La Mà·fia

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Plan Take To Down Gillion Andreo

The bride and groom walked down the aisle hand in hand smiling at the bridesmaids following them as the photographer took the photos. The wedding party followed the bridesmaids out of the church; the photographer assembled them into separate photos of the family members with the horse and groom. Gabriele and Alyssa having one taken alone then with their parents. So on and so forth before they got into the horse and carriage off to the reception that was held in a rural setting, a castle of some sort, his father had surely gone out in this wedding.

The band was playing when they arrived and they were seated for the extremely large three-course meal typical Italian style.

After everyone had made a toast they ate and drank and the cutting of the gigantic cake before everything was cleared away ready for the bride and groom dance. He glided her onto the dance floor sweeping her into his arms. "Are you happy Alyssia?"

"I am."

He smiles. "I promise this is where our future begins."

She smiles, her eyes sparkling. "And I promise you the same."

He kisses her softly before pulling away.

They continue dancing a traditional Italian dance called Entangling the streamers which is a symbol of good wishes that guests give to the bride and groom. Soon, the bridal party and the rest of the guests follow the couple and perform the "La Tarantella" dance. All of their guests hold hands and surround them, moving clockwise and counterclockwise to the boisterous tune.

After the dance is over the father and daughter dance commences. Then the DJ changes the music to something more upbeat. Everyone is back on the dancefloor drunk and happy.

Around one in the morning, the music has ceased and everyone saunters drunkenly to their rooms. Adriano pulls Alyssa into the room, his lips on hers as he shuts and locks the door. She returns his kiss sloppily, he slides his tongue into her mouth kissing her feverishly as he unzips the beautifully made dress. She steps out of it only wearing a corset and her six-inch heels.

He growls, kissing her harder, throwing off this blazer than his tie, shredding his shirt off his muscular torso. Kicking off his shoes and trousers.

His hands on her breasts as he grinds his hard on into her. She groans into his mouth. He let's go of her breasts and picks her up wrapping her legs around his waist tearing her last panties off her entering her hard and fast she moans out cursing he continues his hard thrusts she shakes around him her orgasum sprials as she scream and he shudders as he comes after her cunning inside her.

He carries her over to the bed, laying her down. "This has to go, bella," he says untying the corset and opening the lace up, removing the corset. "Bellissima." He leans down kissing every inch of her body removing her shoes and licking her erect nipples, she moans arching her back he clamps his mouth down swirling his tongue around the nipple she moans out and he brands her legs pushing them forward and thrusting inside her. "I'm going to give you my il bambino, baby were going to fuck until your belly is big and round," he says pressing his lips on hers and kissing her hungrily. He pumps harder and faster. They cum together and he collapses on top of her. "I love you, Alyssa."

Gabriel and Charlotte walk tipsy into their room after they say goodbye to Dimitri and Francisco. He closes the door she tumbles over to the bed giggling. He smiles. He's been in love with her since he was sixteen but he was too dumb to believe she didn't know her father knew his. That bastard had convinced him or otherwise and had taken one if the most important person in his life away from him he wasn't going to make that mistake again. Once all this shit was over and done with she was going to tell lehr exactly how he felt and he was going to put a damn ring on her finger to prove he meant every fucking word of what he felt for her.