Marcus pulled her on top of his lap as he settled down on the chair
Her naked wetness rubbing against his trousers, his c**k aching to get free out of the clothes which separated them
"Can I ask you something?" She whispered against his lip
Pulling her head away when he leaned in for a kiss
He took in a sharp breathe which she took as an approval
"Your fam…
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He cut her off, as he figured out what her question was going to be , as he bit down her lips achingly, forcing her to open
Give him the access he was seeking
Sometimes he wondered what he see in her that she's still alive
"quanto parlerai"(how much you will talk )"Marcus said ,as
he smirked against her lips as he brought his hands pinching her n*****s , causing her to moan out loud
Her mouth gasped , when
