Page 37 of Her Filthy Italians


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I plunge my tongue deep, next to Marco’s fingers. Her hips jerk and she rocks against us while we dry hump the mattress our eyes locked with hers.

With a squeal, she explodes in my mouth, but I keep on licking and sucking until I swallow every last drop of her release.

“Oh, Alessio, oh, Marco,” she releases a sigh.

“We’re not finished yet, bambina.”

Marco kneels between her legs. We no longer need to use condoms, thankfully. The day after Sefi moved in with us, I took her to our doctor so that she could go on the pill.

I grasp both her hands and move them up over her head, pinning them to the bed. I lower my mouth to hers, our lips only just touching. “Marco is going to fuck you now, Sefi. Is that what you want?”

“Oh, yes, I want that. I want both your cocks. I want both your cocks so much.”

“Ah, ah, ah. Not tonight, Serafina. Not together. You shall have both of us, but one after the other. Tonight, it’s all about you.”

“Me?” She sounds confused.

“Yes, you, tesoro.” Marco bends and kisses her on the lips.

“Ah, okay.” She parts her legs.

He fits himself between them and I position myself behind her again, placing my hands behind her knees and lifting them. He eases himself into her, then rears back on his heels and pumps.

I drop her knees and reach around to rub at her clit, thrumming it with my fingers and whispering into her ear how beautiful she is, how much we adore her and love her being a part of our lives.

She moans and twists her head from side to side, her wetness gushing out of her. “Ahhh…”

Her entire body quakes as she climaxes, her pelvis bucking against us.

“Come for us, Marco,” I tell him. And he does, bellowing as he rides out his orgasm.

We hold her between us while she comes down from her endorphin high.

“This is the happiest I’ve been in my life,” she says.

I want to tell her I feel the same, but it might hurt Marco and it would be a lie. I can’t be happy until that motherfucker Framassi is behind bars. I bite down on my tongue to stop myself from giving voice to my thoughts.

That would definitely spoil the atmosphere.

Sefi turns and faces me. “What about you, Alessio?” Her eyes glint with mischief. “Is there anything I can do for you?”

“Well, now that you mention it…”

She giggles then wraps her fingers around my cock.

“Ah, ah, ah,” Marco mutters. “Tonight, it’s all about Sefi, remember.”

“How could I forget?” I quip.

I flip her onto her knees and he angles his body so that his head is level with her tits.

“Bend down, bambina. Put your weight on your elbows.”

She does as I request, her ass in the air.

The sight of her pussy lips from behind makes me so fucking hard for her that it hurts. But tonight, it’s all about our angel, and I need to prep her right.

I slide my tongue between her asscheeks and poke it into her hole, rimming her until she’s squirming and pushing back at me. “Oh, oh, oh,” she moans.

“Brava, bambina. You’re doing great.”

Marco makes a slurping sound and I take a quick peek at him. Good, he’s tonguing her tits and playing with her clit at the same time. She starts to mewl like a cat in heat.

I move my mouth down to her pussy and suck on her, tasting Marco’s salty cum mingled with her sweet juices. Fucking delicious. I rock back on my heels and pump my cock a couple of times.

She turns her head and gazes into my eyes as I ease myself into her. “You’re so beautiful, Serafina. Our beautiful angel.”

I slide straight in she’s so fucking wet. Her pussy is a tight fit I’m so big and she squeezes me like a fist. I still myself, motionless, my dick pulsing. She whimpers and writhes, clearly wanting more.

I pull out, teasing her, and check on Marco. He’s stopped rubbing her clit and is running his hands up her belly and between her tits instead. Our eyes meet. “Shall we give our filthy girl what she wants, amore?”

“Hmm.”

She grabs hold of his fingers with one hand and tries to get him to rub at her nub again. “Ah, ah, ah,” he teases.

I hook my own fingers around her chin, and turn her head toward me, kissing her roughly, possessively claiming her mouth as I finally begin to thrust.

Hard, controlled thrusts.

Deep into her.

“Yes!!!” she hisses.

I take my time, inch by inch, neither fast nor slow. She squeals as an orgasm crashes through her, but I don’t let her come down from it and carry on fucking her instead.

“Rub her clit, Marco,” I bark as I fuck her, moving faster and faster, triggering those post-orgasmic aftershocks, building them back up until she’s bucking her ass against me, moaning through another release.

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