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His fingers are stimulating every spot inside her! She hissed loudly, “Don't tease me like that!” Tears wet her cheeks as her lap quivered and convulsed. Antonio's teeth gleamed white as he gave her a predatory grin, swiftly sliding another finger in and thrusting slowly into her warm, creamy, and clenching channel, yet she still felt quite tight. “You forgot the magic word.” Angela had no choice. “My lord… Don't tease me like that.” Angela cried. Antonio smirked and leaned to suck on her full breasts, his hands fondling her erect nipples. Angela gasped and arched her back. “Is that a way to beg for more?” Antonio smiled at her, sucking more on her breasts, teasing her erect peach nipples with his teeth. Angela cried softly, tears rolled down the corners of her eyes as Antonio raised his face to meet hers. “If you don't say anything, I won't know what you want, Freckles, tell me where and where you would love me to touch.” Angela opened her mouth but nothing came out except from her pants and little moans. Antonio frowned. “Come on, say something. I want to get you ready. What would you like me to do to you?” He asked again, and his fingers went deeper into her. Suddenly, Angela gasped and her eyes widened. “There… that spot… my lord … there!” She breathed hotly. Antonio grinned at the request, stopped immediately at the spot and poked it. Angela gasped again. “Got it.” He whispered into her ear and kissed her neck as his fingers worked around the spot. Angela's eyes rolled back, she bit her lips and arched her hips, angling for a deeper entrance for his fingers. Antonio kissed the pulse on her neck and slowly moved down to feast on her breasts. Soft and chewy, he bit down on them, opening his mouth like a vacuum to suck every part into his mouth. “No…this is…is…my head is too much.” Angela's lips quivered. Suddenly, she felt the climax rippling through her, prolonging her pleasure. His finger curved and stroked against the sensitive muscles deep inside her. “Oh my…oh…. Oh, my….” she groaned and quivered, her eyes wet with pleasurable tears, shakily she covered her mouth not to scream. “Come on, scream my name.” Antonio grinned and licked her ear. Angela flinched and closed her eyes tightly. “Say it, say it, Antonio…no more, my lord.” He whispered again. “I want to hear you say my name out loud.” Angela's breathing ragged as he inserted his fourth finger forcefully. It surged in hotly to join the rest, the soft pad of his thumb caressing the sensitive soft flesh of her clit above. Twisting it softly round, round and round until Angela felt she would explode into a thousand pieces. “An… Anto…no…too…noooooh.” She cried out loudly, but not of pain, more like an unbearable pleasure, at the same instant. “Yes, my Queen,” Antonio smirked and claimed her lips fully into his, going harder and harder this time. “Your lips taste so delicious.” He breathed against her lips and kissed her again, and a hand pinched her nipples. “Please, don't do this…” she moaned. “Why not? Don't you like it?” He grinned and looked at her. Hesitation was written all over her face. She wasn't crying out of pain. She was crying out in pleasure, biting her lips. Her pussy clenched around his fingers, squeezing them. Antonio laughed. “I know that look, my fingers will go numb at this rate, don't relax and loosen up.” “Please…no more…” Angela opened her teary eyes to look at him. "You like it. Don't you deny it. FUCK, I can't help it, with you looking like that, you're so fucking hot," he gasped. He went back to torturing her again. His plan? To make her completely his, and to drive her crazy as she did to him. It was a sweet revenge that Antonio could definitely die for, wave after wave, after wave of undulating pleasure continued to rage and roil through her body, but Antonio didn’t stop. Furthermore, his fingers continued to graze her sweet spot with every creamy thrust. Angela gasped for air. It was the most intense orgasm. Her whole body trembled from the euphoria of her orgasm. Her body began to writhe. Furthermore, her gasping became more paced. She moaned loudly with each stroke of Antonio's finger. To her shock, she was on the verge of an orgasm just from his fingers! She could feel it rising. Her pussy was on fire! Her toes curled and nearly scratched Antonio's skin with her sharp nails. “Aaaah…no…I'm…I'm cummmiiiiing!!” Antonio didn't stop, he continued until she crashed against him with a shuddering release, her teeth biting softly on his shoulder painfully, but the psychopathic pervert only grinned at the pain from her bite until she melted down on him. Her face resting on his neck and her soft quivering sounds filling his ear. “Are you all set? And ready for the main thing?” Antonio asked her, taking out his creamy fingers out of his cunt and up to his face. Her aroused scent filled his nostrils while he let her fall on the bed to rest a bit. Angela was out of breath, panting heavily, her olive face turned pink with hot pleasure, her legs still widely apart the way he had left it. Her juice made the sheet beneath her wet and slippery, her thighs felt numb, she couldn't seem to close them anymore, she just closed her eyes in that position, trying to get herself together. Antonio was staring down at her cunt, watching it closely. “Fuck, it's happening again, I am at my limits, her scent is wonderful, I want to sniff her down there, and lick all those juices. This is definitely a call to taste her…his is so wet like flood, I can't help but want to taste her with my tongue and arched cock. Angela slowly opened her eyes and found him staring down at her cunt. “What's that habit of staring at it, he is so embarrassing.” She thought to herself, then her eyes lowered. She noticed his erection now curved and huge that it gave her chills, and her throat sudden dryness. “The night is still long, Freckles, we are just getting you ready, remember?” he said huskily, his voice low, deep, and tight, but it was nothing compared to the tightness in his groin.