The Hired Gigolo Is My Husband's Son
His hands traced slow circles on my thighs as he lifted them slightly, and I already knew what was coming next.
“We have to be careful, it’s not like—” I began, but Xavier cut me off.
“That depends on you… you can decide not to scream very loudly,” he whispered, pushing me back against the kitchen counter as he raised my dress to my waist, his gaze fixed hungrily on my cleaned shaved pussy, since I wasn't wearing panties.
“Don’t be too loud, Mama. We don’t want your other kids walking in on this,” he teased. Before I could respond, his finger thrusted roughly into my pussy, which silenced me completely. Xavier really wanted to ruin me.
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