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Testarossa Di Toscana
Date: 7/26/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: gilrenard, Rating: 17, Source: LushStories
stop calling me a pig.” I reached to the table where she had set the bowl on and grabbed a fig. I crushed the fig in my hand and slapped one of her perfect tits. I rubbed the fig over her tit and sucked on her, soft, full tit. I licked and bit her nipple. Adrianna moaned and gasped at the feel of mouth. She bit her lower lip and pulled my face in to her bosom. “Get on your fucking knees, whore,” I growled. Adrianna hungrily obeyed. She wrapped her arms around my waist and smothered my cock with her face. She licked and kissed it from tip to balls. “Your cock is beautiful,” she panted. I crushed another fig in my hand and rubbed it over my balls, “Eat,” I growled. Adrianna lunged at my balls with her mouth and eagerly licked and sucked the smeared fig off my balls. When she had licked my balls clean, she grabbed my cock at its based and tried to suck the tip in to her mouth. I slapped her across the face and growled, “No.” She looked up at me and nodded. I dragged her by the hair and threw her on the bed. She turned on to her back and spread her legs wide. “Destroy my cunt with your big, beautiful cock. Make me feel like a woman. Please, Gil,” She begged in a raspy voice. I eased myself on top of her and placed the tip of my cock at the opening of her cunt. “Make me,” I growled. “Aeeeeiiiii! Gil, you are killing me. Please, please, please fuck me. Make me cum, I need to cum. Give me la piccola morte,” She begged, I could feel the painful urgency in her voice. “Beg me,” I ...