LEONE
“Enjoying the show, Leone?” she teases, a slight pout on those luscious lips as she rolls her hips back onto Milo, who anchors his hands on her waist and thrusts upward, burying himself deep inside her.
She gasps as he drives up into her, and I press my lips in a line while she throws her head back, lost in ecstasy. Milo sits up slightly, his palms finding her breasts, kneading them roughly. The little minx is messing with us both, a dangerous game with only one outcome.
“You like watching, don’t you?” she purrs, flicking her smoke onto the wet ground. My eyes roam over her naked body to where their bodies join.
“Good because it’s his p***y now,” Fallon smirks, her eyes flashing with defiant triumph as she rides Milo reverse cowgirl. Her body is a sight to behold, each curve and
