THE DEVIL'S DUE
Seated at the moment with his eyes and ears being blessed by her, he grew so hard the urge to walk straight to her on the stage, grab her and fuck her until her legs were having an epileptic episode, arose in him.
“Mia,” he called her name in his mind.
His mind filled with nothing but the thoughts of what he wanted to do to her.
Lev screamed the loudest when the music frizzled to the end.
“Did you hear that, Luca? She's excellent!” He clapped.
“I heard,” Luca said. “And she's alright.”
“Alright?” The gentleman in the table closest to theirs turned to him.
“Yeah, why?”
“Diavolo, how can you say she's alright? I know she's technically your staff so you wouldn't want to blow her horn too loudly
Bab Populer