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Then she was lost to the pleasure of Vincent's insistent tongue lashing. "Daddy, let new dicks use me. Yes," Candice cooed, quickly melting into pleas for more despite her internal shame. "Fuck me, please. It's all I'm good for." Candice’s need to cling to the last of her pride shattered as Luca plunged into her again and again. Years of conditioning had trained her pussy to love fucking. Once a dick got going inside her, she just couldn't stop begging for more. And yet, she felt sure she would at least mind a little if it was a new cock. Would the humiliation and shame eat at her later? The wet sounds of Luca’s cock slamming into her filled the room as he fucked her harder, Candice moaning and pushing back with growing enthusiasm. A long, broken moan tore from her throat as Candice pushed back against Luca's brutal dick. “Oh fuck! Your dick feels amazing, brother in law. It’s so thick, stretching my pussy so goo

Vincent pulled back just enough to speak, his voice rough and dark against Janet’s swollen folds when he purred, “Don’t thank daddy just yet, little whore. I’m going to ruin this tight cunt first. Stretch it wide on my cock until you forget everything else. Then I don't give a fuck who fucks it." Janet's heart and pussy squeezed painfully at the same time. Why did it hurt so much, the way he kept going back and forth? They were sworn enemies. She expected it. They argued all the time. She was used to it. So why did his words sting differently tonight? It was like they were making tiny cuts in her heart and for the life of her, Janet didn't know why. A lump formed in her throat. "Fuck you, Vincent!" Janet hissed, using his first name in her anger. Don't you fucking cry for this asshole. Vincent loved the sound of his name out of her mouth. It made his balls ache to empty inside her all the more. So he said, but his very mind hated even the idea of them claiming her. Even jus

His cock was rock hard and leaking as he started jerking himself roughly. He was so sensitive to the touch that he almost came from that alone. "You need to be taught manners, don't you bambina?" he whispered threateningly, then grabbed an ass cheek and fisted it with one hand. Janet's breath caught in anticipation seconds before he plunged three thick fingers straight into her tight, warm pussy without warning with his other hand. "Vincent. Mercy," Janet yelped at the sudden stretch and burn, even as new levels of unwanted pleasure shot through her body, shocking her system. "Won't cum," she insisted anyway, her body going rigid as she clung fiercely to a deal she knew Vincent might not honor. Vincent worked his fingers deep inside her, fucking her hard with them while he stroked his own cock. “It’s fucking daddy to you. Now cum," he roared, out of patience with himself and her. Fuck how much his dick still liked hearing his name come out of her mouth. His money. Power.

No party? Really? That wasn't like El Padrino at all. No one was more caught up in keeping up appearances than him. Dear God, did he mean to end her life personally? Not even Candice dared object twice. "Yes, daddy," she said meekly, hurriedly collecting her dress and shoes before she was ushered out of the living room by Jax. "We'll make your excuses for you, Padré'. Enjoy," Jax said, closing the doors behind him as he exited too. Just like that, for the first time in her life, Janet was alone with the mafia king. Her heart pounded. She gulped, fidgeting with her hands nervously. She could still feel the ghost of his fist stretching her open. Would that same fist wrap around her throat and choke her to death for lying to him? Her defiance? The things she said while daddy was touching her? Vincent closed in slowly, eyes dark and hungry. Sinister. Dangerous. And yet, with every step he took in her direction, Janet's body started heating up again. Her pussy started ge

Luca had kissed her like she mattered, but then he turned his back on her and walked away, leaving her to be fucked and claimed by another man. Pathetic.The thought made her clench around Vincent’s cock.Not like daddy. Strong. Powerful. Pleasurable. Dangerous daddy. "Dear God, make me stop. Don't cum," she begged her pussy feebly, unable to help looking down to see his big dick spearing her newly deflowered cunt after all. "Good God, you're going to ruin my little pussy. Daddy please," Janet moaned, but her pussy only clung to his dick harder, drawing him in deeper. Vincent felt it. Knew when he was fucking a woman so good that she couldn't help but enjoy it. He laughed darkly and fucked her harder, determined to make her eat her words.“Keep telling yourself you won't cum, slut, but that pussy can't get enough of this big daddy dick. How will you stop yourself, hmm?" he rasped, pumping her with renewed vigor, hell bent on humbling her cunt.Janet’s hands flew to his shoulders