Santa Muerte Stories Novels & Stories

“Breed me. Fill me up. Love you…fuck, I need you so bad.” The words slipped out raw and real. He groaned and fucked me even harder, the wet slap of skin echoing in the room. He reached around, stroking my cock fast and tight. “Cum for me, baby. Show me you’re broken for your Don.” I shattered hard, shooting across the carpet while my hole spasmed around him. Vincenzo roared and buried himself deep, flooding me with hot, thick ropes of cum. He kept thrusting through it, grinding slow, pushing every drop inside like he was marking me forever.