C51 Chapter 51: Touched by my Mafia husband: his Fingers in my cunt.

“Each time I touch you, you get tighter, sweeter. This body of yours is a drug and I can’t quit." His words were raw as he bit my thighs.

His hand slid down, his fingers grazing my clitoral area, making my body jolt, heat exploding within me. My muffled cries fought the tight gag over my lips.

He doesn’t slip a finger in yet but flicks my clit—relentless, precise—making my body tremble