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hapter 130: You Have The Most Perfect Breasts Chapter 130: You Have The Most Perfect Breasts

Angelial

"Are you wet for us?" Riccardo asked, his question brought my attention to my drenched ***y and already swollen from our earlier escapades. "Yes, sir." I admitted.

There was no embarrassment found as I answered him, I was slowly starting to embrace my own. sexuality and owning it and it felt good to do so. His hand on my stomach trialed upward. Own stroking my fles flesh and his fingers circled just on the outside of my areola, making my nipples stiffer as my areola knotted together. The soft touch of his fingers lulled me into a false sense of calmness and my head slowly tipped back and rested against his chest as he played with my skin. Neither of them commented on my change of pose which told me they didn't care for me to maintain it any longer, not that I could do more than move my head either way. My eyes closed I automatically, allowing me to feel the eyes of the three men on me like a phantom touch. I could feel Riccardo's hand tickling me as he caressed me soothingly and I could feel the cold air surrounding us and how my body's temperature rose with each minutes. Every sensation was heightened without my sight, like my other sense overcompensate because of the loss of another. I wondered how it would feel to not only be unable to see but also lose lose the ability to hear. If I felt everything so strong with one of my sense gone, how would it be would it be with another one taken away? I hoped I would experience that at one point in time. "Such a beautiful submissive." Marshall purred, most definitely taking in the sight of mr relaxing against his best friend's touch.

How was it like for these men to share a woman with not one but two friends? Did it turn them on to watch? Did they feel jealous that it is not their hands on me or their ***ks inside me? I gasped when Riccardo's hand on my breasts grew rougher as he grasped it in his hand and started massaging it.

"You have the most perfect breasts." He said, holding one almost possessively as if he owned that part of me and he did.

Not just him, though but all of them. They owned my body in a way no one else could and it showed in the way I reacted to their touch, like theirs were meant to be on me.

"I agree," Marshall groaned from my side. Chapter 130: You Have The Most Perfect Breasts.

Riccardo squeezed my breasts in a way that I knew made the flesh jut out, almost like an offering and someone took him up on it. The feel of a month on my nipple had me moaning as they built up my arousal, making me needier by the second. I opened my eyes to see Riccardo's hand holding my breast while Marshall sucked on the tip, almost like he was feeding on me. Something about the sight had my p****y squeeze with the thought of what it would be like if I actually was feeding him. I meant, it should have been a gross thought but I was too far gone to feel anything but desire. My body shuddered as I felt Riccardo's other hand gliding down between my legs, stroking my neatly trimmed mound before moving to where I needed him the most. My c*** C***was swollen with need and I moaned at the slightest touch, he teased me with his barley- there touch, knowing it wouldn't take much to get me to o**m. My body had been gearing up for it for quite some time now, it felt like I had been standing on the edge of a cliff for too long and I all I needed was a little push, just one small nudge to me off. A kneeing sound escaped me as I balanced on the edge and Riccardo chuckled behind me, his chest rumbling with humor at my desperation. Not content with being only a spectator any longer, Kingston slid his own hand down the back of my legs. In a move I hadn't anticipated, he grabbed a hold of the back of my knee and lifted my leg in the air, baring my p*****y for his friend's hand. I moaned as the cold air met my wetness gathered down t own there. While I wasn't embarrassed anymore, I did feel a bit of shyness at being opened up like this with my three dominants. I had been even more exposed that night in the club with all the strangers watching but there was an intimacy here with three men that I haven't experienced then. The air around us was charged in a way it hadn't been with others present. 'Riccardo continued to rub my cl****t carefully, teasingly and all I could do was take it even as he knew I wanted more, so much more. My eyes teared up with the desperation I felt and I knew this was only the beginning of the night. After all, they did plan on breaking my record for multiple or*s an****d now they were just teasing me only because they could. With the last hard suck from Marshall, he left my nipple and moved to stand in front of me and gave me a sly smile before kneeling on the floor and his head directly to my p***y. I watched as he took in my p**y and the juices running down my legs, he looked up and his eyes sparkled with mischief and desire.

"Your p*****y is dripping for us, begging for us to use it. Do you want that, baby girl? Do you want us to

give your little ***t what it craves?" His voice was unnaturally gruff and I d***n bear painted at the sound of his own desire seeping into his words.

"Yes," I almost sur pleas sobbed in response. I wanted that, sir. Please." I begged, my body was so high strung and I didn't care about the promised pleasure that would soon feel like torment. You Have The Most Perfect Breasts.

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What do you say, guys? Sho Should we show her who is in charge of this p*****y?" He cupped me as he asked the question, pressing Riccardo's fingers against my cl**. The added pressure on my nub had me pressing against their collective touch on instinct. .we did promise è her punishment and I say we give it to her." Riccardo voiced his opinion with darkness in his otherwise soft voice. "And don't think this won't be a punishment, little one because it will be soon enough." Kingston whispered harshly.

Holy hell, I knew Kingston spoke the truth, no matter how much I wished for it now, soon enough my nerves would be shot, just one slight touch from either of them would be too much and they would still force me to accept it. Let's just hope I survived the night because some part of me was terrified of the strong sensation I would be forced to feel.

Marshall leaned forward and licked a straight line from my slit to my c****t, all the while keeping his eyes on mine and taking in my expression. My mouth opened on a low moan as he kept going, only when he closed his eyes did I lean my head back against Riccardo's shoulder and closed my own eyes. He lapped me up, each swipe of his tongue grew more frantic than the next and my breath caught at the sensation I felt as he lost himself to my taste.

"Holy hell, I will never get tired of this." He practically growled as he attacked my p***y with his mouth, his hands moved to my hips and kept me perfectly still. He ate me out like he couldn't get enough of me.

Kingston was still holdin

my leg up high, opening me to his friends. If it hadn't been for Riccardo at my back, this position would have been more brutal to keep. While Marshall sucked my ***t into his mouth, Riccardo had moved on to my breasts, massaging them and pinching my nipples. Stings of pleasure shot from my nipples directly to my **c*it and I cried out. "Can I c****m, sir?" I gasped, not really knowing which of them I spoke to and just hoping that whichever response would give me permission. This or****m has been a long time coming and there was no holding it back after their endless teasing.

"C****m for us." Marshall rasped and sucked hard on my ***t, making me see stars.

Pleasure wrenched its way through my body, leaving me a shuddering mess as a loud moan slipped from my lips. Marshall didn't stop what he was doing and continued to give me pleasure even as my body cried for him to give me a break. It didn't take long until I had another o***m formed.

Moving from my sensitive nub, he stiffened his tongue and f**** me with it, trying to get as far inside me as he could. MY Possessive Mafia Men