Daddy Fucked My Ass At The Bachelorette Party

I was supposed to be celebrating Chloe"s bachelorette weekend. Instead, I spent every stolen moment with my father. Arthur Vance on the moonlit terrace. His hand on my lower back at dinner. A midnight knock on his guest room door. Between the bridal showers and the bouquet toss, we built a secret that could destroy our family. Every close call should have stopped me. Instead, it made me want him more. By the time the wedding bells rang, I had given him everything.