The Mafia Boss and The Baker

The soft drizzling of the rain outside created a cool and comfortable atmosphere for those indoors to chill and relax. In a lavished penthouse apartment in one of the tall skyscrapers in the city, two figures can be seen partaking in the carnal exploit of the flesh. Soft moans filled the dimly lit room, the rustling of sheets and the creaking of the bed accompanying it. Wet and lewd squealing sounds synchronised with the loud slapping of skin on skin as the burly figure, who was caging the smaller one on the velvet coloured covered bed, seeked both of their pleasure. “Hai- Haider!” A voice moaned out, their voice cracking due to the roughness of their throat. That and the wet spot on the bed proved that the two had been going at it for a while – the room soaked in the scent of the their s****l exploration and actions. “So divine~” A deep voice grunted, almost crooning deeply in obvious delight and pleasure. “You’re so deliciously tight as always, Oriana.” Oriana her bottom lip, her eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy. Drool trailed down the corner of her lips, and tears of pleasure trailed down her cheeks. Her tan coloured skin was peppered with marks and bites, all gotten from the possessive male above her. Slick ran down from her stuffed p***y to the bed, staining the already ruined sheets more. Her breasts bounced with the tempo of Haider’s thrusts, her entire firm shaking from overstimulation as her g-spot got pounded by Haider’s c**k again and again – the snaps of his hips unrelenting. “Hn! Nngh! Oh god! No more- ah! Haider no more~” Oriana cried out, her back arching a little as she clenched the sheets tightly. She tired to close her legs but Haider removed one of his hands from the position it was caging her head, and grabbed hold of her legs and raised it up. “Now, now~” Haider started, looking into her teary eyes with a roguish smirk. “I haven’t yet have my fill, Anna.” He leaned down and purred, “Bare with it, Princess.” And he pulled her into a smearing kiss, causing drool to escape the corner of her lips. When he pulled back, a string of saliva connected them and it broke seconds later. Haider looked down at the lewd vision Oriana made – her short hair tussled, her cheeks flushed, her beautiful jade eyes dazed and filled with tears of pleasure, and her pierced tongue lolling out towards him. Oriana was the picture perfect painting of a goddess swimming in debauchery – her skin a beautiful canvas of his marks of possession. With a growl, Haider raised Oriana’s leg higher and once again caged her body with his – his forearm on the bed above her head. He buried his face into her neck as he resumed thrusting into her, his tempo harsh and hard. Her beautiful cries and mewls became louder as he thrust deeply into her and peppered her neck with kisses and bites. Oriana was in cloud nine. Her entire being was being shaken by Haider’s unrelenting thrusts – her core quaking and overstimulated by the feral attention he bestowed onto her. His c**k kept on hitting her g-spot, his aim harsh and true. Her voice was now hoarse, her throat sore after having been f****d by Haider an hour again. Her nails raked Haider’s back as she searched for purchase not to lose her mind in the waves of back breaking pleasure being thrown at her. Haider had stamina and he didn’t shy away from using it on Oriana. The two had been going at it for one and a half hour now and Oriana was beyond exhausted and overstimulated. She felt stuffed, having being filled up by Haider’s c*m two now. She had had five orgasms and any more she was sure that she’d faint. Her lower abdomen felt tender, but then again Haider’s c**k had been poking her there – the man trying hard to f**k into her womb and fill her with his children. For one of his stoic nature and apathetic personality, Haider sure had shocking kinks – but Oriana won’t have him any other way. With a loud grunt, Haider sat up – bringing Oriana with him. She automatically wrapped her legs around his waist, her hands still on his ripped and taut tattooed back. “By the gods, you’re so beautiful.” Haider growled out as his looked up at Oriana’s debauched face. “I’ll never give you up. Never.” “Go- ahn! Good! Cause I’m not going anywhere. Your ass is stuck with me now!” Oriana panted out, a large grin on her lips - which melted away when she moaned as a particularly harsh thrust from Haider his her. “Oh! f**k! Oh my god! Ahn! Mmh-“ Oriana buried her fingers into Haider’s waist long hair ( the locks free from his usual braid and spilling over his shoulders and back in a beautiful chestnut waterfall) and pulled him into a rough kiss – the two battling for dominance. Of course Haider won, his tongue taking to mapping out Oriana’s mouth and f*****g it – saliva running down their joint mouths. Haider had a strong grip on Oriana’s ass cheeks as he brought her up and down his c**k. His biceps flexed due to the use of his strength. The two separated from their kiss and Oriana buried her face in Haider’s neck, her bouncing breast sticking to his body and her sensitive n*****s (which have been bitten, pulled and played by Haider) rubbed against his strong body. Her hold on Haider became strong as she once again felt her o****m coming with tough ferocity. “Cumming! I’m- oh! Ahn! Nngh! Oh god I’m cumming!” Oriana cried out and Haider’s thrust increased. It wouldn’t have been possible, for him to still have a way to make his thrusts harder than they were – but then again he wasn’t exactly human. Oriana’s eyes snapped open when she felt something different about this o****m. It felt as if- oh. Oh my god.