Mafia's Art [COMPLETED]

9: Fast

Charlene's breath hitched. She did not understand what was going on right now and why this beautiful man was making her wet her panties by just being this close. Too close, she thought.

Their faces were closed enough for him to feel her hot breath against his neck. If Santino tilts his head a little bit lower and Charlene tilts hers up a bit, their lips would meet. That's what happened.

Gosh, this was so hot, and tense, and awkward. It wasn't really something they could just brush off and move on from. Everything was moving so fast between them.

Charlene thought it was funny that she didn't even know the guy much except for his name and that he's a rich, powerful mafia don. She did know also that he was very well built and very handsome. Maybe it was just the hot air but she wanted him in her.

Santino on the other hand was feeling just the same way, and AGAIN;- the darn lingerie was not helping the situation. So what did he do?? He kissed her, he kissed her oh so passionately. For him, this was mission accomplished. This was no painting, it was no dream, it was no imagination.. it was just the real deal.

The kiss got harsher and deeper and sexier. Charlene might have the body count of one, but she was definitely not a slow one, not to mention patience was not really her virtue. So she opened her mouth voluntarily and bit Santino's lower lip. Causing Santino to release a very sexy, very manly moan.

Both of them are supper horny right now. Charlene unbuttons his t-shirt while still kissing. Their swollen lips realese each other as they maintain eye contact.

"Imma be honest. I have dreamt about this so many times Mr. Santino."

Like that, Santino went crazy, he never really was a man of many words. He let his actions speak for him most of the time.

He ripped her white lace bra and underwear that contrasted her dark skin. With her everything on full display, the monster in him came out to play.

"Mine." Santino declared and harshly starting to suck her petite breasts, neck, lips and whole upper body. He moves to her thick thighs, sucking on them while moving up to her punani and he stopped.

Charlene is now wet, needy and sexually frustrated. She was wondering why he stopped, that's making her so angry.

"Santino, please?" She desperately pleaded. Just like that he gave the lady what she wants and sucked on her pussy until she came. Santino drank it all up like water.

"Pineapples?... I like."