Betrayed, Then Claimed by the Mafia King (18+)
I whimper, arching back, my tiny ass pushed out, desperate for more of his tongue.
He groans, spreading my cheeks further, his grip possessive and cruel. His tongue thrusts deeper, punishing me as he claims me. Each stroke of his tongue is harsh, relentless. He begins spanking my ass, each slap making my skin burn as he continues his brutal feast. “Fucking perfect…”
“That’s enough,” I whine, trying to move away, still weak from everything he’s done. “I’m still mad at you.”