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§Morgana Acampora§

We've been in Paris for about an hour now and the only thing we've done is wait for Cassian's mother to wake up. My fiancé stayed back in Switzerland with his dad and some of his buddies which is great, I don't have to endure Don pinky dick.

My mom called yesterday when I was about to go to bed to scream at me for showing such a lack of manners at my engagement party. If only she knew that was the least disrespectful thing I did that day.

An anxiety attack kicked in but I was in bed with Russell who fucked the anxiety out of me. Before we finally fell asleep, he kept on kissing my neck and calling me every synonym of beautiful which made me smile a lot and blush. He's really cute.

Right now we are in my hotel room which has a door that connects it to Russell's. Nina and Hanna are watching TV as they sit in the sitting space giving its back to the bed. The big British boy is under me, with his lips against mine and his hands in my skirt as I grind my core against his groin.

"Mhhh," I whimpered as he spanked me.

"This reminds me of my straight days, listening to audio porn, trying to figure out whose moans I liked the most," Hanna said in the background.

"Did it help?" Her wife asked.

"No," Hanna scoffed.

The blonde laughed "Maybe we should compete. Quick, make me moan, baby."

Hanna chuckled "You're crazy."

"That's why you love me so much, bitch," Nina replied in a cute tone.

"Yes, babygirl," then I heard a quick kiss.

I pulled away from the kiss and licked my lips at the sight of Russell gazing at my breasts with ravenous eyes. An idea came to my mind; I leaned down and whispered into his ear: "We have to be quiet or they'll notice," my right hand pulled out a condom wrapper from one of the pockets of his jeans.

"You're the one who's loud," he whispered, unbuttoning and unzipping his pants.

A smirk appeared on my lips as I carefully opened the wrapper. Russell pulled out his cock, making me giggle.

"Why are you giggling?" Nina asked.

A smile appeared on my lips as I looked at her over my shoulder "Nothing, Russell is tickling me."

"And are you tickling his pickle?" Hanna asked; their eyes were still on the screen.

"Of course not, we are just making out," slowly, I rolled down the condom on his cock as he moved my panties out of the way. Russell gripped my waist and lifted me up to slide me down his cock. It's rock hard, I've been grinding on it for 30 minutes.

My hand immediately covered his mouth because Belbel is a big moaner. Russell moved my hips back and forth slowly; my head fell back as I bit my lip harshly, trying not to let out a sound.

The man under me moved his hands to my ass to grip it tightly as my hips kept on moving "Yes, daddy..." I didn't think about it.

"Ew!" Hanna and Nina said at the same time and then someone threw a pillow at me which made me chuckle.

"We are going to wait for you two—" a knock on the door interrupted Hanna.

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