What? Mom too?

I gasped, my mind reeling at the revelation. Harlow had been fucking both my parents? The shock and arousal mingled within me, creating a potent cocktail of desire that I couldn't ignore.

"Are you fucking serious?" I whispered, my voice laced with a mix of disbelief and perverse excitement. "You've been fucking my parents behind my back?"

Harlow smirked, his eyes glimmering with wicked satisfaction. "Oh, baby, you have no idea. Your parents have been craving my touch just as much as I've been craving theirs. We've been indulging in the most debauched, mind-blowing encounters you can imagine."

My heart pounded in my chest as the implications of his words sank in. The twisted web of desire and betrayal wrapped around us, tempting me with its taboo allure. I couldn't deny the surge of arousal that surged through me, fueled by the knowledge that my parents had been engaging in illicit encounters with Harlow.

"Tell me everything," I demanded, my voice dripping with a mix of curiosity and arousal. "I want to know every filthy detail. Don't hold back."

Harlow's grin widened, his eyes glinting with a wicked gleam. He began to paint a vivid picture with his words, describing the sinful encounters he had shared with my parents. The image of my mother, a vision of sensual beauty, writhing beneath Harlow's touch, her moans of pleasure filling the room. The sight of my father, his commanding presence reduced to primal need as Harlow took him to the edge of ecstasy.

He described their encounters in explicit detail, leaving nothing to the imagination. The way my mother would eagerly submit to Harlow's dominant touch, her body arching with pleasure as he explored every inch of her with his skilled tongue. The way my father would surrender to Harlow's control, his desires unleashed in a torrent of raw passion, as they delved deep into the realm of forbidden pleasure.

As Harlow painted this erotic tapestry, my arousal grew, an inferno burning within me. The forbidden fruit of desire teased me, beckoning me into a world of ecstasy where boundaries were shattered and pleasures knew no limits. The thought of joining my parents in this twisted dance of pleasure sent a shiver down my spine.

"Are you ready, baby?" Harlow whispered, his voice dripping with anticipation. "Are you ready to join them, to indulge in the most taboo desires that lie buried within you?"

I looked into Harlow's eyes, my own filled with a mix of trepidation and longing. The allure of this forbidden world called to me, and with a newfound boldness, I nodded.

"Yes, Harlow," I whispered, my voice filled with determination. "I'm ready to embrace this twisted pleasure. Show me the depths of desire that lie within me."

And so, with that agreement, the stage was set. Harlow, my parents, and I would embark on a journey of unparalleled pleasure, where boundaries would be pushed, taboos shattered, and the intensity of our encounters would leave us forever changed.

Little did I know the depths of passion and depravity that awaited us, as we delved into a world that blurred the lines of love, lust, and taboo.