Mom’s keys rattled in the lock just after 9 PM. I was already in my room, heart racing, p***y still tender and leaking from the day’s relentless f*****g. Jayden and I had barely cleaned up before she walked in, looking exhausted from her double shift. She gave us both a tired smile, kissed my forehead, and mumbled something about needing sleep before disappearing into her bedroom right next to mine.
The thin walls of our shared apartment suddenly felt paper-thin. One wrong moan and everything would explode.
I lay in bed in nothing but a tiny tank top and panties, my body already aching for him again. The corruption was spreading fast. Just two days with my uncle and I was ruined—craving his massive c**k like a drug. My ex’s words were a distant joke now. I wasn’t dry. I was a dripping, c
