THE MAFIA Chapter 5 - Mafia's Shadow

About this scene

It was an odd sensation, wanting to make my handlers proud. I guess that’s just how I operate as a bottom. I already know I will enjoy myself, but I get an arousing satisfaction knowing that I am pleasuring the man who is using me. Even if it’s a job, it doesn't mean we can’t enjoy ourselves. It’s evident to me however, that even with me having seen some of these men before, I am just another play thing to them. It’s hard for me to forget a man like Manuel Skye after having my hole practically split open by his thick uncut cock. But I am a loyal submissive, and I do whatever I am told, without question. Despite having joined Manuel before, I am still treated as though they can’t trust me, going so far as to check me for a wire when I walk in. It shouldn't surprise me, I’m sure it’ll take more than a few late night rendezvous before the mafia really trusts one of the boys they are passing around. I never know who is going to have their turn with me next, so I was kind of surprised when I saw it was Manuel sitting there. He undresses me as he searches for the wire that isn’t there, an excuse to feel those big hands roam across my skin, and my ass. Having a strong man take control makes me feel so small. The moment any article of clothing comes off I immediately feel dominated, almost as if with each piece I take off the closer I get to being fully aroused. I open Manuel’s shirt as he leans in for a kiss. I drop to my knees as I eagerly guide his big dick into my mouth, savoring the taste of it again on my tongue. I can feel Manuel get into position as I open my throat, willingly accepting every hard thrust of his pelvis all the way down. Gagging as I bob up and down his foreskin, a proper facefucking by the DILF as I hear him groan in pleasure. There’s nothing like this older man’s thick cock and I can’t wait to take a seat on his glorious member to refresh my memory of how good he feels inside my hole.

ModelsBastian KarimManuel Skye