BOOK 25: THE MAFIA DONS' LEASHED ENFORCER

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Third Person Pov Escort Eden reeked of c*m, cunt juice and sweat. Red lights pulsed low in the dark showroom, making every corner look dingy. Soft music blasted through the heavy speakers while girls and guys walked around with little or no clothing. Some girls were being pounded by the bar, guys forcing their c***s down throats of successful women who paid good money to be dicked down. Sammy stood in an upraised stage, eyes scanning everywhere, keeping an eye out for trouble. As usual, she was in a parachute like suit. The white shirt three sizes too big, a jacket that looked like it once belonged to an obese man, and slacks that were outrageous as it were shapeless. But, as horrendous as her clothes were, they still failed to hide what she was endowed with. Her massive jugs

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