radicalducati I DON'T CARE
I DON'T CARE
The tip of his finger touched her clit, which made her twitch a little.
“Anto…nio”.
Angela murmured hotly.
His fingers continued touching her. With every touch, her body reacted.
He didn't stop there,he continued rubbing her pussy in circular motions, rubbing her clitoris.
Angela made inaudibly soft moans. It was clear that she was trying her best to suppress the noises from her mouth.
She didn't want to sound like she was enjoying herself.
But that didn't last long as soon as two of his fingers went inside of her pussy, and that did it for her.
“Mmhhhhh!”
She let out a squeal.
“You seem to be getting out of your shell, your noise is drawing too much attention for someone who doesn't like to be watched.”
“It's your …fault”.
She snapped.
Antonio produced a small smile in return.
“Just… stop this please”.
She squealed.
“Look at that face, you don't want me to stop, pretty bad liar”.
He added another finger inside her.
“Fuck… stop!”
She cursed out.
Antonio laughed and gently slid his fingers out of her again, inducing a strong shiver from her body.
Not giving her any time to catch her breath he pushed his fingers back in again.
“Don't worry I will find your spot soon”.
He licked his lips and curled his fingers and made a ‘come hither’ motion, searching for her g-spot.
‘Come on where is that little sensitive button?”
He said huskily searching around.
Angela grabbed his hand trying to pull away, but he was stronger.
Suddenly, a loud awakening moan escaped from her throat, she threw her head back and her eyes snapped open.
Her trembling let go of Antonio's and grabbed the sides of the mattress.
Antonio face lightened with a wicked smile seeing that reaction.
“There you are…it feels so good right here, huh?"
Angela slowly opened her eyes with her face overly flushed from her sensitivity.
“No …it…it didn't”.
She replied trying to keep her voice steady.
“Liar”.
Antonio chuckled.
Angela looked away embarrassed as Antonio stared down at her intensely.
"Fuck! You should see your face Freckles Fucking sexy. No other man should ever see this side of you ever”.
He said huskily and stared at her again but this time with a possessive desire that burns into Angela's soul.
However, she had another possessed awakening as soon as he continued to stimulate her G-spot and went further to caress her clit with his thumb.
As time went on his fingers were becoming more wet covered with her love juices.
“Look at all these juices. It's time to taste them again, what do you say?”
He whispered as his fingers worked harder and faster on her pussy.
Angela knew she couldn't help it anymore.
No matter how she tried to fight back.
There's no way she could win over Antonio.
She grabbed his other wrist and brought it to her breast.
Antonio was surprised and met her eyes pleading and those red stains on her cheeks.
He smirked.
“A request? I don't take that but since you are so adorable…”
He pinched her little pink nipple and fed on her breast while rubbing her clitoris in circles.
“Mmmhhhh”.
Angela's body squirmed and occasionally flinched. She bit her lips fighting back those demons manifesting in her.
“Mmmhhhh!.. I… I .am close…”
Antonio went on to put two fingers back inside of her wet little hole, and it wasn't difficult to get her G-spot again.
He finger fucked her until Angela cried out loudly.
“It's…coming… you have to stop please!”
She screamed, but to no avail.
He pushes his fingers against the G-spot until the muscles of feminine nerves blast their signals up her spine, and she screams out in abject pleasure.
Her thighs tense and her toes curled.
“You make the sexiest sounds Freckles, I fucking love you”.
He whispered into her ears as her Orgasm continued to torture her.
Her Orgasm came in a ferocious rip that sends her back arching in a wrenching curve with its axis pivoted about her subdued pelvis.
She erupts a stream of feminine juices from her urethra and soaked the mattress beneath her.
Her hands claw at the sheets, and she screams louder and louder.
“There, there,” Antonio whispers lovingly, “That was just a taste of what’s to come. Are you ready to handle me?”
Angela didn't notice he was caressing her hair all through her orgasm verse until her body relaxed in involuntary submission.
“We are done…”
She breathed hotly, exhausted.
“Can I go home now?”
Antonio said nothing.
He pulled her up to her feet, Angela grabbed on iron bars for support and watched in silent as he replaced the soaked Mattress with a new one.
That could mean one thing.
He is not done with her!
“What?…”
She gasped in disbelief.
He grabbed and lay her down on the mattress.
“ I am satisfied already, I don't need this. I can't go any further”.
She snapped in protest.
“I don't care about your satisfaction but mine”.