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Small whimpers escaped her throat as she bounced up and down on my dick.

“If you don’t keep quiet, you’ll wake my men,” I whispered in her ear.

She tightened around me and clutched my shoulders harder.

“I bet a dirty little slut like her would like that,” Laila hummed, finally relaxing into the degradation.

Last night, I hadn’t felt as if she was comfortable with it. But this morning, it came out almost naturally.

Sage gazed over at Laila, pussy clenched tightly around me. “L-Laila …”

“Tell her how much you fucking love it,” I growled into Sage’s ear, taking a fistful of her hair and pulling it back. “Tell my wife how good her husband’s cock feels inside you, how much you want my cum.”

Whimpering, Sage grabbed on to me tighter. “P-please, Constantino …”

“Keep her quiet, Laila,” I hummed.

Laila smirked, her eyes hazy, and moved closer to Sage. Sage glanced over at my wife while I plowed into her. Laila dipped her hand between Sage’s legs, almost immediately finding her clit and rubbing the sensitive bud back and forth.

“Please,” she whined softly.

“Poor baby is begging for it,” Laila said, dipping a thumb between Sage’s nude lips.

“P-p-please,” Sage whimpered. “I-I won’t b-be able to stay q-quie—”

Sage dipped her head and bit my shoulder harshly, a drawn-out whine coming from her throat. Laila rubbed Sage’s pussy even faster, back and forth and back and forth, making Sage clamp down hard around me.

Laila wrapped her free hand around Sage’s chin and pulled her closer, slipping her tongue into her mouth and kissing her. Sage stiffened, her pussy tightening harder and harder and harder until …

Entire body trembling in my hands, Sage threw her head back and came hard. “H-holy s-s-shit,” she moaned, lips parted and eyes rolled back far into her head.

Her pussy convulsed around me, and I could do nothing but fill it.

With every last goddamn drop of my cum.

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laila

Constantino: Be ready in ten.

I readjusted black bikini in the mirror, eyeing the gold chains that snapped together behind my neck, and frowned. Today, we were supposed to be relaxing on a yacht somewhere off the Amalfi Coast.

But I had changed into ten swimsuits and couldn’t find one that I liked.

My gaze dropped to my tits, and I frowned. They looked too small in this bikini.

Sighing, I crossed my arms and leaned against the bathroom counter. I scrolled through Bethany’s Instagram and tapped on a couple of her bikini selfies with her tits hanging out of them and stared at all the comments and likes she had because of her body.

After I peered back up into the mirror, my chest tightened. It wasn’t fair.

“Do you have—” Sage started from behind me.

“Sage!” I said, jumping up in surprise and scrambling to put my phone away.

As far as I knew, she didn’t particularly like Bethany, but if she saw the way that Bethany showed off her body online, she might change her mind. She might … might fawn over her the way that everyone else in this family did.

Sage’s gaze lingered on my phone, even after I stuffed it away, and she looked away. “S-sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you. Constantino said I should ask you if you have any sunscreen. I’m definitely going to burn.”

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