MY Possessive Mafia Men

MY Possessive Mafia Men

Chapter 80: Squeeze Your P****y For Me Chapter 80: Squeeze Your P***y For Me Angelia

than perfect.

Goodness, would these men ever stop surprising me with their deliciously naughty minds? Riccardo's promise to f**k me had me clamping down the butt plug although my p***y felt empty but it won't be for long. Much had happened tonight and not one part of it was less Riccardo had pushed me out of my comfort zone and I couldn't be any happier about that, my mind was blissfully silent and all I could feel was a calmness I had never achieved before. Everything but this moment and Riccardo had faded into the background. Every time I moved even a muscle, I felt the ache on my upper back, a** and thighs, reminding me what had happened just some minutes ago. The flogging had been everything I had dreamed about and more, the sweet pain as the flails hit my skin and the burning sensation afterwards. It reminded me that I lived and with each strike, It was alive. I had hoped for even more, more force, more power and more hurt just so I could feel the lightness I felt just after the hits and after the burn took place. My pulse slowed, my mind. cleared and all I could do was feel. This was part of why I craved having dominates, why I craved. the pain, the loss of emotion and the submitting. And the *** And the play, oh my goodness, I never had thought it would feel that good. It was something I had always wanted to try but chickened out whenever I thought of buying a slim****do or butt plug. The current feeling of fullness in my **** made it known that I shouldn't have been afraid. after all and I regretted not experiencing it sooner. To follow your desire was a powerful thing and right now, I felt like I was on top of the world with a body that still burned from the flogging and filled with a butt plug. I was more than content. Riccardo retreated his place behind me but not before whispering that he would be right back. He went to the bathroom and came back just a few minutes later. I was disappointed to see that he was still wearing clothes, although the top of his pants was unbuttoned. "You have no idea what vision you have right now. Res painted skin and a jewel adorning your tight little **** He commented as he took his place behind me.

His fingers pinched my nipples hard enough to make me gasped but I didn't have any voice left to get a word out. I wasn't allowed to talk unless to answer a direct question, so that wasn't an issue. I heard his zipper open and he let out a hiss a second later. My body and mind were attuned to him to the point I wasn't aware of anything but him. Nothing else matters but this. The heat of his body even though his shirt was still on was overwhelming. My skin was already hot and as he

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pressed his chest closer to my back, the marks he had given me burned brighter and stung just from the cotton teasing the sore skin.

me your p***y." He ordered, his voice strained from how turned on he

couldn't voice just from the feel of his warm shaft prodding my weeping p***y. He had made me beyond desperate and it took everything in me to not squirm in his touch. He pushed inside me slowly, agonizingly, bit by bit and he filled me one inch at a time. His ***k seemed bigger than this morning like it was taking up more space and making

me, the more I struggled to breathe. It was as if he was pushing out the air in my lungs to make space for himself. "F****k."

f****ing tight, it feels like you are trying to

realized that it was because of how the other men I had slept with were at it. They had tried to sound s***y and make me hot, they had tried so hard that it came off as unnatural like they were reading a script. But these three men

feel so ***ng good." He moaned, drawing out unhurried and pushed back in just as slowly. He took his time, letting me adjust to his girth along with the toy on

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the restraints it must have taken

my sake, he was probably torturing himself trying to make sure I was prepared for the f***ng he wanted to give me. If I could, I would have told him he didn't need to bother, I wanted whatever he wanted. As if he could hear my silent thoughts, he

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I felt. He didn't hold back as he ***ed me, knocking the breath right out of me every time he hit the end of me. With each thrust, his piercing stroked my g-spot and made me crazy with the abundance

it feels like