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ground. My father was being a pussy and in my own office.

ather said. His black silk shirt exposing

on his fingers, a

ctate who I ma

t feared Mafia in Italy. My father's business was dangerous so my teenage years were not too soft. I had to take care of my four y

." I said, motion

ot getting

young for all o

ed and leaned down to speak in his ear. His face sq

e to herself and of course that is difficult." Papa boasted. I was used to this

ty tonight". He said, gettin

sh what we started Dario." He c

needed a drink. Some

**

I sat and watched the one with the short hair g

me caressing my chest. Despite her short, mouth watering dress, I knew she couldn

ted beer, it tastes like piss. The Vip was loud

rced smile, to let the ladies off my hook. I checked my wrist watch. I had to go back to her tonight- I hated

e, in an attempt t

calm. I didn't want to marry Gia Ravazzani. She was a bit

ht to the Mafia party?" m

Go ho

***

with everything going on in my life. Her dirty blonde hair gently cascaded down her back, she laid face down. I moved closer, trying not to wake her. She looked

d to look at her. She s

y if I wo

tay." "I ca

er there and then. She always did something to me. I felt it. Like the way

she snuggled closer.

ncentration to her t

love to fuck

orious and

el better?

lit

asked stroking

e been better with you

if I couldn

and safe in your arms." she said. I couldn't see her face c

one t

ich

safe, even

nd I didn't want to bring her into

was so much...so much ho

n no time, my phone came

we fou