Page 12 of Entangled Mafia Princess

“Keep that tongue out,” he tells her after releasing her breast to adjust his crotch.

Envy swirls in my belly as I think of him fucking her. I want to be in her place.

He picks up a crop next and starts swatting her ass while she continues to fondle herself with her tongue sticking out.

“Ow!” she cries after the crop lands particularly hard against a buttock.

He strikes her again.

“Ow!”

“I told you to keep that tongue out,” he tells her, grabbing a nipple and pulling it hard.

“Detener!”

“Wuss,” I mutter beneath my breath.

“Lay down,” the Dom instructs, setting aside the crop. “Take off the thong and spread your legs so everyone can see your pussy.”

I don’t want to see her goods, but I don’t want to miss a thing he does to her.

He hands her a dildo. “You can fuck yourself but no coming until I say you can.”

She works the dildo into herself. He unbinds her breasts and pulls her toward him so that her head hangs off the edge of the bench. He undoes his buckle and unzips his pants.

Yum, I silently purr when he pulls out his stiff cock.

If I had arrived at the club earlier I might have had the chance to pair with him. If only I had known this guy existed…

He places his cock between Carmen’s breasts, which he pushes together. While he fucks her tits, she fucks herself with the dildo and rubs her clit.

“I’m going to come, Maestro,” she mumbles.

He grabs her hands and has her hold her tits in place. The dildo remains in her pussy while he thrusts faster. He pulls out just before coming and sprays his cum over her orbs. Reaching for the dildo, he works it in and out of her.

“Can I, Maestro? Por favor?” she pleads.

“Puedes.”

With a grunt, she comes, spasming on the bench, a foot slipping beneath her.

“Gracias, Maestro,” she sighs.

“Again,” he says.

“What’s that?”

He places her hand on the dildo. “Make yourself come again.”

I watch as he replaces his cock and pants while Carmen fucks herself some more with the dildo. He pulls her knees further apart to expand the view between her legs. It takes several minutes for her to pant her way to a second orgasm, aided by some heavy clit petting.

“Get up,” he says, pulling her up by the hair after she lays still for several beats.

He seems to have just the right amount of roughness to his movements, not too much that it appears uncontrolled but enough that Carmen winces as she gets to her feet.

“Bend down and grab your ankles,” he orders.

She does, and I can see her pussy lips beneath her ass. He’s not done with her yet?

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