Some thought

“What the fuck was I thinking?” She asked herself as she washed her face in the sink and rinsed her mouth. Her chest, neck, and tank top her soaked with spit and cum and she looked like a mess as she splashed water on her face, willing the tears to stop and wondering why she was so fucking horny. Eddie was disgusting!

That night once she calmed down, Charity learned a lot about herself and the love of her life.

One she learned that she liked being told what to do. She liked the rush she got of someone taking control and the accomplishment of making a man cum turned her on and drove her wild. Two she had learned that Ryan was kinky. He liked fucking girls hard, controlling them, making them dress how he wanted and would even share girls with her brother and Eddie. Sure, it broke her heart that Ryan was just as bad as her stepbrother and confirmation that he wasn’t a virgin, but she knew that before, she had just hoped.

Eddie told her everything she wanted to know that night as he made the poor teen sit on his lap and groped her. From Ryan’s blowjob fetish to the girls he had had shared in detail.

Later that night after Charity ran upstairs, cleaned up with a shower and spent the rest of the night unable to sleep as her mind reeled.

While her heart ached, that Ryan was as bad as Matthew, it also touched her that he wanted to protect her from his twisted desire's. From what Eddie told her he was having a tough time keeping any girl he started dating because of his kinks. “He was such a good guy, just a little kinky.” She thought to herself as she tossed and turned that night, convincing herself still that she was his soul mate and the only one that understood him.