The Mafias Obsession: Obey, Kneel, Submit
Sofia tilted her chin up with two fingers, stared straight into her eyes.
“Say it right.”
“…I’m your slut.”
Gianna groaned behind her. “Fucking filthy. My turn.”
Isadora crawled next, her cunt already leaking with the thrill of being watched, used, humiliated. Her knees burned against the rug. Her breasts swung as Gianna slid down the couch and spread her legs wide, heels pressing into the armrest, cigar still smoldering between two fingers.
Her pussy was shaved. Wet. Lips glistening.
“Right here,” she smirked. “Get in close.”