Forced To Be The Mafia King's Bride
I slid my fingers down, tracing her slit until I found her swollen clit, stroking her insistently, cruelly, watching her body vibrate under me.
“Oh… yes… it… feels… so good…” she gasped, pressing into me, craving, needy. I had to pull back, my restraint screaming.
I pulled back slowly, groaning. God… if I let myself go now, I’d lose it. I’d take her right here, right against the tree.
Her virginity would be mine before she even had time to think, but not like this. Not against a damn tree.
Instead, I smacked her ass hard, feeling her tremble under my hand. One hand stayed on her clit, circling faster, as my other drove my fingers deeper, stretching her open.
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