Page 210 of The Mob 2: Shio Cuppacio

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“No voy a parar, nena. Te sientes tan bien. Te sientes tan bien envuelta alrededor de mi pene. (I’m not going to stop, baby. You feel so good. You feel so good wrapped around my dick.)”

Shio’s Spanish was so good. It was so sexy. He was so fluent as if it were his first language. And his tone and accent had my middle drenching as he continued sliding in and out.

“Todavía no he entrado del todo y se siente perfecto.(I haven’t gone all the way in yet, and it feels perfect.)”

“¿Perfecto?”My nails dug into his back.

“Fuckin’ perfecto, baby. You so fuckin’ sexy. So fuckin’ pretty.”

I closed my eyes, his body feeling so good pressed against mine.

“Abre los ojos, cariño. Necesito que me veas. Necesito verte.(Open your eyes, baby. I need you to see me. I need to see you.)”

I peeled my eyes open. His own eyes were watery, and I had to blink to make sure I wasn’t making it up in my head.

“Te amo, Solana.”

“Hahhh,” I gasped as he continued his pace, feeling everything times a million. He was stretching me but the pain no longer mattered; his words did.

“Shhh… Shio.”

“I love you, Solana. I fuckin’ love you.”

“Te amo, Shio. Te he amado desde el día en que te sentaste a la mesa de mi padre.(I love you, Shio. I loved you since the day you sat at my father’s dinner table.)”

“Fuuuuck! I love when you speak Spanish, baby. Got my dick so hard. You feel so gotdamn good, Solana.”

“I thought…” I was panting as his dick expanded even more inside of me. “I thought you didn’t like it.”

He kissed me again, his lips covering my plump ones completely. “It ain’t too much about you that I don’t like.” He stuck his nose in my neck and placed his hand between my legs. “I’m gonna make it feel good for you, baby. You may not come, but some of the pain will be an afterthought.”

He began thumbing my clit, and he was right, the pleasure outweighed the little pain I still felt. I didn’t feel that budding pressure anymore; I only felt full. Very full.

“You ovulating, so I need to pull out. But, fuck!”

His body began to shiver as he began to pushed himself into me harder. I was moaning so much that my mouth had gone dry.

Licking my lips, I asked, “But, what?”

“But I can’t pull out. You feel too good. Fuuuuuck, baby. You feel too fuckin’ good. My list is ’bout to get even longer.”

Shio’s lips met mine while his movements sped up. He felt harder inside me than just a minute ago. It was almost as if a steel pipe that was covered in slime was being thrust up my vagina. I couldn’t keep up with his thrusts, even if I tried. The pain and pleasure were confusing me, and I couldn’t stop my body from quivering or my throat from releasing sounds of ecstasy.

“Pussy… so… fuckin’ perfect. Shit.” His body bucked and then stiffened, and I felt a stream of fluid shoot inside of me.

That felt good, and I couldn’t help but feel whatever he was feeling. He slid out of me slowly, still trying to catch his breath, but he continued thumbing my bud. When he was all the way out, I felt relieved, but instead of him getting up, he latched onto my right breast while he continued to rub circles on my bud.

“I need you to come, baby. I want you to feel what I just felt.” He bit down on my nipple, and my back arched as his thumb raced against my moans.

“Yesssssssssssssss, Shio!”

“Come for me, baby. Make that pretty-ass pussy cream.”

“Ahhhh!” My stomach clenched and cramped, and as I came, I could feel some of the fluid he shot inside of me gushing out.

“Damn, ma.”

“W-What?”