—legs wrapping his waist, heels digging arse. Pussy fluttered grip, suction pulling him deeper; third finger forced in, scissoring brutal stretch. "Yes! Family... yours!" Lies sweet, but orgasm coiled