A mafia family takes on the city of Chicago, their power high and mighty. Brothers, taking on the legacy of their father and running the streets but their like ghost, not to be seen. "The streets ain't made for everybody, that's why they made sidewa...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"Oh God, right there! Don't stop!" Fatima who was in complete bliss, shouted. Zachary had his thumbs planted into her back dimples with his other fingers nesting at the side of her hips keeping her arch up-right. The sounds of his thighs slamming into the back of her thighs and ass mixed with the melody of "Tell Me" By Dru Hill which was playing through the speakers and filled the entirety of the room.
"Mhm, Mhm let that shit out, Mama." Zachary groaned through clenched jaws. He pounded her with no remorse from the back. Pulling out his member and slamming back into her pulsating center reaching deeper each time. "Damn, I missed this pussy." A smirk crept upon his face feeling satisfied with the way he was making her feel.
"Mmm—Ughhhh" The outpouring of her moan came through a shuddered breath, as her breathing hitched. She searched for air to grasp into her dry throat but all she could come up with were moans, moans that filled the room and drowned out the creaking of the bed that smacked against the wall each time Zachary sent a forceful stroke to her center.
The familiar feeling balled up in the pit of her stomach and she knew sooner or later she was going to rain down on Zachary and his bed. "I'm gonna cummm." She managed to get out through her shortened breaths. She placed her hands on the bed to steady herself as her head fell into the tunnel like space her arms designed between her body and the bed. "Go head baby, i'm right behind you." Zachary himself was close to exploding inside of her, her warmth felt just that good around him.
While trying to find her breath, she felt a tug on her freshly pressed hair that she was sure would be puffed up again by the time she and Zachary were done. Her back was met with Zacharys moist front from the sweat he worked up from fucking her so good. "Ohhh! Shitt."Zachary placed his thumb on her swollen clit, massaging the hungry core that hungered for more. Her knees sulking deeper into the bed while his thumb stroked her clit.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
