小滿 [7] / [9]
Marcello held her wrist gently, and kissed her back, saying,
"We can go together if you want."
"Of course I do. Wherever you go."
Daisy-Liza looked really glad. She ran off somewhere out of the room. Marcello smiled brightly, and followed her. They were in a bedroom. It seemed there was another camera, and the footage cut to that one. It flashed from an angle 45 degrees from the ceiling.
Daisy and Marcello stood facing each other, and kissed, hard. Daisy helped him take off his t-shirt. His robust chest and abdominal muscles rippled. She touched his chest with her fingers lightly. She slowly knelt down in front of him, untied his belt, and pulled down his shorts.
They could see the firmly erect penis of Marcello. Daisy stroked it with her lips and pulled his pants down too. His penis disappeared into her mouth as she seemingly took the whole thing into her throat. She gagged as he leaned his head back and moaned, his hands on the back of her head, as her lips moved vigorously, her hands gripping his ass.
They watched for several minutes, until Marcello began to climax. He grabbed her head roughly and moved it back and forth; he was fucking her mouth, until he stopped, almost collapsing, as he shuddered and ejaculated into her mouth. She swallowed, got up, and threw him violently onto the bed. He hadn't recovered yet, but she didn't care. She kissed him, moving down to his chest and nipples, to his stomach, and sucking on his now soft cock until it started to get hard again. After 10 min, he was ready to go, and she got on top of him, teasing him with her wet pussy, begging him to stick his penis inside.
He lifted his upper body and put his arms around her back as she sat on his thigh. She unzipped the front of her dress. It slipped down softly. He grabbed her breasts through her white lace brassiere and took it off from one shoulder. One of her breasts appeared. He took off the other sleeve too. He grabbed her bare breasts with both hands and licked her skin around her nipples very gently. As his tongue touched her nipple, her breathing got shallow. He gripped her other nipple with his thumb and index finger, while sucking the other, as he hugged her from behind, his arms pinning hers in a dual embrace.
Her moaning got faster and deeper. She began to move crazily on him. Soon Marcello reversed the position, sticking his penis into her very hard, and moving in and out really fast. She was almost screaming under his powerful movements. Cynthia and Alexander could observe vivid red nail marks on his back where her hands were. Marcello was screaming too. But they couldn’t say whether it caused by his own pleasure or pain from her nails.