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Always looking for her own release.
It’s fascinating.
Should I give her exactly what she wants?
My cock twitches in response.
Looks like she isn’t the only one who doesn’t want her punishment to end.
Chapter 17
ALESSANDRO CROUCHESin front of me, grasps my chin, and kisses away my tears. I look at him in surprise, and he smiles at me before getting up.
I can’t see him anymore, but I feel his hand on my bruised ass.
My shoulders tense. Alessandro glides his fingers over my skin, and then moves his hand up my back. He massages my shoulders as he presses his lips to my back.
A soft moan escapes my lips as he rubs and kisses, chasing away the knots in my tense muscles. It feels so damn good, and I’m almost sad when his fingers leave me.
Something cold drips onto my ass, making me shudder. Alessandro’s fingers splay over my cheeks, rubbing in whatever it is that he spilled over my skin.
It helps soothe my skin, and when his fingers move up and down my crack, the fire inside me burns even brighter and stronger.
His fingers slide to my pussy, and he flicks his finger over my clit, making me gasp.
I don’t want to think about why I’m reacting to what he’s doing to me the way I am.
I just want more.
But as his finger dances over my clit, I feel his other hand kneading my ass. More of something wet touches my skin, and then I feel Alessandro’s finger press against the puckered flesh of my back entrance.
My whole body goes stiff, even though he’s still toying with my pussy. The pressure on my ass increases.
No! What is he doing?
Why is he touching me there?
