Boning The Mob Boss’s Daughter-Part 4

Her orgasm blew through her as she squirted, covering me and soaking into the blanket

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Catch -up on the series of this delicious story of hot sex and mayhem. Read- Part One, Part Two, Part 3

Boning The Mob Boss’s Daughter-Part 4

Stacy wanted me to stay with her tonight because of what happened at the party. I wasn’t about to turn down that offer. Staying the night with a sexy lady like her was the stuff of dreams.

We stopped by my house so I could change out of my tux and pack a bag. My car, parked in the driveway, had a wooden battering ram smashed through the windshield. All the windows were broken, and a message was scrawled on the side with black paint saying…

‘Far From Over Asshole!’

“Julian, I’m so sorry.” said Stacy, her hand rubbing my back.

“What in the hell am I going to do?” I asked, on the edge of losing it all.

“We… What are ‘We’ going to do? We’re going to have to put a stop to this shit.”

I changed and packed a bag for a week, and we headed to her house. She lives in a fancy house in a gated community, which made me feel a little better.

Sitting on her couch, stressing over the night’s events, she set her security alarm and poured us a shot.

“Here, drink up. You need to calm down. It’s going to be alright.” She said in a comforting voice, that made me want to melt inside her. I drank the shot in one gulp, the heat of the whiskey burned down my throat. My face turned red hot, beads of sweat forming on my forehead.

“I know what will get your mind off our troubles.” She said, looking at me with a sexy grin that aroused my cock.

A big smile crossed her face as she stripped out of her dress. My cock woke up as I watched her dance in front of me, her hips swayed and her breasts bounced. She gave me a lap dance as she took off her panties. Her hands elegantly unbuttoned my shirt, her soft hands rubbing over my chest.

I couldn’t wait any longer to ravage her creamy flesh.