Married To The Mafia (BWWM)

That Thing

"Good Morning, bebé," Marciello said as he woke up.

"Good morning," I smiled as he gave me a kiss.

"I can't wait til we can have sex again, I swear I'm going to demolish that pussy," he growled against my lips.

"You always know how to ruin a romantic moment," I said.

"You know I don't like romantic shit," he said.

"Yeah, trust me I know," I said.

"I mean I'm romantic sometimes," he said, unconvincingly.

"Yeah sometimes, which is why when you are romantic it's a special moment," I said as I gave him a peck on the lips. He quickly deepened the kiss and I felt my hormones rise. I wanted to fuck him so bad, but I couldn't.

"Marciello," I moaned. He groaned and held me as close as he could with my baby bump.

I pushed him away before it could go any further. I grabbed a hair tie and tied my hair back.

"What are you doin-

"Shh..just relax babe," I said as I pulled down his pajama pants. I pulled him out the slit of his underwear and started licking up and down his shaft.

"That feels amazing, bebé," Marciello moaned. I sucked his tip in my mouth, savouring the taste of pre-cum that was on it.

I felt Marciello's hands gently apply pressure on my head and I started taking more of him in. I stroked whatever I couldn't get in my mouth, while I bobbed my head faster.

He started thrusting up into my mouth and he hit the back of my throat. I gagged slightly but I didn't
release him out of my mouth. My throat relaxed and I took more of him into my mouth.

"Fuck babe, hold it right there," Marciello moaned as he went down my throat. I held it for a little while before I released him out of my mouth. I sucked his balls into my mouth, listening to his sounds of pleasure. I started sucking on him again while I massaged his balls in my hands.

"I'm about to cum, bebé," Marciello groaned. I nodded and started sucking on him harder. His balls tensed in my hands as his cum sprang forth in my mouth.

I almost choked on the amount of cum, he squirted into my mouth. I released him out of my mouth and swallowed up his cum.

"I'm sorry, bebé. I haven't cum in like 4 months," he said.

"You didn't masturbate?", I asked, surprised. Shit if I was him I would have.

"My hand doesn't feel the same as your mouth or pussy,'' he said.

He was right about that, it would be weird if his hand did feel like that.

After we finished talking, we both showered. When I got out the shower I brushed my teeth and did my hair.

My phone rang and I rushed to pick it up.

"Mommy," I heard Marciano say.

"Hey baby, how are you doing?", I asked.

"Good, we havin' fun and I learned how to put up a tent," he said excitedly.

He was on a camping trip with his school by the way.

"That's good baby, you didn't drink any of the water from the river right?", I asked him.

"No mommy, I only drunk the water you gave me," he said.

"Good. What else has been going on?", I asked.

"Dolly and I have been hanging out a lot. I helped her put up her tent," Marciano said.

"Really? That's good, is that the one you like?", I asked.

"Yeah, but I think she likes Jake,'' he said.

"I'm sure she likes you, there's nothing not to like about you. Your perfect," I told him.

"Your perfect too, mommy. I love you,'' he said.

"I love you too and mommy misses you very much. I can't wait to see you again," I said.

"I miss you too mommy and I'll bring you back a souvenir," he said.

"Awe thanks baby," I said. I heard someone speak in the background.

"I gotta go mommy. I love you," he said.

"I love you too, baby. I'll see you soon,'' I said before the phone call ended.

"Was that Marciano?", Marciello asked.

"Yeah," I said.

"How's he doing?", Marciello asked.

"You could call him up sometime and ask him. I feel like your not very close with him," I said.

"Well he's not my son, so we don't have a bond like that," Marciello said, sharply.

"What's wrong with you?", I asked.

"Your just starting to piss me off. Your making it seem like I don't do shit for him. Last time I checked I put a roof over his head and I feed him which are things I don't even have to do. It's not like he's my fucking responsibility," Marciello said angrily.

"I wasn't saying you don't do anything for him, I was just saying that I wanted you guys to be closer, but obviously you don't want that so don't worry about it," I said.

"Now your making me seem like the bad guy," Marciello said.

"I'm not doing anything.Your right he's not your son, so you don't have to bond with him if you don't want to," I said.

I continued doing my hair, not saying anything to him.

In all honesty it hurt that he felt that way, but I couldn't blame him.