Sexy Little Partner
First chapter two

The king removed Kimmy's CD, the slippery white short dress was no longer able to cover its precious contents.

The King's fingers began to rub. From the stomach down to the bottom, until it reaches its main goal.

The king smiled thinly, feeling the sincerity of the fruit that is still very ranum. Of course because Kimmy took care of her, Kimmy took care of her, and that was all for her.

"I love you."

"Gee!" Kimmy replied with De-Sah, how not, the King said love while his naughty hands fiddled with the most sensitive parts.

Holding his breath Kimmy squeezed the soft bedsheet tightly. The thing he never found was now in his squad.

His knees felt weak, yet quivering, there was a sting that jolted his blood circulation. The tiny legs were moving tensely.

The chest puffed up beautifully, and it was something the King liked the most. In addition to the neck and lips, the King often stopped there just to reduce thirst.

These few minutes the King just focused on combing through the whole crazy curve of the girl. And maybe soon, the name Kimmy girl disappears.

"Enak right?" The king asked quietly, Kimmy nodded even with a reddened face.

Shameful, the King managed to make Kimmy enjoy every second of togetherness wrapped linnguh.

Open Kimmy's lips to dry. The king lowered his head, soaking the set of lips with the saliva that his sense of discernment carried.

"Rajahh OOM!" Kimmy growled biting her husband's lower lip strong. "Gee!" It hurts, but it's part of this hot game.

"Ciye wet." The King's words that make Kimmy even more blushing. "Does that mean Kimmy orgas?" Ask.

"Not yet, this is only a small part of it. Women have difficulty reaching the top. What's more for those who often do it independently, women will be more difficult to reach it. So, King wants Kimmy to taste the sweetness of orgas."

Kimmy understood, The king is smart because the young man studied whatever his field. King perfect husband.

For the sake of being able to see his favorite pottery fruit, the King lit all the bright lights. Kimmy's legs he stretched. A little bit of her buds were forced open. It's the definition of a virgin. Pink stuffed in it.

The king observed the passage, in the past, he had learned about the structure and function of the network of special objects.

The king knew best, something that would make the girl would never reject him. The king lowered his head, and began to sweep his senses against the walls of the cave.

"......."

Kimmy's breath was more irregular than before. Especially when the King drowns a little tip of the boneless object. The sweat begins to seep out from its smooth pores.

Fragrant ayu, the scent of peace, the King likes everything Kimmy has. Kimmy's daily body care makes the girl undeniable.

Unable to hold back, Kimmy got up and a hot kiss broke out between them. Apparently, if this is the case, Kimmy can be more aggressive.

The king smiled victoriously, as Kimmy savagely squeezed his hair while the girl's boneless springy object combed through the wet space of the ice creamy wisdom on his lips.

No activity has been carried out by the missile, but Kimmy has floated like swallowing ek-stasi.

Tok tok....

The annoying voice that made the couple look at the door. "Who is he?"

The king glanced at his classic wall clock and it was still 04:30. Drowsiness, so want to succeed quickly and then sleep. However, a knock disrupts his romantic activities.

"Open up, maybe an emergency, no one will dare to come here if it's not an emergency."

Kimmy replied, her lips pouting while dropping her back on the surface of the mattress.

"Sorry."

The king pulled out a thick blanket to cover part of his wife's body. Remove one mosquito net so that Kimmy's figure is invisible from the door.

The king fixed his sleeping kimono and then rubbed the rest of his wife's saliva before he actually opened the door.

"Boss!" Doni and Aldo had anxious faces.

"What else?"

"Rinda needs to talk!" Doni thrust a cell phone at him.

"Lo's crazy!" The king glared full. Occasionally glancing at Kimmy, he was afraid that his wife would hear Rinda's name.

"It's nothing, it's an emergency, Rinda's son needs a lot of blood! Now he's in the hospital!" Doni Sahut.

Moreover, the status of the King is married, misunderstanding can occur at the beginning of marriage.

"He wants the boss to talk!" Aldo.

The king grabbed Doni's cell phone and walked to a quiet place. Cold gripping the look on his face, it seems true said Krystal his mother, the girl he had loved so far became a forerunner of pests.

"Well! Say it!"

📞 "Help me King, Ansel need your help, Radit, I need Radit. The father of Ansel Raditya Miller. Ansel needs a donor from him. I've been here and there looking for him, nowhere. Help me." Help me." He heard her crying.

"Listen Rinda, whatever your problem please don't forget I'm married, Kimmy often misunderstands you, so stop making Kimmy misunderstand me!"

📞 "Sorry." Rinda sobbing.

"Aldo and Doni will help you."

The king turned off the call before taking turns staring at Doni and Aldo. "You help her, and please, I've already switched her number to yours, so don't even try to convey her complaint to me! Just now that Kimmy forgave me, don't let him misunderstand me again!"

"Sorry, from earlier we also try to tell, but girls do not know themselves this is very difficult to take care of!" Aldo ketus's. Follow emotions. "Lo still likes girls like gini?" Add it to Doni.

"No! Doni handsome, kayak no longer do good!" Doni's rebutting in the end.

No no no...

The sound of running steps was heard, King, Aldo and Doni turned to Kimmy who entered the room.

"Look, Kimmy must have misunderstood again!" The king stepped quickly towards his room after speaking to his best friend.

Until Kimmy's room stood in front of the dresser. The king stepped closer, then hugged her tightly from behind.

From the mirror, the King stared at Kimmy's flat face. There's concern about Kimmy's misunderstanding again. Trauma king.

"Sorry." Sluggishly.

"Why should I apologize?" Kimmy turned her body. In one go she dives into her husband.

"Must be King, ..."

"Kimmy precisely thank you, the King has proven the King's sincerity."

"Hmm?"

"Ansel Radit's son? What if Kimmy was with him? The real king, just as King Kimmy often cry, what else is the same free motorcycle boy like him."

"Ssuut." The King's hiss came to a halt as Kimmy's lips poked him. Seated Kimmy enjoyed the gelenyar that had paused.

Seeing for yourself how the love of the King, the love of Kimmy is germinating. I want Kimmy to turn himself in this second, too.

Without breaking the kiss, the King led Kimmy to lie on the bed with his legs dangling down.

First the King took out his CD, then threw away the haphazard kimono. Plain already he was, Kimmy glared in surprise.

Little King palpated the bottom of Kimmy, his lips smiling handsome devil. "Wet."

"But, ..." Kimmy slightly retreated to see the King's rocket sticking out in front of him. "That's, ..."

"Gee!" Unwilling to accept rejection again, the King united their two cores. "Don't keep resisting, please, the King is already sleepy."

"Rajahhah!" Kimmy turned upside down, she was trying to receive foreign income from her husband.

Slowly the King penetrated, tore, from the difficulty until it collapsed perfectly.

Holding on to two chewy pieces belonging to Kimmy, King began to spur the woman's plump body.

The King's mouth was open, there was a small De-Sah that slipped loose in a row. Do not be asked how the condition of Kimmy who continues to scream hoarse and hoarse.

"illness?" Kimmy shook his head, knowing the King would stop if he told the truth.

Sad, painful, but undeniable, there is a sense of drifting that dominates this game.

"Oh Kimmy, tight!" Rutuk King.

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