A Night With The Mafia Boss

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we reached a stairs, we climbed up

it was strange but I couldn't think st

ed his powerful frame against me on the bed, taking my lips in his,

need between my thigh growing to th

kin.He drew a trail of kisses,soft nibbles and licks all the way to my breast,before gifting each of my nipp

fished out a silvery square and I watched as he expertly bit on the wrapping to tear it open, took out the condom and rolled it onto h

guiding it inside of me. He was so huge that I wondered

tried to free it, before sending my other hand. He caught it mid

ed himself fully inside of me,

dy was pressed against mine, his firm shapes were plastered on my soft ones, gliding and colliding,the h

tive bundle of nerves with each deep shove,the thick circumference of him madde

an imperious momentum, ramming hard into me over and ov

ach thrust,my needle-like heels digging into his lower back. I felt myself spasm around him and he slowed down groaning. I d

ased my wrist,but I was too weak to enjoy my newly found freedom of movement. Un

nother orgasm out of me. He kept his tender, rhythm for a

his shoulder and entered me in this new position, reaching deeper.i arched my back wanting

he used his hold on me to pu

away as he was, so one of my hands fisted the silky sheets while anothe

position was proving to be incredible. His entire upper body was fl

skin was glistening with sweat, looking like an oiled Greek Lord, his rough breathing and

d leaned forward to plaster himself on me with a groan, still half- kneeling. I held him ti

ondom. His hips jolted uncontrollably, his firm grip pressing me hard against him, animalisti

,my head fell back to

my breath shaking as I weakly rolled over o

the trash, " I can't get up", I signed

exhausted,I laid on the bed, pulling the

ound me pulling me close to them as I signed