My Poor Secretary's
The Part 100
...Special episode 100, below 21 years please resign. It's a dyed scene. Thank you....
...Their country is liberal yes guys, so nyelup gawah also gapapa. If you guys can wkwkwkwk. Digrebek pak RT later married....
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Two weeks passed. The requirements of Mommy Megan keep ringing in Danzel's mind. Every day he looked at Gwen as he thought about how he could make love to her without being disturbed by others. Because, every time you want to enter the geoduck there must be something that bothers either Aldrich, Selena, Steve, or Chimera. If this continues, it will be difficult for Gwen to conceive her offspring.
But tonight, Danzel was observing Gwen putting vegetables and fruits into the refrigerator in her apartment. Danzel deliberately asked Gwen for help to arrange the stock of groceries in the refrigerator, even though she could be alone. And he also asks Steve and Chimera to help look after Gwen's children in the next apartment.
Danzel has warned her assistant not to bother and threatened a pay cut to Steve if it thwarted her plans to warm the bed tonight.
Her instincts lead Danzel to get closer to the body she desperately wants to touch. Hugged Gwen from behind and did not let the distance block the two. His head rested on the shoulders of his beloved secretary, not forgetting to continue launching kisses and sweeping his tongue around the neck which was very tempting his faith.
“Danzel, let me finish this,” pinta Gwen. An amused sensation began to spread throughout his body.
“Do it, Gwen. I just want to hug you. I miss being in touch with you so much,” whispered Danzel right in her female ear.
Danzel did not want to move from there, even she was still stuck on Gwen's back and swiped the geoduck with her secretary's butt.
“Danzel, don't be like that,” reprimand Gwen. He tried to shake the body to get Danzel a little away from him. But instead the man was getting tighter and tighter.
“What's it like?” Danzel pretended to be stupid and did not understand the direction of the woman's conversation. Already, anyway tonight he should have managed to dip his geoduck.
“Geli, Danzel. It feels like I want to open both of my thighs here,” chirped Gwen as a naughty Danzel hand goes into the silk cloth covering her sensitive area and gently rubs it using a fingers. Makes his body feel like it is electrocuted, numb to the groin area. Damnit damnit! It felt like collapsing on the floor right now, taking off all the clothes. And make the union accompanied by erotic sounds.
Danzel turned Gwen's body upside down until the two's chests collided. “Do, Dear. I do want that,”. His voice was raspy and his breathing was very hot.
Gwen could sense how the man wanted something more from her. And happily the two touched each other's lips, pitting their tongues against each other.
Danzel ignited the imagination of Gwen who had crossed the mind of the woman. Bending the entire fabric both to plain. But he did not push Gwen to the floor, but rather raised her body to the table next to the stove. Lucky the fire is not burning, if it is certain that both are getting hotter plus the fire of passion both are so burning.
There is no conversation between the two, Gwen and Danzel are both enjoying a touch with each other. Danzel's hands make Gwen's sensitive area wet.
Erotic surata full of pleasure began to sound unpretentious in the kitchen measuring nine meters.
“Danzel, can't you enter it now?” ask Gwen. He couldn't stand it, wanted to be immediately hit with Danzel's geoduck.
“Do you want to play in the kitchen?”
Gwen nodded, the last time it was left behind when wanting a union gave her a headache. “Now, Danzel. I can't stand it,” he said.
Danzel gives a kiss to the area of tenderness that has been trimmed down by Gwen just in case the man wants to climb up nirvana with her.
Danzel opened both of Gwen's thighs wide and began trying to insert hers. He let the lights stay bright to make it easier to lead his geoduck into a more comfortable shell.
“Name my name, Gwen,” pinta Danzel in between she stomps her woman.
“Danzel ...” Gwen's voice sounded sighing and made the man more eager to push back his hips.
The two of them earthily called each other's names with love and passion mixed into one. The flames of pleasure in their souls were burning.
The heat, the pleasure, the sensation they felt could not be defined by anything. Both are reluctant to reach the top together, still want to continue to enjoy the romance.
“Tell me if you feel pain, Gwen,” Danzel said as she turned her body upside down. He wants to change positions, feel how to play from the back.
Gwen's stomach and chest touched the marble table.
Danzel's hand touched the woman's stomach so she wouldn't be pegged at the corner of the table. In his enjoyment, Danzel still thinks of Gwen's comfort.
“Gwen, are you in no pain with this position?” Danzel was worried about her woman because she only made erotic sounds that burned her passion. He thinks his women are afraid to say if they feel pain due to the harsh heat of their struggle. Even his hand that was used to protect Gwen's stomach was already red but he felt nothing.
“No, Danzel. Just the pleasure I felt,” replied Gwen.
Danzel changed their position. Carrying Gwen in front and clenching her passionate lips.
Danzel took turns sitting at the table holding Gwen on it. “Do your duty, Gwen,” whispered in her female ear.
Gwen understood exactly where the conversation was going. He now dominates the game. Swinging his hips up and down. Danzel squeezed a large, chewy part of her body and sipped like a baby.
There is nothing more to say than good. That's all they feel now.
Wrestling with heartfelt love is not a mere passion, making their game complete within an hour.
Both Gwen and Danzel groaned as they reached at the first peak on the marble table beside the stove. The heat no longer comes from the stove, but from the bodies of the two people who are having a fiery spirit to make love.
Gwen's amburking in Danzel's arms. The skin of the two fused with a sweat that soaked their plain bodies.
No words were thrown, only the sound of breath gasping after a night of exercise. Even an open refrigerator does not cool the burning coals in Gwen and Danzel.
“Gwen, stay here,” pinta Danzel. She gently stroked her female hair. Trying to arouse Gwen's desire again as if dissatisfied playing just one time.
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...Uh, why would Danzel's babang ask Gwen to sleep there?...
...Special, the length of the episode. Dah enough two parts first this morning, I want to ask for coffee offerings equally as much....