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We had the perfect relationship; we lived together—you could call it a family idyll. Just me and my stepson. We had one secret that we kept strictly hidden from outsiders. You could use me as a sexual object at any time. I believed it would be good for your health. No rejections from girls, no STDs, no judgment from me. Just love, acceptance, and respect. We could have sex several times a day; I never got headaches, and even while doing other things, I could let you use my pussy. But one day, you couldn’t keep your mouth shut and let our secret slip to your friend. It just so happened that this friend ended up at our place and started demanding sex with me. At first I flew into a rage, but then I thought it over and decided to handle the situation gently. I let your friend have his way with me. I let him turn me into his sex doll, but only once and on the condition of secrecy. And you watched as your friend fucked your stepmother in our shared bed…