Den Of Desires

why Matteo and Dante are standing on my doors

ch you, princess," Dante say,

ante inside. I fold my arms, unintentionally raisin

g at the ends of the shirt to ma

ere. How did you ev

I turn to face him. "That's for u

," Dante says, sprea

, all my common sense

play with your tits," h

nd toss it to the floor beside me. I cup my breas

ante pulls my underwear down and I ste

the chair. I sink back into the arm

et

chest, my toes barel

ore giving it a slap, making me gasp. He does the sa

and I spread my legs wider, welcomi

s to spread my folds. He blows on it, then drags his ton

burying his head between my legs, his tongu

ping and pulling him closer a

ng my release. "Fuck, I'm..." A desperat

ingers around it, but Matteo slaps my ha

yet," Mat

s, freeing his rock-hard cock-thick an

stick out my tongue, tasting the salty bead o

f my throat as Dante plunges three

his other hand cups my breast, squeezing it while h

e's hand, pleasure consumin

making him groan, releasing m

says, thrusting his fingers faster, curl

in, sucking on my clit whil

ses against my clit, moving in circles, drawing a choked moan from me just as

g his fingers from my hole and pushing them

Matteo fills my mouth with his cock again, this time moving f

tedly hitting my spot, and my

r us, p

I need to

waves of pleasure as Matteo

ds, and I swallow ev

my limbs turn to jelly. I slump against the cha

me against his chest as he carries me into my bathroom

le Dante positions himself in front of me, placing my legs on his c

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ake up alone to an an

events play in my head, p

ering on it. I inhale deeply, savoring his masculine

e Matteo and Dante, I swing it open,

I demand every muscle in my body urg

e pushes past me, entering my

y best friend," she say

were never my f

anding up slowly

ou all the money. What the

peaking. "The thing is... yo

More money? She

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