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"Oh" I moan as I can feel huge pressure building in my lower body. I know it must be early from the small amount of light from the window but the feeling of his mouth on my heat distract me from caring about the time.My hands automatically slip down to run my fingers through his silky dark curls. My eyes shift down as I stare at Marcos flexed back.
"Good Morning, birthday girl" he groans as he suckers on my clit. The vibration making me roll my hips into his mouth in desperation. He slips two fingers in me as he kissed my thighs and moves to lick my pussy again.
"Please." I moan out as my head falls back, my back arch into him.
"Is my little slut desperate for my cock?" He locks eyes with me as he kissed my lowers lips like he would kiss me.
"I'm not little you dick" I cry out as he speeds up both hands on my ass bringing me closer to him.
"Darling your five-two, sounds quite small to me," he gives me one long deep lick making me moan again.
Sarcastic for a 6.4 giant
"I may be small but my mouth isn't" he comes up and ducks my breast, my eyes roll to the back of my head as he wrapped my legs around him, his cock close to my entrance.
"Yeah, when I put it to good use, more exactly when it's around my cock."
"Just because you have a dick don't mean you have to act like one Marco." I rub myself on him. His fingers moving all over my thigh to my hips. My had on his hair as his hand is on my throat.
"You know if it wasn't your birthday you could get punished right now, you talking a lot of shit today my love" he kisses up my collarbone to my lips before pulling away.
"At least now you know how it feels to live with you" I breathe out as his hand that was on my thigh moves down to put his cock on my Entrance.
"You're testing my patience, Avalon." Good.
"So fuck me quiet then, see if I behave" I whimper as he picks me up. My legs wrapped around his waist in a koala style, the sheets around us both.
"Si tu insistes, mi amor" he carried me up from the bed making his way up the curled stairs from the side of his bedroom into a light room.The room is all the way on top of the house windows in every corner it's practically a room full of windows, but it's not cold.
I can see all of Italy from here I can even see the small amount of snow falling off from the windows a bed in the corner of the room papers and paintings all over the floor. The painting that catches my eye is the one in the corner of the room a painting of my bracelet and necklace that looks exactly like the real thing and another one of me.
I remember that picture it was when I took the day before Marco left for his mission for years back it was a picture that we took the last day before he left, the last day before I ever saw him but it wasn't a picture it was a painting I had every detail every aspect of my hair, my eyes even my lips were perfect. This was his art studio the room where he finally expressed himself.
