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I went and pulled his hair, making him look straight at me. "What do you mean by destroying my life?" I spat. "It's simple, isn't it? I fcked your father's wife. My son fcked your sister, and you know what?" he said, smiling at me, and continued. "My daughter fcked his son. I am fcking proud of her!" he finished. My mind raced through his words. My daughter f*cked his son! He had a daughter? And she had sex with me.

Lexi had been texting me, and out of respect for Ian, I had ignored them. I showered, stayed naked, lay on the bed, and opened the messages. Videos. Two naked teenage girls having sex. MaryBeth and Lexi making out. Lexi sucking MaryBeth's nipples. Mary Beth with her face between my daughter's legs and Lexi between hers. I masturbated furiously. One last text from Lexi. "I like girls too, dad. See ya tomorrow."

The truth tumbled out, stupid and raw, but I couldn't lie, not when stopping him would shatter me. I didn't care if I sounded desperate, whorish. This man, hot, commanding, every inch the forbidden fantasy knew exactly how to unravel a woman. He was my stepfather-in-law, and that only fueled the fire. "Aaah... daddy, don't stop!" I screamed as he positioned himself between my thighs, face inches from my slick heat. His breath ghosted over me, teasing, before his mouth descended, tongue delving in, eating me out with feral hunger. My back arched off the bed, fingers clawing the sheets, lost in the storm he unleashed.

“My father-in-law is fucking me. His thick white cock is stretching my married pussy.” Richard gripped her ass and thrust up to meet her, the wet sounds loud and filthy. “That’s right. Say it again.” “My husband’s father is breeding me,” she moaned, eyes locked on the phone. “I belong to Daddy now.” He flipped her onto her back and fucked her hard while the camera kept rolling, capturing the way her pussy stretched around his cock and the creamy mess he left inside her when he came. He made sure to film the thick white cum leaking out of her as he pulled out.

Feelings were always mutual. Father is more interested in the girl beneath him who is more younger than his daughter. He should be ashamed of this act but, na, he is not at all. He just loves having his time with different women. It was just the four walls and a door of his room which separated the father-daughter. Aashtha is aware her father won't say her last goodbye so does she don't want it? So, mutual. Vikas and Sania could hear the commotion in the house in the kitchen area as Aastha was getting ready to move out.

Xavier Galvan's first love, Winter Singleton, happens to return to the country on the same day our daughter, Tina Galvan, is diagnosed with a heart condition. I wait helplessly with my five-year-old Tina at the hospital for her results. Meanwhile, Xavier drives to the airport to pick up Winter and her son, Ian Becker, just so that he can feel like he has a father to pick them up. I sign the surgery consent form alone while sitting by Tina's hospital bed. Meanwhile, Xavier takes Winter shopping at the mall and even picks out a birthday present for his newly-appointed "godson". On the day of Tina's surgery, just before she's wheeled into the theater, she grabs Xavier's sleeve tightly, refus

“I thought I might start by introducing myself to his father.” He smirked, just slightly. “Stepfather.” “Details,” I said, turning to face him fully. “Such fragile things. Like trust. Like bloodlines.” A flicker of something crossed his face, could it be approval? Curiosity? It was gone before I could name it. “Careful, Miss Virelle,” he murmured, stepping closer, so close I could smell the quiet heat of his cologne smelled of cedarwood and something older. “You’re playing a game where even the winners bleed.”

********* Two days later, I stand outside Austin’s house beside my father while he talks about investment projections like this is any normal afternoon. I honestly don’t know why I agreed to come. Closure maybe. Or maybe part of me just needed proof that I’m really done with him. The front door is unlocked. Dad steps inside first while I follow behind him slowly. Voices drift from the living room. Male voices. One familiar. One……My stomach drops instantly. No way. Austin turns first the second we enter. Relief flashes across his face immediately. “Dad……This is Sandra," he says easily, slipping an arm around my waist possessively. "My girlfriend."

"Oh daddy! Fuck me harder! Fuck me! Fuck your little stepdaughter's littke pussy. Arhhhh! Yesss!" Her throat dried and her eyes went wide in shock. Her step daddy was watching a sex video. It wasn't just a random video, but a sex video of father and stepdaugther. Sandra's curiosity got the better of her when she crept a little bit closer to the door. Her step Daddy's attention was glued intently at the computer screen and she saw his hand moving, making a back and forth motion under his desk. Sandra did not need any prophet to tell her that her step daddy was stroking himself. With the manner he was stroking his dick, she could tell that he was about to cum.

Mom and Dad stood in the doorway, still in their travel clothes, staring at the chaos before them. “What is going on here?” Dad demanded. “Selena attacked me!” Serena immediately played the victim, her voice trembling. “She’s being completely unreasonable!” “Selena.” Mom’s voice was gentle but firm. “Calm down, sweetheart. We know Serena must have caused this. Whatever happened, just take a breath and….” But I couldn’t. I couldn’t stand there and explain how my twin sister had slept with my mate. How she’d destroyed everything. The words wouldn’t come.