MY Possessive Mafia Men

hapter 130: You Have The Most Perfect Breasts Chapter 130: You Have The Most Perfect Breasts

Angelial

"Are you wet for us?" Riccardo asked, his question brought my attention to my drenched ***y and already swollen from our earlier escapades. "Yes, sir." I admitted.

There was no embarrassment found as I answered him, I was slowly starting to embrace my own. sexuality and owning it and it felt good to do so. His hand on my stomach trialed upward. Own stroking my fles flesh and his fingers circled just on the outside of my areola, making my nipples stiffer as my areola knotted together. The soft touch of his fingers lulled me into a false sense of calmness and my head slowly tipped back and rested against his chest as he played with my skin. Neither of them commented on my change of pose which told me they didn't care for me to maintain it any longer, not that I could do more than move my head either way. My eyes closed I automatically, allowing me to feel the eyes of the three men on me like a phantom touch. I could feel Riccardo's hand tickling me as he caressed me soothingly and I could feel the cold air surrounding us and how my body's temperature rose with each minutes. Every sensation was heightened without my sight, like my other sense overcompensate because of the loss of another. I wondered how it would feel to not only be unable to see but also lose lose the ability to hear. If I felt everything so strong with one of my sense gone, how would it be would it be with another one taken away? I hoped I would experience that at one point in time. "Such a beautiful submissive." Marshall purred, most definitely taking in the sight of mr relaxing against his best friend's touch.

How was it like for these men to share a woman with not one but two friends? Did it turn them on to watch? Did they feel jealous that it is not their hands on me or their ***ks inside me? I gasped when Riccardo's hand on my breasts grew rougher as he grasped it in his hand and started massaging it.

"You have the most perfect breasts." He said, holding one almost possessively as if he owned that part of me and he did.

Not just him, though but all of them. They owned my body in a way no one else could and it showed in the way I reacted to their touch, like theirs were meant to be on me.

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second. I opened my eyes to see Riccardo's hand holding my breast while Marshall sucked on the tip, almost like he was feeding on me. Something about the sight had my p****y squeeze with the thought of what it would be like if I actually was feeding him. I meant, it should have been a gross thought but I was too far gone to feel anything but desire. My body shuddered as I felt Riccardo's other hand gliding down between my legs, stroking my neatly trimmed mound before moving to where I needed him the most. My c*** C***was swollen with need and I moaned at the slightest touch, he teased me with his barley- there touch, knowing it wouldn't take much to get me to o**m. My body had been gearing up for it for quite some time now, it felt like I had been standing on the edge of a cliff for too long and I all I needed was a little push, just one small nudge to me off. A kneeing sound escaped me as I balanced on the edge and Riccardo chuckled behind me, his chest rumbling with humor at my desperation. Not content with being only a spectator any longer, Kingston slid his own hand down the back of

for us, begging for us to use it. Do you want that, baby girl? Do you want us

your little ***t what it craves?" His voice was unnaturally gruff and I d***n

I begged, my body was so high strung and I didn't care about the promised pleasure that would soon feel like torment.

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collective touch on instinct. .we did promise è her punishment and I say we give it to her." Riccardo voiced his opinion with darkness in his otherwise soft voice. "And don't think this won't be a punishment, little

be too

My mouth opened on a low moan as he kept going, only when he closed his eyes did I lean my head back against Riccardo's shoulder and closed my own eyes. He

hell, I will never get tired of this." He practically growled as he attacked my p***y with his mouth, his