THE CHILDISH MAFIA THIEVES HEARTS

THE CHILDISH MAFIA THIEVES HEARTS
34. YOU ASKED FOR IT


Hera's eyes widened, her heartbeat seemed to stop, she suddenly couldn't breathe.


"What's this?"


Mr. Tama was unable to withstand the turmoil within him. The pomegranate's red lips were gently enjoyed. Tasting each side patiently, thoroughly enjoying its chewy and sweetness. What a very intoxicating taste.


When he wanted to explore the inside, Mr. Tama did not get a way in. Instantly he opened his eyes, and looked at Hera who was not breathing at all.


"What are you doing? Breathe out!" Said Mr. Tama while letting go of his kiss but did not let go of his embrace.


Hera breathed like a dying man. Suddenly he forgot how to breathe properly. But not yet can he remember how to breathe, Mr. Tama has attacked him again.


"Close your eyes and enjoy!"


Mr. Tama again scooped up the sweet red lips of the Hera pomegranate. A small bite managed to give him access to explore in the mouth cavity of the beautiful girl. Hera closed her eyes as Mr. Tama's burly hands began to venture in.


"Don't Mr." Hera pleaded.


He tried to push Mr. Tama's body, but his strength wasn't strong enough. There he was even more pepet by Mr. Tama.


"Isn't this what you want? Enjoy it!"


Mr. Tama's lips went down towards the neck of Hera's level. Licking his smooth white neck, biting his ears, and not forgetting to leave a possession mark there. Forcing Hera to scream, but still trying to keep her. All that sense is very new to Hera. This is the first time she is touched by a man like this.


"Take it out!" Tama's words made Hera shudder.


"Akh."


"Don't Mr." Hera pleaded with a stifled voice. As much as possible he held back so that the voice of the curse did not escape his sexy lips again.


But unfortunately the weak voice was even more spurring strange turmoil in Mr. Tama. The guy's getting crazy. He lifted the beautiful girl in his arms towards the guest sofa, and laid her there. Hera tries to hold back when Mr. Tama wants to unbutton her shirt. But his strength was far less than that handsome man. Mr. Tama raised both his hands and locked them above his head.


Srekk... With just a single pull all the buttons of Hera's clothes came loose and scattered on the floor. Showing something Mr. Tama really wants to see. Hera no longer has the strength to fight, none of her efforts have been successful. Mr. Tama is really not an opponent he can match.


Tama enjoyed his victory over Hera. His left hand locked onto the movement of Hera's hand, while his right hand was busy playing a chewy round object that was very challenging before him. Although still covered in underwear, but did not stop his burly hands to stimulate the sensitive area of beautiful women under his shade. Not only that, the red lips of the very sweet pomegranate that had become his candlestick also did not escape his attack. Down to the neck of the smooth white level which is also very tempting. Mr. Tama is absolutely crazy. This is the first time I have enjoyed a woman like this. It seems to feel pretty amazing.


If Mr. Tama enjoys his activities, but not so with Hera. The beautiful girl cried in silence. Her tears flowed unstoppably. The pain and shame he felt was extremely unstoppable. She abused a handsome man who was actually her own husband.


Mr. Tama stopped his action when he heard Hera sobbing.


"Is she crying? Butwhy? Isn't he the one who wanted all this?" Mr. Tama wondered to himself.


He released the helpless weak girl who was crying. He got up and walked back towards the large window to gaze at the moonlit night sky.


"Go!" It turned out that the cruel man still had a sense of pity in his heart.


As much as Hera got up and dragged her feet from there. He immediately ran towards his room. There was no way he would casually walk around with his current clothes. His clothes were messy and his entire shirt buttons had also been torn off. Everyone would think badly if they saw his current condition.


After Hera had passed from there, someone came out from hiding. Staring at Hera with a hard to interpret gaze. There was a great pity in her little heart, seeing the beautiful, kind girl who had just been harassed by her own master.


"It's too bad for your fate."