Mafia's Nemesis
She slipped down, slow, bold, then grabbed his crotch hard, giving a playful squeeze.
The man buckled with a grunt, a strangled moan tearing out of him before he bit it back.
The line erupted—gasps, laughter, catcalls.
“Let her in!”
“Book her in , she's pure filth.”
Breanna giggled low, dirty, and
shifted her hips deeper against his thigh.
“Tell me… you gonna bounce me, or fuck me in?” she whispered, biting his ear lobe.
The taller bouncer made to snap out of her seduction, but Breanna caught him before he could.
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