My Hot Baby's
Caliph

Zareena laughed as Tristan tickled her stomach. Both are still in the bathroom, but have moved under the shower.

Both are innocent, Tristan can see the curves of Zareena's body, even he found the birthmark of the woman who was under the armpit. That is, yesterday Tristan still did not pay proper attention to the beautiful body.

Vice versa. Zareena saw, it could even stroke every inch of the man's body. On her whim, Zareena gripped Tristan's dense backside body. He patted him many times and made the young man growl.

"It's very tight" said Zareena.

"You're naughty."

"Oh, honey, you're so hot." Zareena patted the back as if Tristan was a five-year-old.

Tristan turned off the shower faucet, clutching Zareena firmly. "You must be taught a lesson."

Zareena laughs. "I want to."

Tristan grabbed the kimono that was on the sink table, covered Zareena, then carried her out of the bathroom.

Both fell on the bed. Zareena rubbed Tristan's wet hair in a towel, but the man held her hand instead. The two stared at each other, slowly Tristan retreated, descending under the bed.

Knowing Tristan's desire, Zareena widens her legs. Tristan wanted her rose petals, and sure enough because the man immediately buried his face there.

Zareena looked up, hissing at the pleasure she had just gotten. Tristan clashed her lips with red petals. Sipping her pistil, rubbing her tongue on the small part that makes Zareena hover.

"Don't stop. Keep going," pinta Zareena.

Tristan further buried his face there. Ransacking Zareena's defenses. Turn on the waves of passion to burn even more in the cold peaks of the night.

"Touch me, honey," Zareena pinta.

Tristan raised his head. "You sure?"

Zareena nodded. "Yes, give me yours."

At the moment Zareena is not thinking about the man who will be her future husband. From the beginning he wanted Tristan. If you can't live with the man, at least Zareena can spend beautiful nights with Tristan.

"It's probably gonna hurt a little bit" Tristan said. "But I'll do it gently."

"Do it immediately" said Zareena.

"Look easy, honey. I won't hurt you" said Tristan, then kissed Zareena's lips.

Enter, but it's so hard. Tristan tries to justify his position so that Zareena feels relaxed. This isn't the first time Tristan has been in a relationship with an untapped girl. But this is Zareena. He wants to treat his special lady as best he can.

Zareena bit her lip as the forbidden passage urged her. Tristan lowered his body, kissed Zareena's lips so that the passion rose.

"Hug me" whispered Tristan.

Zareena held her arms around Tristan's neck. As he felt the man urge, Zareena clutched both of the man's shoulders.

"This ...."

"It'll be a minute" whispered Tristan cutting off Zareena's speech.

Tristan urged inside, Zareena's body shaking with her fingernails scraping the man's back.

"It hurts," said Zareena, tears coming out of the tip of her eye.

"It's only half, honey."

Tristan looked at Zareena, rubbing the cheek that was being watered by tears. Tristan kissed the lips while pushing her body deeper inside.

"You're perfect for me" Tristan said, then started moving slowly.

It was still felt as Tristan moved his body. In fact, Zareena wanted to remove the man from above her body. Some were torn, but so thrilling as to hit hers.

"You've become a woman" Tristan said.

"It's painful, Tris," said Zareena.

"Will no longer. While here, I'll familiarize you with her."

Urge for the sake of Zareena's insistence accept. He could hear the sound of a clash between bodies, but Tristan kept moving his hips until he reached the height of the collapse.

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