My world spins, blurring lines. I crave my step-bro's cock, a forbidden fantasy. His moans echo, fueling my oral addiction. I devour, savoring every taste, lost in the ecstasy.
In a twisted turn of events, I found myself craving my step-brother's manhood, a forbidden fruit that only fueled my insatiable desires. As a cute and innocent girl, I was consumed by this bizarre obsession, pushing the boundaries of our taboo relationship. Every night, I yearned for his company, eagerly anticipating the taste of his thick, black cock. With each passing day, my addiction grew, turning into a sick and twisted POV fantasy. The thought of him, the taste of him, it all consumed me. I became a slave to my desires, my every action dictated by the need for his cock in my mouth. And so, I continued to indulge, my young lips wrapping around his hard shaft, my tongue exploring every inch of his throbbing length. It was a dance of lust and desire, a dance I was powerless to resist. And as I looked up at him, I knew there was no going back. This was my new normal, my sick and twisted reality.
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