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16: Mafia World

Author: Scooley
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-27 07:39:54

Ortensia couldn’t sit still anymore, the vibrator underneath her was buzzing at a low but constant rhythm, teasing her, making it hard to think straight. Her thighs trembled slightly, the fabric of her dress doing nothing to hide the way her breathing had changed. Across the room, Vito was in a deep conversation with some older man in a black suit, sipping wine like nothing was happening. He didn’t even look at her, but she knew he was aware, he always was.

She clenched her jaw, trying not to squirm in her seat. Every small movement made it worse. The sensation was maddening, just enough to make her wet, but not enough to push her over the edge. That’s exactly how he liked it, control without touch and obedience without words.

She couldn't take it anymore. Slowly, carefully, she stood up. Her legs wobbled a little, but she held herself together and walked toward the restroom, her heels clicking softly against the marble floor. No one paid her any mind, she’s just another pretty girl a
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