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The same woman at the centre of their conflict. "What do you mean?" Liam asked. "You didn't see her photos splashed all over the internet, with her tongue stuck so damn deep in some bastard's throat! " "Watch it, that's my little sister, you moron! " Wordlessly, Andrei fished out his phone, flipped through the apps, and pulled up an online article on Dirt magazine's website, "That's what your little sister's been up to." "Oh," Liam said, barely glancing at the photo spread as he pushed the phone back at him.

the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. I let the video play, watching and listening to the two of them having sex, my disgust being provoked time and time again. Every time I hear their moans, my heart feels like it's being stabbed.

I rolled my eyes. “Who is that hottie?” She asked. “Hyacinth’s lawyer, I think.” “Oh, wow. Your sister had a lawyer?” Giselle giggled. “I guess that he’s good in bed, that's why your sister kept him.” I scoffed. “Your sister is such a slut. Hey, I remember how she seduced your step-brother with that acne face and fat body.” “Yeah,” I sighed. “So, she ends up marrying your step-brother as a proxy bride? Does she still fuck with him? I mean, even in high school, she used her body to get him, right?”

I couldn’t. He brushed one last kiss against my forehead and slipped out the door as the lock clicked behind him. I slid down the wall until I sat on the wet tile, water still pouring over me, now gone cold. My body hummed with aftershocks and my mind screamed. I had just let my sister’s fiancé go down on me while she slept twenty feet away. And the worst part... the part that would haunt me for years, wasn’t the guilt that followed. It was the quiet, undeniable truth humming under my skin.

They both couldn’t come out of this sex addiction and still fucked anyways even though they are step siblings. My fingers plunged deep into my already soaked pussy as I still sat on the floor with my back against the wall, my legs were spread obscenely wide. I watched my stepbrother Derek stroke his thick cock furiously while he stared at my own p**n video playing on his laptop. The room was filled with the wet sounds of two people masturbating, his hand was flying over his shaft and my own fingers too were pumping in and out of my wet dripping cunt.

While kissing my neck, his hand ran down inside my panties, and he rubbed on top at the same time using a finger to go between my folds and find my pussy hole. It's then that I realized he might think I was my sister. I mean, with the PJs, it's obvious he thought I was her, and clearly he was saying my sister's name on my neck, which weirdly gave me chills. Okay, hear me out. He's my sister's finance. If he fucked me under the impression that I was his fiancé, would that be a crime? I mean, I was already so wet, and honestly, I was doing my sister a favor, so instead of jumping out of the bed, I actually held his hand in place and pushed his finger deep as I wanted more.

I lean in. "Was the make-up sex good?" she whispers. I throw my head back in laughter. "It was amazing, Kami." She grins. "That's all I really needed to hear." Then she squeals. "My little sister's in love." "Well, those are definitely words I like to walk into a room to," Law says.

Tell them you slandered Ruby Nolan and pay me 50,000 dollars, or I will send it to everyone you know and upload the photos on the internet for all to see! I asked calmly: [What proof do you have that the photo is me? This looks more like an AI-generated picture!] The other party replied almost instantly, with a triumphant tone: [You know you were secretly filmed, so why are you making excuses?] The other party proceeded to send me a bunch of videos of me showering, along with obscene comments: [You’re a little too pudgy around your belly. Maybe it’s time to lose weight. Your breasts are quite huge, though. I really wanna get my hands on them! Are you still not convinced? This is a video that

"You have no idea what you do to me. I've been hard for four days thinking about this." I felt his hips jerk against the desk, his cock straining against his pants, and he hadn't even touched himself. He was suffering just as much as I was. This was my sister's husband between my legs. My husband's best friend with his mouth on my pussy. The wrongness of it should have made me sick but instead it made everything burn hotter. Did he do this to Octavia? Did he kneel between my sister's legs and worship her like this every night? The thought sliced through the pleasure and made jealousy twist hot and ugly in my chest.

Dean looks at me, but I only smile and walk away. “What was that about?” Lisa asks as she walks next to me. “Nothing. I just don’t like him.” I respond. “Why? Because he’s two years older than your sister?” I look at Lisa, feeling irritated by the fact that she thinks that’s the reason. “No, because he’s playing her.” Lisa and I find seats and sit next to each other.