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Mafia's Toy

“Laila,” Constantino called, his usual booming voice relatively calm now.

“In here!” Laila shouted from the backroom. “I’ve been waiting all day for you.”

He placed a hand on my lower back and guided me down the hallway, toward a back room. A soft moan drifted down the hall, and I swallowed hard, the heat gathering between my legs. What would Laila do once she found me here? Did she even know I was coming?

When we reached the last door, I stopped in my tracks. Laila laid back on the bed in the sexiest pair of maroon lingerie I had ever seen, her eyes closed, her breasts barely covered, and her fingers dragging along her lacy panties that didn’t cover anything.

“Look who I brought home for us, doll.”

Laila opened her intense brown eyes and froze, sucking in sharply. For a moment, I thought that she would pull her hand away, but when her lips curled into a small smirk, she continued playing with her wet folds, the sight making me clench.

“What do you think?” Constantino asked, grabbing
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