SOLD TO THE MAFIA QUEEN
The thugs' laughter reverberated in the bathroom, wicked and cold.
The man at her clit pressed the condom-covered mop grip harder, grinding it against her swollen honey pot until she shattered again. A hushed scream tearing through lips as her body convulsed and shook.
Her legs gave out, but the goons held her upright, fingers digging into her delicate skin. "Still nothing?" the one behind her muttered, yanking his fingers from her ass. "Useless," He grabbed her hair, slamming her face into the tiles.
Another goon forced her legs apart, his thick fingers plunging into her drenched pussy, hooking deep as he searched for her g-spot. "Last chance," he murmured, twisting his wrist until her back
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