Page 177 of Mafia Kings: Valentino

If we didn’t, the other servants would find them, which she absolutely didnotwant to happen.

Of course, today we were in a hotel room…

And it would be somebodyelse’sjob to change the sheets.

“OH, VAL – OH FUCK, OH VAL – OH MY GOD!” she cried out, thrashing her head back and forth.

I took that as a good sign and kept going –

Licking –

Sucking –

Rubbing –

“I’m going to come, I’m going to come!” she shrieked –

Which gave me just enough time to get my face out of the way.

But I kept rubbing her g-spot.

“OHHHHHHHHH!” she screamed.

Her entire body arched, her feet planted on the mattress, and her legs lifted her slightly up off the bed –

And hot liquid sprayed from her pussy, wetting my forearm, the sheets, and even the floor.

I stopped rubbing because I knew it was too much for her – too uncomfortable to keep going –

So I watched with a big grin as she collapsed on the bed, her entire body shuddering. Her breasts heaved on her chest as she gasped for breath, and her eyes rolled back in her head in ecstasy.

It was a whole minute later when she rolled her head over and opened her eyes.

It took a second for her to focus on me… but when she did, she smiled like she was both happy and exhausted.

“Oh… my… GOD,” she said, then laughed.

I laughed, too, then crawled up the bed until I was lying next to her.

We kissed for a bit, and then I asked, “What do you want now?”

Even though I couldn’t see it, I felt her hand wrap around my cock as she stared into my eyes.

“I want you inside me,” she whispered.

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Iloved squirting. I’d done it with a few guys in the past.

It was just this overwhelmingly intense pleasure –

This primal feeling of pleasure and letting go –

But afterwards, I was so ridiculously wet that I could barely feel a guy’s cock inside me.

That is, until I met Valentino.

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