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My heart stutters to a stop.

Ronan makes a sound that’s pained. We’re hurting. We’re all three hurting, once again, from these outsiders.

The truth is, I’m jealous.
Ronan is my brother.
Mine.

The kid goes flying, the bear’s claws shredding through his backpack and emptying the contents in one fell swoop.

Running through the wilderness never gets old. It’s refreshing to fill my lungs with pine-scented air and to hear twigs crackling under each step of my boots.

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🌿🐾🌿. . . (F)BR with Twinsie CC . . . 🌿🐾🌿

The family love can't be Untamed 😆.
I'll be the blonde.

Making her feel good makes me feel good.

All of the desire and need I’ve felt for three months has led to this. I’ve already punished him, humiliated him, tortured him, controlled him, but now, this is the big one. Now I get to own him.

Swallowing down my fear, I lift my head.
“I can take it. Give me six of each.”

She gasps before our mouths are fused, and I’m licking my way in until our tongues are tangled and we’re both left panting and hungry for more. Seeing me talking to someone else was apparently the trigger to getting her to finally break her calm composure, and I love it.

“You shouldn’t have done that,” she says, and I’m already leaning back in again as I reply.
“Then punish me for it.”

I watch from the tiny kitchen as the guys abandon their video game to pull out their phones, both downloading the app like it’s fucking Candy Crush or something, and the sight of it grates on my nerves.

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➕⛓➕. . . (F)BR with Twinsie CC . . . ➕⛓➕

The boy needs some good spanking lol!
I’ll be the one on the right.

And now as we look back on our journey together, over dinner, we realize that memory really is a funny thing. But it is also a powerful thing.

“I know you do because you’re starting to grow right before my very eyes. Is this your lie detector, Kasey? Are you like Pinocchio? Only instead of your nose growing, it’s your cock?”

A pang of guilt follows. He’s a boy. The idea of being alone with him, of his hands and mouth on my breasts, my mouth, between my legs, thrills me. But he’s a teenage boy.

He has a glow about him in the late afternoon sun that makes him look like some kind of god.

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🌿✖️🌿. . . (F)BR with Twinsie CC . . . 🌿✖️🌿

No idea what this one about, but I'm ready lol?
I'll be the reflection 😆

At first, you think you’re just a little sick, but then you realize what you’re infected with… it’s severe, and there’s no cure, and it never really leaves you.

Yes, it had. But it had been worth it, every single step of the way.

I dressed for her slowly, emphasising how powerfully I buckled up my belt. I knotted my tie in front of her, remembering my time as a professor, getting ready for my day.

I kept on going, straining as her ass yielded and my cock went all the way in. She cried out, a wonderful mix of pain and pleasure.

I loved the taste of pussy and cum in tandem – the polarities of pure sex, in the beautiful twist of tongues.

I grabbed his hand from his side and raised it to my mouth, and then – with my eyes still fixed on his – I sucked on his thumb like the dirty little bitch I wanted to be.

Trisha was probably talking absolute bullshit about the school gates allegation, but there was no doubt that the man upstairs liked younger women. He’d told me so, and his eyes had been fixed so hard on mine as he’d said it.

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🔸️➰️🔸️. . . (F)BR with Twinsie CC. . .🔸️➰️🔸️

Hope this one is dirty.
I'll be the one on the left.

Occasionally, a little cry slips out of me. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think he really likes it because rather than ease up and see if I’m okay, he shoves into me harder.

That fucking bitch.

My heart pounds and my pussy throbs with need that twists in my gut when his fist tightens in my hair like he’s as hungry for it as I am.

My heart pounds and my pussy throbs with need that twists in my gut when his fist tightens in my hair like he’s as hungry for it as I am.