For Ezio though, equally important was the sight of his enemy’s lover degrading herself so, under the constant watch of his Caterina. A ,moment later, he felt a soft wet touch on his ballsack, which had last felt a woman’s touch in Monteriggio. Indian hot sex The warm touch felt exotic in the cold, and served to make him harder, almost rock hard now. On the other hand, the casual way in which Caterina fondled her vagina, like she was some cheap whore she was inspecting for an orgy. and then he came, almost pumping his load directly into her stomach, she suffering the convulsions of the dick in her throat, which were feeding her his seed as none other had in her long sexual career. Lucrezia’s mouth, having served three men that day (Cesare included) now opened in a scream that rent the late afternoon air like a siren, her bloodshot eyes widening to complement her facial muscles in an expression of pure horror. Yet he could not hold much longer, she was too good for that.
