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Veronica said "No, not until I tell you too. If you cum before I tell you to then you will be punished," I replied. Veronica was a moaning mess. Tia wasn't helping her because she kept rubbing her clit and sucking on her nipples. "Oh, please, My King. I can't hold on for much longer," Veronica moaned "What is it that you want?" I asked "To cum," Veronica said "Then you will have to beg me to let you cum, you dirty slut" I growled

She hurriedly grabbed a towel and started wiping off Veronica’s face and neck, turning bright red out of pure embarrassment. Veronica began to laugh again. “Selene, please... it’s quite alright. I knew I would get this sort of reaction from you. I know this is rather controversial, but I wanted to do something shocking for my Sebastian. I want to see him react just as you did. I know he’ll love it. Unfortunately, all of the good artists that I’ve found are all male, and Sebastian would pluck their eyes out for seeing me unclothed. If it were another woman, he would see it as purely professional. So, what do you say? I’ll even double what I originally offered to pay you.”

'The pussy I don't know yet, but she does have a honey mouth' - I think and smile inside, Veronica keeps talking: "That's the only way she gets to such a high position without having any kind of experience! That woman from the favela, what did she do to get him into bed? Rather, what had she done in bed to gain his almost non-existent benevolence?" "Stop! Who do you think you're talking to?!?", I exclaim the question irritably. I never cared about any employee's fame, but hearing Veronica say that about Renata brings a strange uneasiness to my chest. "With an asshole! I've been working here for five fucking years, and I've never been able to earn a favor from you, the richest tycoon in the w

Gasping and crying out in pleasure, she replied between her moans suturingly, " Your..di..dick..oh..Fuck..." She gasped out loudly when he suddenly pulled out his fingers and replaced the empty spot with his manhood. Without wasting no more words, Blake started pounding inside her relentlessly. Veronica's moans started to get louder as he pushed in an out of her vagina. Inserting his full length and coming out to rub on her entrance teasingly, the pleasure was too much for Veronica. Her own hands reached out to pinch on her nipples as her bossoms were still covered with her shirt.

I closed my eyes, bringing my fingers to my temples, where I made a light massage. -No! He's married to Karla Estrabao. The woman was silent for a few seconds, perhaps thinking about who could be Karla Estrabao, when in a memory flash, Vero touched with the tip of her index finger on her head. -The Latina from the threesome? I leaned my body back again, leaning my back against the padded chair. -Yep, the one. Vero got up from her chair with a laugh that spread throughout the environment. -You are so fucked!

I still recalled with clarity how she'd cried aloud and sounded so sweetly blissed out. "Veronica was asking for you specifically yesterday," Kenneth said, arching one brow. I didn't reply, staring at him and knowing he wouldn't lie. Not about that. Veronica was a regular, loaded with money and an insatiable sex drive. If she wasn't at one of the Bratva's operated sex clubs, she'd be at another elsewhere. The older woman had no scruples about seeking out pain and pleasure, and to my knowledge, she'd never once uttered a safe word.