~VINCENZO~

Her lips are swollen, wet, trembling. Her body quivers between us, caught like prey in a cage she’ll never escape. Not that she wants to. Not anymore.

I’m the first. I have to be.

I drag her up from her knees, and lay her on the table, pressing her back against the cold table.

I splay her legs apart and the sight of her well shaved pink pussy is beautiful to see. I can see her juice dripping down from her pussy.

Her bare skin glows under the dim light, thighs trembling as she instinctively tries to press them shut.

“No,” I growl, forcing her legs apart with my...