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RED HOT Mafia Toy
Closing my eyes, I sank into the mattress and moaned softly, my hand laced in her hair.“What do we have here?” Constantino asked.I sucked in a surprised breath and snapped my eyes open. Constantino walked into the room, tugging off his tie, his gaze shifting from me to Laila who had pulled back from my cunt to look at her husband.“Go back to eating her cunt, doll,” Constantino commanded, unbuttoning his shirt, his dark eyes back on me. “I’ve had a long day at work. All I want to do is watch Sage squirm for you.”I laid back on the bed, my head on the pillows and my legs spread wide for Laila. She crawled closer up the bed toward me, on her hands and knees, stuck her ass up into the air, and dipped her head between my thighs. Fingers pulling my folds apart, she glided her tongue across my clit.Constantino rested one knee on the bed behind Laila, his large hands all over her ass. He undid his pants and pulled out his cock, positioning himself at her entrance. When he pushed himself
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To touch any part of my body because I needed it so badly. “Please,” I whispered.Instead of giving me what I needed, he stepped back and stuffed his hand into his pocket, then he pulled out his phone and tapped a button on an app. My body jolted up, a strong vibration shooting through me.Glancing over at Laila, I watched her naked body struggle against the cuffs and chains, her breasts bouncing slightly and her mouth parted in delight. Constantino shuffled backwards a few feet, then turned around and walked toward the door. “I’ll be back in a few hours. Have fun girls.”☆☆☆Constantino left Laila and me in his BDSM room, chained up to the walls with vibrators stuffed deep inside ourselves. I grasped the chains in my fists and clutched them tightly, pleasure rushing through me. We had been here for what must’ve been over an hour now, coming over and over again.Every vibration from the toy thrust me higher and higher. I threw my head back and glanced at the wall length mirror on the
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“Please,” I whispered to him. “Can I come?”There was a moment of complete silence.“Open your eyes, and look at me.”I opened my eyes and stared into that cold and calloused gaze. “Please.”“No.”Pressure rose even higher in my core. I dug my fingernails into my palm and whimpered. He stepped back from me and walked over to Laila, taking out her vibrator, undoing his belt, then pulling out his cock. Once he undid the chains around her ankles, he lifted her legs into the air and positioned himself against her entrance.When he slipped himself inside her, I whimpered again. I didn’t even have a vibrator inside me anymore, but just watching him fuck her was pushing me closer and closer to the edge, and I didn’t know how much longer I would be able to last.“Oh, god,” Laila moaned.He pounded into her tight hole, his cock becoming wetter and wetter with every thrust.“Cover my dick in your cum, doll,” he commanded Laila, tucking some hair behind her ear. “So I can push it into our little
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“What’s got you all tense?” she murmured against my skin. “Relax, Sage. Let me touch you. I haven’t been able to see you for the past few nights. Bethany has taken up all of my time lately with this gala that she wants to host.”I hated the mere sound of her name more and more every single time it rolled off Laila’s tongue. Bethany was her best friend in this family, but she was so fake, always trying to convince Laila that she needed to get lip fillers more often, needed to have a different hairstyle every damn week, or needed to get plastic surgery to look better.I didn’t give a fuck about that stuff. Laila could do what she wanted with her body. I just hated that Bethany the Bitch had to make her feel less like herself. Laila would never admit that Bethany made her feel that way, but I could tell.It was just something that I could pick up on.Maybe I was just being a salty, jealous bitch, because Laila spent more time with her than she did me, and maybe… I was getting too close t
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“Let’s get you girls cleaned up,” Constantino said, helping Laila to the bathroom.I stayed in bed. “I’m going to… hang back for a while. Maybe some other time.”They never invited me into the bathroom to get cleaned up after sex. Usually, I left right away because they got intimate later. And by intimate, I meant Constantino would hold Laila the way that I wanted him and her to hold me too.I didn’t want to see it, because it hurt.But tonight, I couldn’t seem to pull my clothes back on and leave the room. I sat on the bed and listened to Laila giggling in the shower with her husband. Part of me felt so jealous about this whole situation, and the other part of me couldn’t stop the hot tears from piling up in my eyes from what I witnessed today.Bethany had been so mean to Laila, but Laila had brushed it off. I didn’t know why Laila kept her around, but she didn’t seem like she had many friends. At least, not many real ones. And for some ungodly reason, it seemed like Laila wanted acc
RED HOT Mafia Daddy
“Come on, Daddy,” I said, sitting in a bath already filled to the brim with bubbles and drizzling more into the tub by the second.“You know that I don’t take bubble baths, sweetheart,” he said, leaning against the sink counter with his arms crossed over his chest and his dark, devilish eyes focused on me. He had on a blue button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up his tattooed forearms and gray suit pants that fit him a bit too perfect, especially around the crouch.I placed the bottle of bubbles down beside me and sank into the tub, pulling and pushing the bubbles away with my hands. “Please,” I pleaded, gently biting down on my lower lip and giving him the eyes I knew he couldn’t resist.He drew his tongue across his top teeth, staring me down like a hungry predator, and tugged on his tie. “If you keep splashing around like that, I might think about it.” His gaze dropped to my tits covered in bubbles.Heat gathered in my core at the mere sight of that man. It was the first night he
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He kneaded my tits, every now and then tugging on my nipples, so I knew who I belonged to, so I knew that he was still here ready to give me the best dick I ever had in my life. I rubbed my clit harder and faster in anticipation.“Is that all you do, sweetheart?” he asked, his voice almost condescending. He pulled my hand away from my clit and placed both my hands on my breasts. “Let me show you how I’d touch you every night if I was home.”Instead of rubbing my clit, he shoved his fingers between my folds and into my pussy. I threw my head back, moaned, and tightened around him. All I wanted was for him to be inside me already. I could feel his dick twitching against my ass.“You’re going to do everything that I say, Sweetheart,” he said. “Understand?”“Yes, Daddy.”“Good girl,” he cooed into my ear, beginning to pound his fingers into me. The heel of his palm smacked against my clit each time. “Because you know that I would do anything for you, even kill a man who tried to flirt wit
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“Thank you,” I said, relief washing through my body. “For staying home with me tonight. I know that you have a lot of work to do and I don’t want to hold you back from anything, but…” I crawled up near him again and wrapped my arms around his shoulders. “This means a lot to me.”“Anything for you,” he mumbled against my lips, arms resting on the sides of the tub. He grazed his finger across his gun, smirked, and repeated, “Anything for you.”☆☆☆☆“Where are we going?” I asked, gazing out the tinted car windows at all the New Yorkers and tourists walking down the streets in a large pack. We were headed through Times Square at peak hour.“Take off your clothes, sweetheart,” Daddy said.“My… my clothes?” I whispered, gulping. “All of them?”“All of them.”When we pulled up to a redlight, I took another nervous glance out the window. So many people walked down the streets, the cops lined up at every corner. Even with these tinted side windows, someone would definitely see me through the w
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