Page 80 of The Bratva's Forbidden Pregnancy

“What’re you doing to me?” I moaned abruptly as his tongue slid down to my ass, the tip licking up my hole. It felt like my entire nervous system was shutting down as my body vibrated.

The pleasure was growing more and more intense by the minute, crippling my legs and freezing my brain.

It felt so good, and he wouldn’t stop; he kept licking until my asshole was slippery enough to accommodate his finger.

“Fuck,” I said, twisting and twirling as he pushed his finger deep inside my ass.

His mouth returned to my cunt, and he resumed eating me up while fingering my ass at the same fucking time. He sucked my pussy with rapid movements and dug faster into my ass as if to stimulate my pussy into….

“Oh, my God, I think I’m gonna cum!” I announced.

With his free hand, he rubbed his fingers over my clit, troubling it until….

“Fucckk!” I dragged the word out as my pussy expelled its juice.

My legs were trembling in the air, and I was shaking from all that pleasure.

Did he just make me cum with his fingers and tongue?

Without waiting a moment longer, he climbed on top of me and penetrated my hot pussy. It was practically on fire, but I wanted his cock deep inside me. He fucked me in that position, and I clasped my legs around his waist with my arms around his neck.

“Fuck me harder, daddy!” I said, pleading with my eyes.

The bed itself was shaking, as if about to tip over.

“Yes, faster!” I raked my nails into his back in a bid to curtail the feeling invading my body.

He lifted my leg, clutching it in his elbow as he hit me the way I wanted, harder and faster.

My moans were growing louder and louder, and so he sealed my lips with a kiss that I could not resist. The heat of passion was overwhelming, and I just couldn’t get enough of that cock.

“It’s so deep,” I cried, tearing my lips from his.

He continued to thrust at a quicker pace, his cock constantly ramming against my G-spot.

“Don’t stop! Keep going! Please, don’t stop!” I begged, feeling like I was cumming again. “I’m almost there.”

“Me, too,” he replied, fucking me so fast that my titties bounced like they were about to fall off my chest.

He groaned deeply, and I knew he was climaxing; so was I.

“Fuck! I'm cumming!” he said, his voice thick and so masculine.

“Yes, please. Do it inside me. I want it. I want it all,” came my reply.

He was my husband now; he could freely cum in me whenever he wanted.

With a loud cry, my pussy started to squirt, the liquid splashing as his groin slapped against mine.

He let out a husky groan, and I clung to him so tightly, my feet locking behind him as he filled my pussy with his load. Deeper and deeper, he pushed inside me, and I received every drop of cum he deposited.

The tension died down, and we were both out of breath, dampened in our sweat.

He caressed my hair and kissed my forehead, then my lips.

“I love you, Vladimir Wolkov,” I said, wiping his moist face.

“I love you, too, Sienna Wolkov,” he replied.

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