MY Possessive Mafia Men novel Chapter 132

MY Possessive Mafia Men

Chapter 1*3**2: Your A** Is Made Just For Me

Chapter 1*3**2: Your A***Is Made Just For Me

Angelia

Marshall pulled his pants next and I could see he once again had gone commando, his d** slapped against his stomach as soon as his pants were out of the way. It was angry red and the vein underneath his d**k was bulging and his tip leaked with precum. I licked my lips, suddenly desperate to taste him. Having seen the look in my face, he chuckled.

“Not this time, baby girl.” He said.

While the other two were watching, he climbed up on the bed and spread my legs before situating himself between them. His d***k resting against my overly swollen and beyond drenched p**y. Leaning down, he whispered in my ear.

“We are going to take turns with you.” He said, making my sensitive c***t throb even more.

“We will ****k you raw until we are satisfied. How does that sound, a little submissive?” He grinned. himself against me then, sliding between my lips and rubbing my c**t with his d***k.

“Yes, please, sir.” I cried out in a h***e whisper, unable to make any sound beyond that.

I was already well into exhaustion but I still had some energy left to give if it meant I could have them. He pressed my legs even further apart as he situated his tip against my entrance and with a harsh thrust, he bottomed out and I gasped at the fullness of him inside me.

“F***k,” he cursed.

“You feel like f***g heaven wrapped around my d***k.”

When he was like this, there was no sign of the sweet and carefree man, in his place was the other half of him. His dominant side, I could hear the change in his voice and feel it in the air around me. He f*** me with forced thrusts, his skin hitting mine as he slammed inside. He didn’t give me a break to get used to his size but the pain mixed in with the pleasure only aroused me more. My breath was ragged and harsh as my chest rose and fell at rapid speed. Already, my or***m was building from my eyes and the intense pleasure was nearing unbearable but I wanted this. I wanted them and nothing could stop me, not even painful pleasure.

“Oh my goodness,” I cried, feeling him hit the end of me time and time again.

There was no slow and steady like the morning I had with him not long ago but f**k if I didn’t
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like this just as much, if not more. I loved the way he handled me and took charge of my body and

he elicited in me was something I never wanted to be without.

the ecsta

“You feel so good.” He mumbled between pants.

“You are strangling my d***k with that tight p*** of yours.”

His hand wedged himself between our bodies and found my c***, knowing how sensitive I was, he didn’t put too much pressure on it. But it still felt too much, it almost stung as he rubbed it but he managed to make it feel good as well. I didn’t know when my eyes had fallen closed but when I opened them, it was to see him staring down at me with the most intense fervor gaze. Something passed between us in that second as I looked up at him. Something that made my pounding heart stop for just a brief while, a devotion.

“Cum for me, baby girl. Let me feel your p***y milk my d**k dry.” He commanded s his movement became jerky and I f***g c**m.

My p***y clamped down around his d***k and a raspy cry ripped out of me. The o***sm was powerful and I couldn’t think as the euphoric feeling spread across my body. He pumped into me and I could feel his d****k swell just before he c*m too. His weight was on me for a short while as he calmed down and collected himself. Thank goodness for that because he gave me time to collect myself as well.