Page 60 of Mafia Toy

Moaning against her pussy, I furrowed my brow, rubbed my clit harder, and nodded.

“Tell. Me. How. I. Taste.”

“Good,” I said against her pussy, my word muffled.

“What was that?” she asked.

Constantino chuckled darkly and dipped his head to kiss her collarbone. “Doll …”

“Good,” I repeated inaudibly.

“Are words hard when your mouth is busy with my pussy?” she asked, pulling away.

“Y-you taste so g-g-good,” I said, close to the edge.

“Good girl,” she praised, capturing my nipples between her fingers and tugging.

Wave after wave of ecstasy surged through my body. Despite my pussy pulsing, I continued to rub my clit, like Laila had demanded. She tugged a bit harsher on my tits and moaned against her husband.

“Did our little whore just come for us?” Constantino asked.

I opened my mouth to respond but could only moan.

Laila took my chin in her soft, small hand. “Don’t stop rubbing your pussy.”

Staring up at her, I rubbed myself harder while I jerked off her husband. She walked to her purse that she had set on the couch after she came into my apartment and pulled out the toy she had told me she had wanted to buy.

A double-sided dildo for us.

“Bring her here, Constantino,” she said, spitting on the toy to get it wet. She lay back on the couch, spread her legs, and pushed one side of it into her pussy.

Constantino stepped closer to me, taking my chin in his hand. “Open.”

I opened my mouth and hungrily took his hard cock down my throat, sucking as hard as I could while I continued to rub my clit, bringing me closer and closer to another orgasm.

He stepped backward, and I crawled after him, one hand buried between my legs. He moved back again, and I followed. Over and over until we reached Laila. She pumped the toy in and out of her cunt, watching me suck off her husband and furrowing her brow in pleasure for a moment.

“I bet she sucks your cock so well,” she said to Constantino, who grunted. “Come here.”

When Constantino pulled out of me, I crawled up onto the couch with her, lay down across from her, and lined my pussy up with the other side of the toy, continuing to rub my clit. Pleasure rushed through me.

“Closer,” Laila purred.

I scooted even closer until the head of the dildo pressed against my entrance. My heart pounded as Laila pulled the toy out of herself and pushed it into my tight pussy, watching the way my lips spread for it. She scooted a couple of inches closer to me and pulled it out, pushing it back into her. When I moaned, Constantino shoved himself back into my throat.

Clenching around the toy, I stared at the ecstasy on Laila’s face as she fucked us with the double-sided dildo. She moved the toy back and forth quickly, my juices beginning to cover her small fingers.

“Tell me you’re mine,” she ordered.

“I’m yours,” I murmured on Constantino’s cock, spit rolling down my chin. “All yours.”

“My little whore.”

“Your little whore,” I repeated inaudibly.

“You’re so precious,” she said almost condescendingly.

Andfuck …

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