The Captured Mafia Bride
Xiomar pushed himself deeper into my mouth and I closed my eyes, pleasure fogging my brain.
“Such a whore. Eagerly sucking on cock when you've got another man between your thighs,” Emilio said. A sharp slap landed on my breasts, followed by another and soon, he was alternating between sucking and slapping my flesh, making me howl.
“Fuck, you taste too good, Lyla,” Achilles groaned. “I need to feel you come on my dick.”
He got up and soon, I felt the head of his penis at my entrance again. “Breathe, Lyla.”
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