My husband Gemulai
Extra part 10

As planned by Emanuel since noon, if tonight Juna will sleep with Opa and Omanya.

And now Ema is preparing to start her hot night.

"Ih! What the hell are you? From there your ass went back and forth!" ketus Fika, so uncomfortable to see her husband standing in front of the edge right to sleep while pushing back his ass.

"You try a new style, let her sister Juna quickly be," replied Ema, glancing mischievously at his wife.

"Basic ganjen! His style is still gleaming but like Hercules on the bed" said Fika, shaking her head repeatedly.

"Hem, that gemulai gini that makes you klepek. Yeah, no?" Ema walked up to his wife who was lying on the bed, then he immediately overstretched his body.

Cup

Ema kissed and smeared the sweet lips that had become the candlestick very greedily, she released her pagutan for a moment, then Ema released all the cloth attached to the body of both to innocence without a thread.

"Yank," cried Fika, as Ema's hand crept the two circles of her forehead alternately.

Ema silenced her lips with another hot kiss, and one of Ema's hands now spread down, stopping at the slender belly area and rubbing it with sensual movements and the hand was getting down again, stop right in the hemisphere of the flesh that is pink, in the rubbing of the surface of the meat gently to make the owner sigh and whimper delicious.

"Eughh." Fika sighed stifled when one of her husband's fingers went into the core and in and out with a regular movement.

Fika increasingly opened her thighs wide, giving her husband space to enjoy the paradise of her world more freely.

"Nlue." Fika closed her eyes and bit her lower lip as the movement of the fingers accelerated into her core.

Ema smiled, she kissed his wife's entire face with love and burning passion. His hand was still active in the core of his wife, until Fika finally reached his first release.

"It's wet, honey," whispered Ema, sensually.

"Quick input, I can't stand it, please," Pinta Fika pleaded.

"As you wish, dear." Ema led the eagle straight to her flooded nest.

With a single blow, the eagle's entire neck was perfectly immersed in his wife's heart.

"Ughh, it's really good," racau Fika, when feeling the rain for the rain given by her husband with a fast tempo.

The pleasure spread throughout his joints, and stopped right in the recesses of his heart.

"You're very good, Yank." This time it was Ema who was fumbling, as she felt a gentle massage from her wife's nest. Then Ema smeared his wife's lips very greedily, along with the rain she gave into the nest of pleasure.

"Ah ah ah." Fika continued to sigh under her husband's confinement, both her hands coiled around her husband's sturdy neck.

Various styles they tried, from spider jumping style, Freestyle lizard style, the style of frogs to both feel satisfied and tired, then back to the previous style of the supine frog style. The typical sound of romance continues to be heard, the roar of breath increasingly hunting marked if the two will reach release.

"Gurgh!" racau Ema, stomping his hips firmly and deeply as the eagle spewed hot liquid into his wife's womb.

Cup

"Thank you, sweetheart. May our efforts this time succeed," said Ema, peeping his wife's whole face gently.

"Amin" answered Fika, who had been drowning under her husband's confinement.

"Truck out yours."

"No, I want to ask for more" said Ema, peeping her lips and sipping them gently.

"luck!" annoyed Fika, when he felt the eagle had expanded again.

The second round will begin... 🔥

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