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Kane
ngers already buried
ai
d aching as I slowly pumped two fingers in and out of my soaked cunt, chasing that high I could never quite reach. The dream
elf as I rubbed my swollen clit with my thumb. My hips bucked ag
ll over my expensive shee
s - fingering myself before I even opened my eyes prope
rs as waves of pleasure crashed through me. But the moment it faded, the familiar vo
e ceiling of my penthouse bedroom. Crystal chandelier. Floor-to-ceil
.. I fel
, a vivid memory from just two ni
-
k - Two Ni
ough the floor-to-ceiling windows. I was on all fours on the massive
ke a machine, his thick cock stretching m
ng back against him. "Fuck
headboard banged against the wall. The wet, filthy soun
he growled, slapping my ass hard. "T
clit as he railed me. I didn't love him. I barely even lik
up!" I begged,
ith a grunt, flooding my pussy with hot cum. The feeling pushed me over
shook with pleasure,
ther emp
of Fla
r showed the truth I hated facing. A beautiful 21-year-old woman stared back at me - long dark wavy hair, fl
water beat against my skin as I tried
messages reminding me about the family brunch. Another performance. An
at hugged my curves, innocent enough for family but slutty en
ning room of our mansion, th
ile barking orders at someone on the other end. My mother, Elena, smiled elegantly beside him, b
e said sweetly, the li
equally fake. "
his tailored shirt. He leaned over to kiss my cheek, but his
the bathroom or the car. Maybe both,
, I felt nothing. Just t
ming galas, board meetings. I nodded at the right mome
I was sc
or closed, I hiked my dress up, spread my legs on the
en bother w
l thrust, moaning loudly as I fucked myself hard a
I gasped, my free hand pi
shaking, but s
was m
side. Filthy and b
, my father summon
k up from his lapt
e said coldly. "The club. The photos. I
arms. "It w
ice. "You're starting therapy tomorrow. Dr. Elias Voss. On
er
ost l
rying to fix what
er's tone told me there
aid, turnin
, my mind was a
w do
ted. Supposed
alle
s, I felt a real spark of
Elias Voss woul
could br
he would fin
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