Hot Men Society Series: Desire of Mr. Fuck Boy

JENNIFER'S POV

Dejected, I slipped into the green room.

I had to make sure that I didn't leave behind any traces of my presence. And my original clothes, the one i came wearing could prove to be a thorn in the ass. So once again I changed into my real attire. All the strippers were qeued near the stage so there could hardly be any witness.

"Ready to move out." I informed in the chip. "GO!" came the response, and with that I headed outside towards 'Sweety'.

Well, it is the name of my car. My companion wherever I go! HEY, DONT JUDGE ME !

I started driving towards home. It was the very house which i shared with people I didn't know at all. Weird right? Like, who won't know one's parents and a sibling?

Well, it's different in my case I guess...

my age named Natasha. Well

mamma, was there to console me and protect me from the disgusting 'advancing' of my brother... yeah you heard it right, my 'brother'.. the son of my so called 'father'.

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baby..! Come, pleasure your very own brother." Drool oozed out of his mouth as he held my panties in one hand and stroke his member down in the south. He continued stroking his member while

my bed holding my bra and continued," You know what, whenever I bury myself into the cunt of my goddamn girlfriend, i always remember you.. I think as if I'm fucking you hard... and you are screaming

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always been like that.. like some rodent living in gutter. But what he did that day crossed all limits. And on the top of it, father wasn't present

life by consuming some rat killing poison. I saw her lifeless body on the pyre the very next day. I cried and cried and cried... but was also relieved. Afterall,

didnt help. My father being a criminal lawyer had several

saving money so that i can move out of this living hell

the stairs. I knocked and was 'greeted' by Tristan as he winked and purposely brushed his arm with mine. I ignored and went