Marina
I woke up sore.
My thighs were still faintly sticky, my p***y tender and sensitive with a deliciously deep ache that sent a dull throb through me.
It was a reminder that I’d been filled for the first time last night by my uncle.
God, those were words I never thought would ever be true but here I was, the memory sending a fresh gush of heat between my legs.
Every filthy fantasy I’d ever touched myself to had come true in one brutal, perfect night and now my body knew only one craving: his c**k. The massive, thickly veined and unforgiving thing that had reshaped me from the inside out.
I rolled onto my side, squeezing my thighs together. The pressure against my oversensitive c**t dragged a stifled moan from my throat.
It felt like something had opened in my core, a bottomless, gre
