Hot Duda: Love For Rangga Season 2
Relaxation

On the way home, I asked the Saints about his depression. But he's still tight-lipped. He just said, "Wait for us to get home."

Arriving at home - in our room, impatiently, I immediately asked again.

"Patience," she said, taking off her necklace and diamond ring, and putting the two jewels on the dresser. Then he pulled my hand and sat me on the sofa. "Don't move" he whispered in a sensual tone. He leaned over, took off my suit, then took off my tie, shirt, shoes and socks. "I'd have trouble taking your pants off if you didn't stand up."

Oh, okay, my inner. I stood up and Holy immediately reached out his hand to my belt, unzipped my pants, and.. trousers*my greeting came with the date. Later then...

Sacred giggles. "Basic perverted brain!" ledek. "Nothing's up."

Ew...!

"Wait what else?" my many. "Come...."

"What's? I'm just gonna take you to the shower, you know!"

"Come, dong.. don't do this...."

"OK, okay. Help me open my dress first."

Sreeeet. But....

He ran, instead, into the bathroom and locked the door.

Ah, he wants to play games with me. I wanted to be quiet until she gave in and opened the door, coaxed me into sulking and asked me to make love. But here he is a child, if I do not compensate later he thinks I am old and cannot be joked. So yeah, that's it.

I had to give up. Banging and begging him to open the door for me.

Geez. Mama's son got bullied. Mama would laugh if she saw all this. "Open dong, Yang...."

"Okay..," he exclaimed from within. "But you have to promise one thing. I have a request, and you have to grant me whatever it is. Hows it? Deal?"

Chequek!

Her body was plain, but her hair was still dark. A beautiful sight greeted me as soon as the bathroom door opened. "Here," he said. Again, he pulled my hand and leaned me near the sink. We kissed, hot, deep, and full of passion. Then...

He came down, attacked me downstairs.

"aaah... Yang..," *my friend felt the warmth in his mouth, and for a moment I remembered Rhea. Rhea knew I was happy diora* and this was the first time I felt the pleasure of being treated the same by Saints, without being asked. I think he's starting to learn more.

Hmm.. very delicious, which....

Oh my goodness, I can't stand it. I pulled her hair so she could wake up. My movements were a bit rough, and he liked it.

"I have to go in" I said.

I pulled him closer, and slowly turned around behind him. Sacred stared at herself in the mirror with my sixpack body behind her. I thought I wanted to merge quickly, but I pared. I want to torture him first with pleasure. Naughty, my hand moved forward, grasping his chest and touching it violently. Holy stingers hold back the delicious taste that may have overflowed to the crown.

"Wisdom?" I looked at him in the mirror.

"Em, very. Really. I'm. ah, Mas...."

"*sigh as you please, Which. Not arrested. I liked. You sound sexy."

There's no answer. There was only ah, em, who had alternately escaped from her tiny lips. And the long eummmmm. when I was is* strong nape of his neck. And it was longer when I flipped her body, and then sat her down next to the sink. I enjoyed his chest, then went downstairs, and...

"Yyyama...." He raised his head, but his hands clutched my hair, and his thigh muscles stiffened. "Cukuuuuup... I don't knowaaaaaan," she gasped. "Come, Mas...."

Well, time to blend in. Cusss. and uh ah continued with the heat. Exceedingly hot.