✨Sex in a restaurant✨

Ray Boccino gives Phil Bell a d!ck appointment

"Fuck, Ray..." Phil moaned softly, his legs, with one of them hiked up, quivered and weakened as he felt the Italian going deeper inside him. He just felt so good to him, his eyes closing and gently snaking his hand to Ray's cheek behind him. With Phil's sweaty back pressed against Ray's chest, the adrenaline of being in the back of the restaurant full of people made things hotter for them.

"Shit ...mmmmh fuucckkk..." Ray pulled out and propped Phil on the counter and slipped back in, slowly grinding inside him. The Italian sloppily moved his lips from the Irish mobsters neck to his lips, their saliva mixing and their pants and moans drunken into their kiss. "Ahhh fuck.....mmmng shit.....unggggh god damnit..." Phil was so close to cumming right then.

Ray picked him up and moved him to the floor as he started pounding him hard and slow. The slaps of their skin filled the room and they were a bit worried about someone hearing them but they didn't really care.

The fastest pace was reached and Phil's legs were over Ray's shoulders.

"Ray....Raymond....oh mmmmnnggg Raaaaayymoonndd...!" His moans were getting louder and higher pitched.

"Fuck Phil....ah shit..." he was about to cum inside his lover. "Oh baby I'm about to cum...." His thrusts got slower and harder, spurting his hot Italian cum deep inside the Irish man. Phil's eyes widened and locked with Ray's as he came as well, kissing each other hard. They rode out their orgasms together, panting and kissing and grinding harshly together. Their eyes were closed, still panting into each other's mouths as they kissed more.

"Madonna Mia Raymond.." they pulled back, with Phil cupping Ray's cheeks and gazing into his lidded eyes. "What is it love?" he replied back, lovingly kissing his neck.

"That was amazing..." he gasped.

They kissed swiftly before getting dressed. The restaurant was closed now and they left, holding hands and knowing that their relationship is at a whole new level.