🪓𝒞ℴ𝓃𝓃ℯ𝒸𝓉𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓂ℴ𝒷 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓉ℯ𝓁

🪓ℳℯ𝓍𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒽ℯ𝒶𝓉

WARNING: ADULT ONLY +18 Extreme sexual content. If you dont want to read it you can scroll through, A * stands at the begin and at the end =)

𝓜𝓮𝓸𝓺𝓾𝓲-𝓜𝓮𝔁𝓲𝓬𝓸
10:00𝓐𝓶
𝓜𝓸𝓷𝓭𝓪𝔂 4 𝓐𝓾𝓰𝓾𝓼𝓽 2009

Marco fell asleep on the couch shortly after supper last night. He was fatigued and had lost a lot of blood, so Savannah politely asked Leonel to take his brother to the upstairs bedroom. She discovered two beds and insisted on sleeping in the other bed to monitor him. Leonel accepted after some grumbling. Someone had to care after his brother, he had to concede. Savannah quickly fell asleep after that. She was fatigued. She had a long, warm bath when she awoke this morning. She simply needed some alone time. Thankfully, the twins understood. Savannah, on the other hand, was still concerned. She and Marco kissed last night. Eventually, he kissed her. She's also... She had to acknowledge that her heart had softened. She was concerned about Marco. But may there be more? Her intellect told her no, but her heart answered yes. But he was back to his usual self today, so Savannah thought it was a bad idea. A foolish, terrible concept. She dips her head into the warm water for a few seconds. She takes a deep breath as she rises again. She only had to confront him. As if nothing had occurred. Exactly as he did. He kissed her in the end because she talked too much. Nothing else. Stupid girl, she thinks, getting ahead of herself.Marco comes to the door and knocks. ""Savannah?" he politely asks. "Just a moment," Savannah replies. She exits the bath and covers herself with a towel. She cautiously opens the door slightly and peeks out. She notices Marco's tattooed arms, as she did the previous day. Marco sighs and shakes his head. He gently moves her aside and locks the door. "Hey," she yells fiercely. Marco glances at her with his arms crossed. "What" she inquires. Marco eventually sighs and takes his shirt off. He didn't know how to act around her. He'd never experienced anything like this before. He was an expert! "What are you doing?" she inquires. "What does it look like?" he asks sternly. Marco lets out a sigh. Leonel is outside washing a car, and I'd like to take a bath before we go. She gives a nod. "To where" she inquires. "You know that." Savannah chews her lower lip. So to her demise. Marco glances at her. Her eyes convey her anxiety and fear. He approaches her carefully. Her body is crushed between his powerful muscular frame and the cupboard. Her heart is pounding furiously in her throat. His heart is pounding in his chest. He can feel the strain rising. He realizes he must. But he is unable to do so. "I'll make sure no one ever hurts you again," he earnestly pledged. Savannah swallows.  What exactly does he mean by that?While she is contemplating, he raises her chin and carefully lowers his head to kiss her. His kiss got more intense. He inserted his tongue into her mouth. She encircles his neck with her arms. She didn't mind that the towel was down, exposing her bare body. The kiss was sweet. Everything revolved around the kiss. It was gentle but commanding. He gently raises her bridal gown. He brings her to the bed and places her on it. She knew exactly what he was going to do. But she didn't seem to mind. Not as with Tuco. She desired it. She urged him to give it to her. She was becoming drenched simply by staring at him. Just imagining what was about to happen. Marco hovers over her with caution. He gives her a tender kiss. His penis is pressing through his trousers, she notices. A little terror grips her. He was large, she could tell. Savannah stares up at the ceiling as he licks her neck fiercely. She moans quietly and closes her eyes. Leonel, please don't come in right now.

