MAFIA LORD LOVER
Francesca
Fausto took a step back, and his eyes shone with satisfaction as they searched my naked body, now coated in his cum. He pushed his pants off his hips, then kicked off his shoes. — Do you want to clean up before I fuck you, dirty girl?
— No, paparino .
I am not. I liked the sticky, sweaty mess of us together, and I knew he liked it too.
“Dio, you're beautiful,” he murmured as he pinched one of my nipples. “I want to mark you and bite you, make sure everyone knows you're mine.
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