Incestuous Awakening: Me & Bailey's First Touch

In the dimly lit room, I find myself alone with Bailey Dodrill, our eyes meeting in a moment of unspoken understanding. As we sit close, our legs brush, sending electric shocks up our spines. I lean in, my heart pounding, and whisper, "You know this is wrong, right?" Bailey, her breath hitching, nods, "But it feels so right." Our hands tentatively meet, fingers entwining, as we cross the line of no return. This is just how it started between us.

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