Mr. Paralyzed's Bed

Mr. Paralyzed's Bed
Chapter 63


Diego –


You're like coffee, concentrated and alluring. Bitter but makes nagib. Every inch of your body, it always manages to make my passion roar wildly.


Ishe .. Don't you know that I've fallen in your charms?



Diego moved his back slightly while removing his shorts without moving his legs. After securing his position, he pulled Aishe's hand and moved it sitting on top of his thigh. From below, he could see the woman's face blushing. Her long hair dangled beautifully, covering half her smooth white shoulders.


Without needing to be directed, the girl had understood the tactics of her co-star. He flanked Diego's thighs, and thrust a boneless weapon into his heavenly gate, making the sighs of the two echo.


"Ughh – You're beautiful, Ishe!"


For the first time, the man praised Aishe's beauty. I don't know what reason? When he was dressed up, Diego never once praised him. But now, relying only on the face of the pillow, Aishe was able to make Diego praise her beauty.


"You're also very handsome and can always make me out of breath!"


Aishe began to look up, then moved his hips up and down, making the evolved weapon slide inward.


Oh, ****! This woman can always make me satisfied. If only my feet .. had it been, I just needed to be patient a little more.


Diego's two hands were coiled around Aishe's waist, his eyes focused on staring at the rhyming ranum fruit rhythmically with its up and down movement. Made Diego hit him fiercely.


"Di-ego .. uumm .. ahh."


Can't stand it, can't take it anymore. The storm has reached the crown.


Aishe grabbed Diego's two cheeks, raised him up and smashed him. Simultaneously, his hip movement turned into a rapid back and forth.


As her passion headed towards the top, Aishe let go of the grill, her hand moved to her shoulder and grabbed her. At the same time, it looks up and releases the hormone oxytocin and lets it spread.


"Uugh .. ahhh, Diego!" Aishe squeezes Diego's hair, while pulling out her melds.


"You satisfied, honey?" he said caressing Aishe's lips.


"Eem." The two lips again collided skil, lunging into and down all corners.


Aishe moved her hips back a split second after she took a deep breath. Escort it with slow movements, the longer the stronger and stronger itens.


"Ugh .. Baby, Damn It!" Diego smacked Aishe's crazy ass a few times while groaning. "Agh ... Ishe, *Y*our Booty is Amazing!"


Aishe sped up the rhythm of his movements, up and down, until the sweaty hair drenched his forehead and thighs. All for Diego's adrenaline rush and take him to the peak of enjoyment.


"Oh, ****! I'm Coming, Baby!" Diego squeezes the two ranums that have since bounced beautifully, and licks the two pink pistils alternately. Simultaneously, hers pulsed inside, with a warm lava burst flowing without any safety.


The air outside felt quite cold, but the two people were actually flooded with sweat pouring out. The roar of breath was mutually authenticated one and the other. Aishe who was exhausted dropped herself on the chest of Diego's slightly hairy field.


"Tired?" asked Diego who was answered with a double nod of his head.


"Let it be like this then."


The two hugged each other, releasing a sense of tiredness after fighting for almost an hour. In his tiredness, Aishe involuntarily fell asleep for a while. Just a few minutes, until the ringing of the phone shocked them.


Diego grabs the cell phone that was placed on the nightstand. Seeing Emil's name on the screen, Diego quickly answered his call.


"Say!" he said softly so as not to wake Aishe who was still asleep in his arms.


"Master, Farhan killed himself. He bit his own tongue until it broke, when two men entered his cell."


Aishe had obviously been awake ever since she heard the ringing of the cell phone, but her eyes were still too heavy to open. But once his ears accidentally heard Farhan's news, both eyes immediately opened.


"He's dead? It's still 42 days." Aishe tried to lift the head that felt heavy.


"You still aren't willing?"


Aishe sighed, then got up from the bed. "Not really. He's been feeling his hell, but unfortunately only 42 days." He leaned back the pajamas that fell on the floor and put them on.


"Do you want to feed the wolf with the corpse? I'll tell Emil if so."


Aishe turned to look at both of Diego's pretty serious eyes. True, the man who played bed with him several times was never messing with his words, especially if it was about persecuting the enemy.



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