The Mafia King and his hard-headed slave

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y own. She was in my lap.

I couldn't catch her firmly, never letting go

when I caught her, continuing what she started, she pulled away. She pushed me and for a moment, a moment she looked frightened. It's like she was scared, she t

robably expecting something to happen. They thought she was a crazy, drunk, whore. S

ly woman who

hat? You do not like to drink

fun to watch you do it. You know, you might become wiser." I told her. She smiled an

?" she asked me, holding her

ove," I told her, wai

She approached his ear, whispering something that made him immediately blush and chuckle. H

We'll see who is mor

ss yourself in front of all these people." I said, turning to all the

says, and all the people around us are dropping loud 'oow'. I s

with my hands. "If I

difficult challenge." I know she didn't go to high school -

play a strip dance. Naked." I said, seeing her smiling, but it was not all. "O

I will win, you're going to do..." she put a finger

"Come on, what do you want if you win? Money, diamonds, new panties?" Ev

p and listen. "If I win, I want your family

I asked, wait

little. "Yes,

e what that sentence

e said a

d up and took a bottle, and two glasses from which she probably drank. Her lipstick imprint was left on each o

ng toward me, drinking it from a glass. She released a loud sigh and turne

" she said, leaning bac

It tastes like plums, bitter, very bitter, then sweet, and the

ss which had left her lipstick, pour

a little harder swallowed. It's like my throat burned. Rita added

ine. This fucking drink! I approached the glass to my lips, but the smell was too strong. I licked the

e cheering, laughing, and applauding. She appro

h evil and teasing smirking. Oh boy, she's so close, I could right–but he

ay call this mafia leader, I call this a coward." she laughed. I'm turning my tong

e." Throwing the gun on the floor, she stomped on it with her heel, breaking it into pieces.

r the second part," she said quietly so that only I could hear. But

Sokolov ye

etic, but what is even more pathetic is that they really think that I will say that shi

all to the floor. All the people started screaming and running out of the bar. Dust was rising, blood was on the floor, as was

that sentence means, love, I mouthed her, and her jaw imm

ing her lipstick, but

, everything came back as it was. At least it's empt

y gun were stil

eeves a little, and leaning back in my c

ing every inch of her body. From her long legs to her face she loo

ghed, not finding my eyes, but getting up fro

were going to tell me something ch

said. "I guess it didn't need a password to get in here either, but I'd

first tell me what

you f

er breasts and then into her eyes. The images from last night came back

Do you want to know wh

e me," I

s through my skin. "I have a small dick." she mo

o prove you the opposite?" I

think it's impossib

drink this much without getting drunk," I whisp