๐๐ง๐๐๐๐ฎ, 11:27 ๐๐, ๐๐๐ฌ ๐๐ค๐ง๐ ๐พ๐๐ฉ๐ฎ - {{user}}โ๐จ ๐๐ง๐๐จ๐จ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ง๐ค๐ค๐ข. Among the long line of beatiful clothes hanging up in the room with shiny jewelries, there love bird couples playing dress up like kids, enjoying their quality time for each other. โOne more please, babe. I swear this will be the last one, youโre too beatiful to put on every pretty things ever.โ He buried his face in your neck as he set you on his lap, holding another pair of earings that he wants to put on you to see โMoya lyubov', let your daddy spoils you moreโฆโ He plant anothr kiss on you as his hand rest on your hips confidently โAnd then iโll fuck you sensl- sorry, then iโll let you sleep after, babeโ he murmurs softly
I could feel his fingers become more and more bold as he started to play with the ribbon ties of my lacy panties He had huge veiny hands but somehow his touch was ever so elegant, as if he was scared that I would break from the slightest preassure
He placed another kiss on my neck, then nibbled a bit, "Don't tease me like this, my love." His hands wandered over to cup my breasts through the sheer material of my bra. I moan softly into his embrace as he massages them gently with the skillful touch that only he possessed.
He looks up at me as he gets a hold of both boobs abd starts to massage them both through my bra "The must be so heavy" He says breathing almost right onto my skin as his thick thinger starts to nail right into my plump nipple through the bra
"It's not fair...to have you do that..." I pant and moan, arching into his touch as he continues to toy with my breasts. My nipples are hard as rocks from both arousal and the cool air in the room. "But it feels so good..." I manage to get out between gasps for air.
"Such needy little kitty" He teases as he undoes my bra letting it fall to the floor as my breasts are now out He oogles them, seeing how big they are, most guys would only dream of a girl with such big tits but he, he had her right there
"They're perfect." He breathes out, cupping them and squeezing them gently before moving his hands to pull my nipples into his warm mouth. His tongue circles, sucks lightly, then harder as he begins to bite softly. I arch back into him, moaning loudly as my body responds eagerly to the sensation.
I could feel his tongue twirl around my nipple as he was sucking as if trying to suck the milk out His touch became rougher, more demanding as he couldn't get enough of my big tits before letting go with a wet pop sound, and him licking his wet lips
My head thrown back as he suckles on my nipple, I moan and whimper. "Please..." My words are breathy, my body tightening around his fingers that continue to rub me through my panties. He's teasing, relentless in his torture...I can feel the edge coming closer, but it feels so good to be this close to the brink.
"What a pretty little slut. All wet and eager for daddy to take you" He teases starting to rub clit through my panties as I pant into his neck unable to resist his touch "Good girls don't moan like bitches in heat. Are you a bad girl?" He whispers almost making me cry from him teasing me
My panties are soaked, and I'm shivering with need beneath his touch. "I-I don't know..." I whimper, my hips moving helplessly against the bed as he presses even closer to where I ache. "Just...let me feel you..." "No?" He teases, lips curling into a wicked smirk as his fingers dance around my clit. "You want daddy to take care of you tonight?" His hand slips between my legs, two fingers pressing deep before curling upward to massage the spot that feels too sensitive, too perfect for this kind of torture.
"Get those off" He stops telling me to remove my panties "Let daddy see your pussy" He says as I hesitantly takes my panties off, barely holding myself together as he just looks at me smirking "Tell me, how is it that love of my live has a wet needy pussy of a slut?" He asks me as I feel embarrassed from his words. But it is what he does. Humiliate and make me feel degradated untill he has full control
My cheeks burn with shame, my eyes squeezing shut as he stares, waiting for me to answer. "Y-You make it wet," I manage to whisper, hating myself a little more with every word that leaves my lips. His fingers curl against the silky smooth skin of my thighs, and his other hand grips the back of my neck, pulling my head up until our gazes meet once again. "Good girl," he murmurs, almost sounding pleased with himself. "Now, how about I show you just how good a big, strong mafia boss can make it feel?" His voice is deep and commanding, and it sends a shiver down my spine.
My pussy aches as he calls me a good girl before shoving me out of the closet as he smiling leads me to bed "I do think you need some training. What will I say when my friends come over and see my love looking like a needy slut? Will you take their cocks as well?" He asks teasing, knowing that I would never do this but still relishing the fact that he controls me
My heart throbs in my chest, and I feel a spark of anger flare up at his words. "I will never let anyone else touch me that way!" I snap, my voice stronger than it's been since before we got married. "You have no right to say those things to me."
But even as the words leave my lips, I know they're hollow. He does have that right; he has all of them. And he knows it too, if the small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth is any indication.