PIETRO GIACOMETTI
PERFECT.
Right now, everything didn't just SEEM perfect. Everything WAS f*****g perfect. Caily, licking my c*m off her lips as her eyes looked up at me, waiting for an answer to her question.
“Right… I am going to rub your p***y until you c*m. And I am going to rub it so well with the c**k you are so f*****g obsessed with.”
Her lips parted slightly, eyes widening in sheer delight.
I pulled her up from her knees and held onto her waist as I lifted her to stand on her jelly feet.
A hand to her waist and the other wrapping around her neck.
“When next I f**k your throat, I am going to have my hand wrapped around your f*****g throat and will feel the bulge each time I thrust in you.”
The look of anticipation on her face grew. I took a step closer to her, pressing
