7 Virgin Blood
Be finished!

"Let's start the next round."

Hmm. base. Not yet biased the red hue on my face, she's back teasing.

"Come," back Ak Jaka whispered in the ear. "It's gonna be fun."

With both of Ak Jaka's hands on the sides of my waist, my hips were practically raised. Immediately the man positioned himself at the entrance of my womb, waiting to set entirely. "Please...." As he stared fixedly at my eyes, he pulled down my hips, and...

I can't tell you what it's like - how delicious - - when my hips drop and the manhood of a man standing tall, so tense and hard, crashing, plunging into my body. It feels. oh. the overflow of pleasure it reaches to the crown.

Really, the fun is amazing.

For a moment, we both fell silent. Feel -- precisely permeate the union that is so delicious and intimate.

"How does it feel?" I asked in a whisper as soon as I saw the handsome face in front of me grinning favorably. So permeating. With a hiss, he bit his lips and eyes slightly narrowed.

And the answer to that question is a grip on my chest. Stroking and rema* strongly. "Like this," said Ak Jaka. "Wisdom, right? Warm and throbbing. As if..you did a massage on me."

Ih... basic! I smiled, feeling the heat running down my cheeks.

"Oath to God, my best Wulan."

"Ah, stop teasing me, Ak."

"No. I'm not flirting."

"Then? Is that his name?"

"I praise you."

"O yeah?"

"Yes." Yeah." Then he whispered, "You're so good. Narrowest. Stripping and pinching. And I love that sensation of throbbing. Truly, this is nothing, dear, but the reaction I felt was wise. Just imagine, what if you start moving?"

Huh huh?

My eyes were almost glaring again. "Me?"

"yeah. You're."

"But, Ak."

"Shhh...."

"Ak, I...."

"My proposal certainly could. Come on!"

Argha! Fuck up!

The man returned to a silly grin. "Come, Honey. Please...?"

"I...."

"I beg you?"

"I can't" I whined with pursed lips.

"Try it first. Start moving." Ak Jaka reached out to grab the pillow. Stacked it behind his back then he leaned back leisurely. "Start."

Arrrrrrg. It sucks! He never stopped making me blush in shame.

"But I can't, Ak," my protest, which was immediately met with a powerful bang on either side of my shoulder until I was face down on the chest of that sexy field.

I'm appalled. Practically both of my hands clung to Ak Jaka's shoulders.

"It's time to start. Come on...."

With a slightly rough movement, Ak Jaka clutched the strands of hair behind me, bringing my face closer to him. While his right hand held back at the back of my head, Ak Jaka's left hand slipped down my hip. I stroked my thighs, and then we started kissing.

"Let me breathe first, Ak!" my protest was coughing.

But Ak Jaka did intend to torture me in pleasure. A little horrified I felt when the man looked at me so closely. And, as if without a pause, Ak Jaka's right hand cupped behind my head, slipped off and down stroked my body to the thigh - - exactly in *okongku - - which he then suddenly kicked at him.

"Oh!"

Lord... What just happened? So much fun. A clash of two intimacy fused, say, between the two, in which the narrow space is filled and stirred. I want to scream so good. Really, I can't tell you.

"I swear by anything," whispered Ak Jaka in the ear, "this is incredible. Don't you want to feel it again? Please, do. your...."

He's back guiding my hips to move.

Yep, you must know. It's not that I can't. But I'm ashamed. The innocent girl who just snatched her virginity last night, asked to... lead in this moment of lovemaking?

Ah....

But I still have to do it, right?

Shamefully, I started to move my hips....

"Yes, honey, do..," Ak Jaka raved. Then* in. Amenity. "Continue moving. Keep.. akh!"

I smile. But it was too embarrassed to express itself with words like the handsome man did. But really, it's really delicious. Justjust wonderful. Oh my....

Breath hunting. Pantingly. With my mouth open, I felt a delicious, throbbing, and a little bit of pain in me. I was suffocating, screaming, moaning, twirling* and growling. Without being able to stop, by itself my hips moved fast, agile, and wild on top of Ak Jaka's body. And under me, the man kept on impressing, looking at my body, my chest, and at the center of our union with a lustful mist. And without being prevented anyway, his hand moved firmly gripped in the chest. Makes me squeal.

Yeah, luckily we were at the villa instead of at home. So, our commotion inside this room room room did not bother anyone. There is no one who can prevent our mutual breath-sounding, nor the gushing sound of the two bodies clashing, and, also the whimpering, *groans, ' he said, and screams and shrieks of pleasure among us. Everything is free without interruption. Except for one, I'm exhausted. I felt a pain around my waist.

"Akh!" *my blessing while stopping and dropping down, laying face down on my husband's naked body. "I'm blush! Cuckold, Ak. Pegels...."

With his understanding, Ak Jaka clutched my body. And without letting go of our unification, he deftly reversed his position, making my back rest on a pile of pillows while he stacked my body from the front. With both of my thighs positioned on top of his thighs, our bodies fused together and clung perfectly, sticky and hot from the sweat.

"Cheap my body tightly," pinta Ak Jaka. He held both of my hands around his neck, and with both of his legs bent under my thighs and both hands holding his weight on both sides of my body, Ak Jaka began to move.

Ughhhh!

Oh my God.. practically, I came back to*.

"Again?" goda.

I nodded, embarrassed. "yeah. Give me more...."

"of course. More than you want, honey. Are you ready?"

He wasn't waiting for me to answer, directly attacking blindly. Choked me out. Scream. Converting*. Exploding from inside. What a mighty man that hit me so hard.

I am weak and helpless. No more running around his neck. Lying down, gripping the sheets with the head looking back.

Ak Jaka growled. His waist was moving fast and solid. Keep breaking through to conquer. Unyielding and tireless.

Until the time comes....

Ak Jaka got to the end of the defense.

"Oh my God...!" he growls.

Jaw bluffing. Teeth grinding. Hardened face. And Ak Jaka finished it all in one hard blow.

Deep.

Robust.

Quick.

"Akh!"

Simultaneously, we wonder* strong. And while biting my shoulder, Ak Jaka spilled the seeds of his love into my womb. Thorough. Until the last throb....