Married To The Mafia (BWWM)

They Know

"Marciello can we stop right here?", I asked. It was basically a deserted gas station.

"I'm having some cravings," I said. He nodded and we pulled over. My parents were sleeping.

We went inside the gas station and looked around. I pulled Marciello closer to me.

"I don't trust them," I said.

"I get a bad vibe from them too," Marciello said.

"Yeah, there is no way he can be my dad. Benson is my dad and he never stole me. My mom was with us til' I was two and she died of cancer," I said.

"Why do you think they would tell such a terrible lie?", Marciello asked.

"They probably thought I didn't remember, but I'm not stupid. I think they are working for someone. How do you think they were able to find us and then she just pops up out of nowhere," I said.

"Your right," Marciello said. We went back out to the car and they were gone.

"Looking for us?", my 'mom' asked. A shot went off and Marciello shot her. I grabbed his gun and shot Dr. Harvie.

They both dropped down to the ground.

"Who do you work for?", I asked, pointing the gun at them.

"The Donatelli's," they gasp.

"Figures. You guys were a lot of fun, but now its time to die,'' I said as I shot them in the head.

"That was so hot," Marciello said as he leaned down and kissed me. I giggled and kissed him harder.

"C'mon we need to get Marciano," I said. He nodded and we drove to the airport.

This time we had to ride with other people. We boarded the plane and sat in the back. The flight took off and I relaxed. I felt Marciello's hands stroke my thigh.

"Stop. Be good," I said as I removed his hand.

"I wanna be bad baby," he said as he started kissing on my neck. I couldn't believe he was doing this in front of other people, it was nerve racking and oddly erotic.

"What if other people see?", I asked.

"We can show them a few things," Marciello murmured as he sucked harder on my neck. His hand went back on my thigh and disappeared under my dress. I felt his hands slip my panties to side.

I gasp loudly as I felt his fingers go inside me. His fingers curled inside me and circled around, like he was writing his name in my pussy. I moaned softly as I felt his fingers curl against my g-spot.

"Can I pleasure you too, papí," I asked, moaning slightly. He nodded his head and continued fingering me.

I pulled his length out and started stroking him fast. He groaned softly and I saw a drop of pre-cum slide down his length. I leaned down and licked it up.

I rose back up and saw him looking at me with lust. Our lips met in a fiery kiss, his fingers moved more rapidly in me as I stroked him faster. I pulled away and noticed that no one was even paying attention. Marciello resumed to kissing me on my neck while fingering me harder.

"I'm about to cum, papí," I moaned quietly. He curled his fingers into me and I came hard. I looked around making sure no one was paying attention. When the coast was clear I got on my knees and started sucking Marciello off. His hands fisted in my hair and I sucked harder, bobbing my head.

"Don't stop, babe," Marciello groaned quietly. I released him out of my mouth and pulled the top of my dress down. I held my boobs around his length and started moving up and down.

"You look so fucking hot right now," Marciello grunted out as he thrusted forward.

"Do you like this papí?," I asked as I continued my movements.

"Fuck yes," he groaned. I leaned down and licked his shaft up and down while still moving my breast on him. I grabbed his cock with my hand and started stroking him, while I sucked on his tip. He thrusted upward, driving more of his length into my mouth. I released him out of my mouth and licked him up and down. I leaned down and sucked his balls into my mouth.

"Damn, bebé," Marciello moaned quietly.

I went back to sucking on his length while his hands gripped at my hair.

He thrusted into my mouth harder and I gagged.

"Fuck," Marciello groaned. Ignoring my gag reflex I took him down my throat. He groaned slightly and started thrusting into my mouth. I sucked in him harder and I felt his cum go down my throat. I released him out of my mouth before swallowing.

I got back up and sat in my seat, licking my lips. Marciello put himself up and we both tried to catch our breath.

"Where did you learn how to do that?", Marciello asked.

"When we weren't having sex, I watched a lot of porn," I said. He groaned slightly and I saw his length rise up.

"I can show you a few other things I learned," I whispered in his ear, while I palmed his package. He grabbed my hand and we went into the bathroom.

After we finished fucking we sat back down in our seats. It then really dawned on me that my baby boy was missing.

I really hoped that he was okay because if something bad happened to him, I don't know what I was going to do with myself.

"It will be okay bebé. We will find him and everything will be okay," Marciello said as he held me closer.

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