*

While kissing her, Marco plays with her breasts. He wraps his other hand around hers. Savannah strokes his bald head softly and runs her hand down his back. Marco presses his lips to her breast. He flirts with her nipple for a bit before licking, nibbling, and sucking it softly. Savannah murmurs, "Marco." But Marco remains silent. Without warning, he lowers his hand to her vagina and enters three fingers. Savannah exhales deeply. She lets out a quiet groan. When Marco works her clitoris with his tongue, she thinks he's under the effect of ecstasy. His fingers move in and out of her vagina with increasing speed. Savannah cries out and shuts her eyes. "Marco, stop," she says quietly. Marco laughs. "No," he says. He sucks softly on her clitoris. Savannah chews her lower lip. She is unable to stop it. She cums on his fingers. He sits up as if he was expecting it. He sips from the beer beside the bed and strokes her nipple once more. Savannah swallows. She must help him in some way. He is pushed onto his back by her. Marco glances up, taken aback. This girl is brave. That is self-evident. Savannah takes off his belt and unzips his pricey Versage trousers. Marco groans and clenches his erect penis in her hands. She plays with the tip and licks it sometimes. "Savannah," he snarls. Savannah chuckles sarcastically. She was about to make him sweat. His penis became harder, and she could feel a vein under his skin-pop. She licks his penis teasingly before putting it in her mouth.Marco clenches his fist. He hadn't had sex in a very long time. He didn't have time for it, and his sex has been hard and harsh.  Without emotions. This was unique. His body was about to blow up. Every motion she made, every touch he felt, drove him insane. As she licks and sucks his penis deep and hard, he groans profoundly. Marco grunts and snatches her hair. "Savannah" he warns. Savannah dismisses him. She notices him trembling. Savannah had previously had sex. Of course, her ex had been out of the picture for a time. Savannah, on the other hand, must admit that this was different. So much ferocious... So much more fierce...so much more passion...She sucks more forcefully and smoothly. She intended to make him scream. He attempts to remove his penis, but she refuses. He shuts his eyes and thinks to himself, "That girl is going to kill me." "Ah...ah" he hisses. Savannah beams. It won't be long until he's comes her mouth. Savannah swallows his sticky goo and follows in his footsteps. She borrows his drink and gulps it down. Marco exhales and turns to face her. His eyes were wide open, and his mouth was slightly open. She was so hot..."You're going to scream," he tells her. Savannah laughs and tries to break free, but he catches her faster than she can. He throws her down into the mattress, her ass dangling in the air. Savannah gives him a lusty glance. He pauses for a bit before carefully inserting his penis. Savannah is taken aback by his massive stature. He waits a bit before dragging her into his lap. Savannah moans deeply as a result of the movement. Marco laughs. Marco wants to take the lead, but Savannah is quicker. She softly moves his penis back and forth. This girl never ceases to astonish him. Marco growls and hisses. He moans alongside her and clutches her breasts. He viciously plays with her clit with his left hand and her nipple with his right hand. She moans so loudly that she practically yells. They've been having sex for at least twenty minutes and aren't bothered. Meanwhile, Marco has already pushed Savannah into her hands and knees. His penis penetrates deeply as he leans his body over her. Savannah exhales, moans deeply, and screams as her body is forced against the mattress. Marco laughs and slips his arm around her waist."Not yet," he says quietly in her ear. Savannah chews her lower lip. She's not sure how long she can go without cumming on his penis. As he slams his penis deeper and harder into her, she groans loudly and shuts her eyes. He penetrates her again, deeper and harder, playing with her breasts and nipples. He presses harder into her vagina becoming harder and quicker. His left hand was playing with her breast, while his right hand was playing with her clitoris. "Marco, your brother will hear us," she exclaims. Marco remains silent. He plays with her clitoris harder and harder as he thrusts faster and faster. "Marco," she says, beeping. Marco unexpectedly removes his penis. He flips her around to face her. He smiles as he sits between her legs. Savannah chews her lower lip. He gently penetrates her one more. This penetration is causing growling and almost self-harm. Marco begins once more, his thumb and fingers on her clitoris. His other hand is massaging her chest, and his thumb teases her nipple. More tough quicker, and deeper. It goes on and on. "Marco!" she screams. Marco beams. "Say it," he says huskily. "I'm.." The words are difficult to pronounce. "Say it," he commands. "I'm going to come," she bemoans. "Oh baby, come on my penis," he says softly. Savannah had a nervous breakdown. Why did he say it that way? That was very hot! Hearing him say that made her almost cum. Marco shuts his eyes and growls. He grins with delight as Savannah grows, moans, and almost screams as she cums on his penis. Marco puts his hands next to her head. He stares her in the eyes. His penis was pushed into deep her vagina. He kisses her passionately before thrusting her gently and slowly. He kisses the side of her neck. Savannah quietly moans in his ear. He rests his head on her shoulder. He thrusts further yet softly, deeper and slower each time. "Savannah". He hisses angrily. "Savannah I'm going..." He can't even complete the phrase. He moans and growls as he cums within her, moaning and snarling. Savannah groans and exhales. He rests his head on her chest. "Savannah," he snarls.

*

Savannah and Marco are panting beside each other in bed. They are staring at the ceiling. They were both taken aback by what had just occurred. "I need to shower," Marco adds quietly. Savannah answers, "ditto." Marco beams as he hangs himself over her. He stands up and kisses her passionately. Savannah walks with him to the shower. Her legs are still trembling. She is no longer concerned with what Tuco may say from now on. She'd follow Marco even if he traveled to a real battle zone.Marco takes his time getting dressed and bathed before stepping outside. Leonel is leaning against the wall. He has a cigarette between his lips. He turns to face Marco. Marco gives a nod. Leonel is deafeningly silent. He sucks on his cigarette and watches his exhaled smoke vanish into the air. The brothers enjoy a cigarette in the quiet before returning inside together. Savannah had just finished preparing a supper for them. The three eat in solitude like they did yesterday. It was self-evident. Leonel was aware of what had occurred. Savannah, on the other hand, had lost interest. She adored his brother. And he adored her. They had no choice but to accept it. Marco finishes the car as Savannah and Leonel do the dishes and clean up. He needed to replace the starting motor, and he was the only one who knew how. Leonel still had a lot to learn. Leonel fixes his gaze on Savannah. Savannah gives him an uncomfortable smile. "Do you love him?" he inquires abruptly. Savannah appears surprised by him. "Yes, more than I can say," she says confidently. Leonel gives a nod. He folds the towel. Was that a good response? Leonel suddenly clutches her shoulder. He wraps his arms around her. "Leonel" she inquires, astonished. Leonel rests his chin against her neck. Savannah swallows. She encircles him with her arms. What exactly is this? A familial embrace? A greeting? Is he overjoyed for his brother? It's really cute. Leonel takes a step back and walks outdoors. Savannah exhales deeply. She's lost her ability to express herself. She adores Marco, but she also adores her mother... and her brother... She swallows after biting her lip. She goes out, her head bowed. "Leonel," she yells. Leonel raises his head from the automobile where Marco is lying. "Where did you find that aloe vera?" Leonel gestures to the stables. Savannah nods and makes her way to the stables. They have faith in her. That is now evident. She should just go away now. But where is she going? Her family is the only thing calling her back. However, Marco.... It is a war that is now raging in her heart. She walks back to the car with a tuft of aloe vera. Marco is finally on his feet. He wipes his brow. "I think I need to check your wound again," she continues. Marco gives a nod.