Desire Sister Stepdaughter
CHAPTER 21 - Zoya's Fear

"Hmm, why always ask. Brother knows the answer but aakkhh...." Zayyan laughed discordantly, the man again rendered Zoya helpless with just his fingers. While Zoya's accidental release is clearly embarrassed to look at Zayyan, she is reluctant.

"Bassah, Zoya."

"Dianzayyan!!" Running out of steps because Zayyan didn't stop making him misbehave. The woman hit Zayyan on the shoulder, it was strong enough but only made the man smile in a knot.

"Normal, darling .. don't be ashamed, enjoy Zoya, we're not sisters."

It's not, but believe me it's not that easy for Zoya to change Zayyan's role in her life. All these years he had depended on Zayyan because in the world only men had him. Without her guessing, when Zayyan grew up, he asked for more and not just a sister.

"I'm your husband, our marriage is not a toy .. From now on, I'm not your sister anymore, Zoya." Zayyan pressed the sentence while staring at Zoya's beautiful bead, to be honest the romance in her had not been held back since.

Treated gently, so Zayyan really did not want rejection either directly or indirectly. Evidently with Zayyan who suddenly took off his clothes without asking permission first, even though he tried to cover up Zayyan would get rid of it easily.

Zayyan took a sip of his saliva, his eyes were amazed by what was before him. Already he guessed his sister is indeed sexier than women who have a sensuall body. Zayyan did not want to waste the chance, the woman pulled Zayyan's hair strongly.

Dessahan who had always tried to hold him, now no longer bearable. Zayyan really made Azoya's body go crazy even now she is peeping all over Zoya's body points to her feet.

Zoya is looking for anything she can hold, Zoya pulls Zayyan's hair strong but the man is even more crazy to make the room filled with Zoya's moans. To hell with embarrassment, even if he withstood the same as torturing himself.

Zoya's breathing panted, Zayyan pulled her waist which was now slightly shifted. Zoya's gaze was so sad, more precisely tired because Zayyan had been tormented in merciless pleasure ever since. She smiled slantingly, looking at Zoya as if waving the independence flag if she managed to make her woman subjugated in the end.

"Behold, Brother .. I take a breath first," held Azoya as Zayyan positioned his body in the middle of the wife.

Unfortunately, the man she spoke to was a Zayyan. The crazed man who doesn't care at all about the ban, the more explained the more he does until now his own slowly makes Zoya bite her lips. "Sister, I said seben_"

"Darling, I can't hold it anymore .. Not enough warming up? Hm?" Since then he has been trying to hold back, and if it is delayed the longer it is possible that Zayyan's head will explode soon.

"Sir, I'm bell_arrgh, be patient!!" zoya jolted when she felt Zayyan's waist back trying to advance even though she was not lying at all.

"I'm not that patient, Zoya."

"Nr ...."

"Just for a moment, after that it won't. I promise," he continued trying to break through Zoya's property even though he admitted it was quite difficult, but had tried to make his way slippery but still difficult even he had to catch his breath many times first.

Zayyan is not hypocritical it is difficult, but really bite until the man must be reckless to make Zoya scream with one hit.

"God, thank goodness I'm not late."

The man was closed when his really managed to enter the gate of pleasure without rest, he did not care about Zoya's small cry that was now whimpering under him. Until a few seconds passed, then he moved and made the pain that Zoya felt slowly turned into the opium that she missed.

Slowly but surely, Zayyan moves her hips along with Zoya's body which also moves in rhythm with her husband's movements. He who was embarrassed, now equally crazy when he managed to climax.

Zayyan's long-standing fantasy of Zoya is now real, with the man asking Zoya to switch positions and move up to his body. Indeed, the bottom of the cave, this is the first time but it has been forced to follow his will.

"Nr ...."

"Hm? I hurt you?" The question he asked was wrong time, if only he asked some time ago clearly Zoya would answer yes.

"Silent," whined Zoya and it made her laugh discordantly, not wanting to make Zoya too tired the man returned to make the wife below him, though just as tired at least not as tired as before.

The relationship between the two people who are both mature, without blessing and the one-sided love that Zayyan felt for a long time now makes the two together. Errangan Zayyan filled the room at a time when Zoya was even almost exhausted, outside the rain but the atmosphere in the room was unusually hot even the sweat of both of them was pouring. Zayyan embraced the wife when she managed to reach the peak of pleasure, regardless of how to get Zoya right or not. Clearly, tonight Zoya belongs to Zayyan completely.

"Sister?" Zoya's voice sounded so soft, with a breath now puffing she rubbed Zayyan's shoulders gently.

"Why? Less?"

"Not that, you're not wearing security?" zoya asks, to Zayyan's surprise, she frowns and looks at Zoya's confused face. "No, why is it?"

"When pregnant how?"

"I'm your husband, why confused?" zayyan asked as she clenched Zoya's forehead to get a little conscious, she thought.

- To Be Continue -