HER FORBIDDEN DADDIES: FILTHY ONE SHOTS
I don't just want Ethan.
I want them both.
I've touched myself to the fantasy more times than I can count. Lying in my empty bed, my fingers buried in my pussy, imagining what it would feel like to have them both at once. Father and son. Silver fox and young wolf. Taking turns with my body, sharing me, using me.
It's sick. It's wrong. It's the hottest thing I've ever imagined.
And today — today, something feels different.
It's 6 PM on a Friday, and the office is empty.