Page 68 of Twist Me

I gripped my cock and stroked the length with my hand, moaning at the heat blooming on my Little Lamb’s cheeks.

“Beg me, Little Sinner. Beg me to give you this rock-hard cock.”

She laughed, but it didn’t sound right. There was uncertainty and something else in her voice.

Stroking myself again, I gripped the tip and slid the skin over my head. The girls beside me opened their mouths, ready to take me.

My brothers held tighter, and the grumpy cop coiled like a snake on the bed.

“Beg me, Ezello. And you can have me,” I moaned, again jerking my dick hard, letting my Little Lamb see every vein, every tanned smooth ridge.

“N-no,” she stuttered, trying to look away. I turned my attention to the kneeling redhead on the ground. Her open mouth was wet and warm. Grabbing her head, I plunged my dick into her mouth. She gagged instantly at my size. My eyes locked with the defiant prisoner on the bed. Letting the girl gasp for air, so I grabbed the other one, again thrusting my thickness into her mouth and ‘fucking out’ my rage on her throat. My eyes never left my stubborn Little Lamb.

“Fuck” she moaned, fidgeting with her feet and the manacle on her ankle.

“You want this, baby?” I groaned, pulling free of the whore’s mouth and showing her my dripping cock.

“I said fucking beg for it.”

She was panting, her body rolling with need. I nodded to my brothers, telling them silently to get the fuck off my girl.

I took slow steps toward my Little Lamb, throwing her legs open and grinding my body into her. I ripped her pants off of her—the fabric fraying into a tattered mess around her thighs and legs.

She was glistening. Her body was so wet and ready to take me. The sounds of my brothers and their sluts moaning and pounding echoed around us. I didn’t care. There was only one defiant woman I wanted under me.

I grabbed Ezello by the throat and got right into her face, my dick pulsating on her clit as the scorching touch of her inferno made contact with my own.

“Fucking. Beg.”

“P-please,” she whimpered, trying to push her needy little pussy onto my head.

“Please, what?” I taunted, chuckling at how quickly she folded.

“Mercy. Goliath, mercy. Please. Fuck me!”

Her words were a detonator switch to the bomb inside my body. I gripped her hips and slammed into her needy cunt, instantly drenching me and her orgasm branding my body. The action was enough to drive me insane.

“You‘re not done. You’re going to come for every fucking ‘no’ you said to me.”

She gasped and took the pounding my body gave her. I flipped her on her stomach and fucked her tight little pussy until she again drenched me up to my chest.

“Mmm….I-I can’t. Too much!”

Taking her again from behind, I popped my finger in her mouth, making her gag as she came again.With my finger nice and wet, I slid it inside her asshole, her moans going into a crescendo of screams and cries of pleasure.

“Goliath, oh fuck….”

She gripped me so hard I couldn’t stop myself from spilling every goddamn drop I had into her body.I slammed her onto her knees, the manacle clattering together, forcing her to suck my dick clean.

“That’s right. Take your punishment like a good fucking come-slut.”

Moaning my name again, I brought her face up to kiss her. The overwhelming need shocked me. Her taste of our combined pleasure was a salty-sweet combo.

“I fucking love the way you drench me, my good fucking girl.”

My Little Lamb looked at me, and her emotions seemed to drain away from her at that moment. She wrapped her legs around me, trying to hold me to her. Her eyes looked determined as she grabbed my face and pulled my lips to hers.

“I know Goliath. I know you are innocent. I never doubted you were, but I finally have proof. I meant it when I said I was going to get you free, and now…” She reached into her bra and pulled out folded papers. “You are.”

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