The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize by M C

The Four Mafia Men and Their Prize.

37 – Please

Aurora POV

Darkness. All I see is darkness. I tried opening my eyes, but I couldn’t. My other senses started to become more apparent. Something soft is covering my eyes, keeping the darkness. A blindfold. I tried to move my hands to remove the covering, but I was met with resistance.

Soft padded cuffs on my hands above my head. But what shocked me the most was the overwhelming sensation of hands. Hands everywhere on my body, four sets of hands to be exact. Soft caresses on my skin, light as a feather, constantly moving.

My body feels like it’s on fire and my core is throbbing. Hands caress my breasts, light squeezes and fingers circle my nipples, giving them slight twists and pinches, making them hard peaks. Hands trace every inch of my skin: up my arms, my neck, over my legs, around my hips and stomach, underneath to my ass with gentle squeezes that only

inflame my growing need for more.

These hands are always getting close to my wet aching core but never close enough to where I desperately want attention. My clit is pulsing, begging to be touched. I constantly let out a mewl, a squeak, a soft moan. I cannot put words in my mouth, only sounds. I arch my back at the sensations and cannot concentrate on a single hand.

I finally find my voice when a few hands continue to torture the upper part of inner thighs, so close to my lower lips that I am sure are glistening with wetness. I open my legs further, inviting the touches that are setting my insides ablaze.

I hear a few soft chuckles and feel the bed beneath me shift slightly, hands never leaving my body.

“Such a beautiful slut you are.” a sultry baritone voice whispers near my ear. Their hot breath against my neck sends shivers down my spine straight to my core. I can only bob my head in agreement and let a soft whimper.

“Tell us how wet our little whore is” said another raspy seductive voice. If I were Jell–O, I’d be in a puddle right now. A feel a sharp sting on the inside of my thigh, close to my center. I let out a gasp. “Answer me slave.” The voice commands.

“Yes… Yes sir. I’m your wet whore.” I mumble out. My mind is muddled, I need to come so badly. I need a r desperately.

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girl.” I’m praised by another voice close to my other car. A bite to my earlobe and then a lick. I can’t help but bite my lower lip trying to contain my

are teasing me too much. The pressure inside is building and I need

with the blindfold

it into words.

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I let out a whimper of displeasure. No!

stop.” Says

I can’t take it anymore” I scream. “Please. Please fuck me! Fuck me with your fingers, your tongue, your big cocks. I don’t care.

it?” one of the voices comments. I can hear the smirk in his remarks.

rougher. Sot yet dominant lips find mine. I kiss them back eagerly. both of us fighting for control but he easily overpowers me. I tasted a hint

hot lips on my left nipple and I arch my back as I feel those lips suck my breast into his mouth. ravishing each cell. A hand teases and punches my other nipple hard and palms my breast, kneading it giving me utter bliss. I feel my body begin to tremble.

mouth alternates on my breasts, one is kissing my sweet spot on my neck. hiting and sucking leaving a trail of stings and bliss. A mouth on

fingers push in and out at a fast pace, his long strong fingers curling and biting that special

I obey without hesitation. I see stars behind my closed eyes as my body continues to shake and my pussy throbs as I ride my euphoric climax. Once I come back to earth, hands see semoved and I feel the

breathing hard and feel blissfully lightheaded. “We aren’t done yet sweetheart Ben cos and I look around to see four sets of lustful

He tits my head him and I see admiration in his eyes. I feel something

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the soft wet tip already dripping for me. I lather the edges using my one and tease the head, loving the sounds I hear. I move my tongue down

pump them slows, squeezin them occasionally making them

together for friction because I am already feeling wet again. I begin to slows take more into my mouth until I reach the base, the tip is now hitting the back of my throat before I pull almost all the out and take it back again.

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I was made to take such a delectable treat. I move

a fistful of hair and begins to fuck my mouth generously and hard. I start to gag