~ Evie ~
It's Saturday morning, and the house is in full chore mode. I'm in the kitchen, scrubbing counters that don't even need it, just to keep my hands busy. Jack's in the laundry room, sorting clothes or whatever. Dad's planted on the couch, eyes glued to the TV - some England Premier League match. He's yelling at the screen like Arsenal's gonna hear him. Die-hard fan, that guy. Claire's over there on her phone, scrolling through all that social media crap she loves, gossiping to herself about celebrities or whatever.
I'm wiping down the fridge, but my mind's not on this. I'm horny as hell.
Jack's c**k.
That thick thing stretching me out. I need a quick f**k right now. Dad's distracted by the game, Claire's lost in her feed. Perfect. I sneak off, heart pounding already. Slip into
