Summer Wine
Right then, on the absolute verge of that explosive climax laced with sharp pain, completely losing my sanity, I began to suck his wet, muscular tongue with pure, unadulterated lust—clinging to it like a defenseless victim trying to survive a storm.
With the intense taste of chocolate and rich cigar smoke burning through my throat, I groaned, swallowing his warm secretions down my throat once more. Matteo went completely wild at the sensation of my wet, genius lips devouring his tongue in absolute submission; letting out a final, merciless roar, he hammered himself straight against the deepest wall of my womb, unleashing his scorching, dense mafia sperm into me like a torrential flood...
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