Italian brisket

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Mature content Arabella’s POV The lust in his eyes scared me but in a good way. I walked over to him with a smile on my face. “Like what you see Mr. Vincenzo,” I said in a soft voice. “You look so f*****g good.” Vincenzo was standing by the time I got close to him, he kept his hand on my waist while his other hand was holding my neck. “I want to kiss you, Bella.” His voice sounded like a whisper. I leaned in and captured his lips, his lips were warm. He kissed me back with more force, our tongue fought for dominance but he won, in a swift a moment I was on the bed and he hovered over me, my tiny towel was somewhere on the floor. He continued to kiss me, his large hands grabbed my boobs, softly pinching my n*****s. I moaned out a f**k. He kept teasing my hands while his other

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