My Masters' Nightmare Season 1, Episode 5 Escape Read Online Free PDF

asked, curious
how she was going to make me hard without touching or sucking
me.
    She pushed up and walked over
to the bed, sitting on the edge. She parted her legs, showing me
her pussy. I swallowed, watching as she ran her fingers over it,
the sight so beautiful. She then climbed onto the bed and lay down
on her front, making me wonder what she was up to. A second later I
found out as she slipped a hand underneath pussy. She started
writhing on the bed, masturbating, her eyes fastened firmly on
me.
    My mouth fell opened, wishing
it was my hand she was using, and my fingers entering her. I
watched as she started breathing heavy, her face flushed, her...
God, I had sex with so many women, but had never seen one
masturbate in front of me, it made me want to come... She jumped
off the bed, causing me to yell out. “Why did you
stop?!”
    She grinned, her eyes going to
my cock. “You’re hard. Job accomplished.”
    I looked down at the
fucking traitor, cursing it.
    She laughed. “It’s what you
wanted.”
    “ I
wanted your mouth on my cock or to see you come.”
    “ It takes
ages for me to come properly like that, and it’s never
satisfying.”
    “You could use my hand, I
always make it satisfying.”
    Her smile widened. “I’m sure
you do, but I’m not interested.” She held her hair up for me. “Now,
let’s get things rolling.”
    I grabbed her hair, taking at
least some satisfaction that her face was in front of my hard cock.
“Spit on my cazzo ,” I said, not understanding how I could go from hating sex
to wanting it within seconds—regardless of who was offering it, the
past few days fucking me over in more ways than one.
    She frowned.
“Why?”
    “ If it’s been
in your mouth then it’ll need to have saliva on
it.”
    Without a word, she spat on my
cock.
    “Rub it on,” I said,
already knowing her answer.
    “No! You do
it.”
    “ It was worth
a try.” I grabbed it, smoothing it all over, making her drop her
gaze to the floor. Once I was done, I loudly called out,
“ENZO!!”
    “ Enzo’s not
here,” a voice barked back.
    “ Filippo?” I asked, praying it wasn’t, because it would be
me sucking cock if it was.
    “No, his
brother.”
    “ Gino,” I breathed out, greatly relieved, the man a sex
fiend, but only with females. “I need your help.”
    “ And I need
you to shut up.”
    “ What I have
to say is worth your time.”
    “ I’m not
falling for your tricks , Jagger.”
    “ I only want
to barter with you.”
    “What over?”
    “ A beautiful
woman sucking out your cum in exchange for getting a message
through to my famiglia .”
    “ Okay.
Step away from the door if you don’t want to get hurt.”
    “ I’m in the
middle of the room.”
    The door cracked open,
th en slammed
into the wall. Gino stepped inside, palming his gun. His eyes moved
to me then to Rita, settling on her tits. He leered at her, the man
a slimy creep, his greased-back hair and oily skin adding to his
vulgar personality. He was the type of guy who thought he was God’s
gift to women, but without a single attribute to prove it. He
closed the door and sauntered over to us. “I’d get my balls cut off
if I pass on any messages,” he said, his gaze finally moving back
to me.
    “Enzo would’ve done
it.”
    “I’m not Enzo.”
    “ You can at
least ask if Frano is well.”
    “Ask Alberto yourself.” He
grinned. “You see him enough times.”
    I gritted my teeth. “He won’t
tell me.”
    “ Because
you’re just a fuck-toy who doesn’t need to know merda .”
    Without thinking, I tugged on Rita’s
hair, her yelp making me feel guilty. I loosened my grip, trying to
calm myself down. “Then you won’t get your cazzo sucked,” you piece of shit.
    “ Oh, I
will.” He placed his gun to Rita’s head. “So, go sit down on the
bed, Jagger, and if you even think about causing trouble this
cocksucker will get a head full of lead.”
    I let go of her hair, handing
it over to Gino as though it was a rein.