Sinful Lust Stories
“You’ll tear her apart, you fools!”
“She’s not made of glass,” Rafael growled. His eyes fell on my pussy as Damien notched a finger against the clothes, throbbing cunt, and I saw the stars. “She’s made to be filled.”
My breath hitched, and my body arched when Lucien’s mouth closed over my nipple, sucking hard, tongue swirling over my buds. His touch burned every inch of my skin and made me moan.
“Look at her,” Damien groaned after he pushed my panties aside, looking fascinated. “Her body wants this. Wants all of us.”