Warming The Mafia's Bed

a's

There are only two things in the world that help me to truly rel

I couldn't stop thinking about my dad and even almost got

e

ower, and I can sense his anxiety from the

he discovered that his boss was se

h me. The fear for one's life really is a powerful thing. Who would have thought that

ike it. I like having the upper hand over these men and dominating them. Both behind locked doors, And in the business world

tion, and he quickly snaps

ony, ma'am. "He replies, and I

"I scold, and the blindfolded blonde jumps a bit. I only lik

his flaccid dick. The sight of the thing alone sends shivers th

lip and trail my fingers into the lingerie I'm wearing, down t

And as I place a hand on his right thigh to get balanc

"I say to him, before licking his smooth, delicat

e his delicate balls in the fingers of my left han

ack and rests on the wall behind him, and

ion as I suck on his cap but quickl

s into my mouth, my tongue begins to roll over them while I suck

bite, and the knowledge of how mu

, now rising cock, into my mouth, consuming as much of it

f art in my mouth while massaging the base of

it.

ut I don't stop him. His tusk is so big, it expands my throat, but

the feel of his cock sliding down in and out of my throat. It's

decide it's time for me to take control agai

ink nipples, and I step closer to him. Letting

you to me... "I whisper in his ear before locking lips with him,

es of his face. Kissing him deeply. Devouring his tender lips and enjoying the sweet fe

I sense his hunger. I didn't give him a chance to cum and the f

I spread and run my tongue over his left n

I capture his tiny nipple in my mouth and begin to suck. Ca

he room by his cock. I make him sit on one of the leather chairs in the ro

ve briefed him on the type of woman I am. One who likes bein

as I begin to suck and pleasure his cock, and I am impresse

ce how wet I've become and I pull off my dre

e now spread widely apart, and as his fingers mak

dy shiver violently. I take hold of his shoulders for support as he begins to mast

lf on his erect cock, and my head rolls back in glee at the amazing feel

I finally sit on him, with his entire length inside me, my eyes ro

on a nail, and our moans and grunts fill the air as I feel his cock hit the entrance of my womb with every bounce. The slapping sound o

al crazed blur of ecstasy and blinding pleasure.

d and help me think right

***

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ook. To look at the spot at the roadside where my mother and I spent many nights and days in the rain and in the sun. Beg

ut as empty as the place looks, it Is filled to the brim. Filled to the brim w

world. It means a lot to me. It was in this space I watched my mother struggle to k

ad me on a speedy race down memory lane, but

back to my men. It's going to b

n I feel the hairs on my neck rise. Someone is

pocket knife. My gun is too far back. If I try to reach f

oever is watching me has no good intentions at hear

ife into the darkness behind me, and

sound. I see a young, masked man with the tattoo of a dagger

nife has perfectly stabbed and stayed s

rom the stupid tattoo on his neck. Don't these fools ever

. I pull out my gun and aim at the bastard's forehead to shoot, but sudden

er masked man with a tattoo of a dagger under his right

ck

ardly befor