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Vincenzo

Author: Nita Ogueri
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VINCENZO

TRIGGERING MATURE SCENE AHEAD!!!

Fuck, bang, sex

Those were the only languages I could understand now. I needed to get down to business. Needed to relieve myself of this built-up urge. That appeared to be the only appeaser to the bad mood Padre had caused.

I grabbed my phone and dialed up the one person that was readily available to satisfy me. Rina.

She picked up.

"To my lounge this minute."

I was pumped. My heart raced and heat enveloped me. Taking off my shirt, I walked to the lounge and waited patiently for the bitch to come in.

She finally arrived, and on her was the most outrageous piece of clothing I had ever seen. The uniform was several sizes larger; it succeeded in concealing the boobs and hips I knew she had.

I burst out laughing, despite my aroused self. The bitch. "You think yourself to be wise, don't you?" I ran my eyes over her form. What a waste of time. "In your dumb mind, putting on a baggy uniform would keep me from touching you? Really?"

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