Mafia's Art [COMPLETED]

14: Countertop

"Okay.. Okay I'll come back."

Santino wiped her little tears away and started kissing Charlene. Soon after, he stops and says.. "You're mine right!? You'll always be mine."

With that said he kisses her roughly with so much lust, want, desperation and pure hunger. He bites her thick plump lips and inserts his tongue in her mouth. At this point he's just devowering her selfishly. Grasping her thighs extremely harsh, as if holding on to dear life itself, leaving marks on her. She moans the entire time and they both pull away to catch a breath.

He looks at her so crazy, the hornyness purely reflecting on his beautiful green eyes. He kisses her again, rubbing his hands on her thick thighs. His hands quickly working on getting the layers of clothing off her body. Now hovering over her on the countertop, he grabs her full breasts and rips her lace bra appart. Giving him a perfect view of what to him, was the perfect form of art itself. He unzips his dress pants, dropping them to the kitchen floors. With Charlene now laying on her back. He grips her hips and pulls her body a bit to the edge of the countertop so that they're private parts are closer to each other.

He gazes at her eyes one more time before putting his finger on the cloth of her underwear. He smiles as he feels her little panties filled with so much fluid from her being wet. He starts rubbing his fingers on top of it as she bites her lip from pleasure. He starts rubbing his fingers faster untill she cums. Santino tears off her panties and puts his dick immediately inside her, causing her to scream- releasing heavy breaths.

"So.....big." She breathes out, causing Santino to smile. He immediately thrusts in her very roughly, holding her hips in place, making her a moaning mess of pleasure. He thrust in and out of her rapidly until she cums.

Santino pulls out of her and places her feet on the ground, turning her around. He lays her upper body on the counters and takes a look at her ass. He fucks her from behind with her moaning higher than she ever thought she could. Honestly a little bit embarrassed, but now wasn't the time. He continues fucking her, pushing his dick in so deep in her throbbing pussy that she cried and called out his name. The man was a beast.

"Shi-.... Santino, ahhh." Santino just continues his adventures.

"Daddy.... Daddy... Fuck daddy it.... It- it hurts.... Ahhhhmmfff.." It was harsh right now. Santino is fucking her soul out of her body.

"Fuck I- fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.... Ahhhww fuucckkkkk..."

Charlene came until she squirted and Santino had himself a pretty great orgasm. He tiredly lays his body on her back, breathing very heavily. They were both sweating and Santino's hair was wet and a bit tossled up. As for Charlene, her braids were spread out all over her face and the counter. Her back still arched, upper body still on the marble countertop and feet spread out a bit by the muscular body behind and half on top of her. She was breathing pretty heavy as well.

They can't find any words to speak to each other at the moment.... or how to subtly say that it was the best sex they ever had. They just lay there panting and sweating.

A few seconds later Santino takes off his upper body from her back and tries to pull out. The friction of his actions makes Charlene moan lightly as she was still a bit sensitive down there. That turns him on a little and he starts thrusting again softly this time. After a few seconds of thrusting they both cum again and he pulls out completely. He slowly pulls her back up but her body fails her, and honestly he cannot blame her. That was pretty tiring even for him.

Santino picks her up and carries her bridal style in search for the bathroom. He opens up the shower to a bearable room temperature and gives both of them a bath. They are both silent at this point, just gazing upon each other and individualy admiring the other person