DIRTY LITTLE SECRET
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I wasn't quite sure when it had started.
The constant touches, the whispers, the whimpers of pain I would let out when the man before me brushed harshly against my insides.
What I was, however, sure of was my aching need for my stepfather.
Lines got crossed, rules were broken, and trouble stired, threatening to crumble what we both shared.
And yet despite all that came crashing down, hitting us full force, I still felt the desiderate need to keep our dirty little secret.
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