The Conqueror Cassanova
Chapter 10 I'm tired, Mom

Akh .... Akh .....

Slowly Marcell jerked hers right through you.Bang enjoyment belongs to Vanya. While Vanya can only close his eyes while his hands squeeze the bed linen on both sides of his body. His face looked up to show the neck of his row which immediately invited Marcell to immediately menci.uminya.

*Next .... Ouch ....

Akh .... Oc* ....

Vanya's thin lips continue to make her sweet voice along with hen.kan for hen's sake. Occasionally Vanya also menggi.git lips ba.wahnya, making his face more seductive look in the eyes of Marcell.

*Akh.. It's very delicious, baby.

Ouch .... Fu..cb* ....

Marcell did not want to lose with his lover. He enjoys the game he created himself. The sweat that soaked his burly body made him look even more dashing. What only exists in his mind is how he can complete the has.rat in him.

Akh .... Vnnya ....

Unsatisfied with the mini.onary position, Marcell turned the slim body of Vanya. Vanya who knows the position desired by Marcell, he also bent both knees to make him bend. Vanya's smooth body further made Marcell lose control. Moreover, a tattoo with a red rose on his waist, making Vanya look more enchanting.

Akh ... akh .....

it's so delicious, baby ....

Fou.cking SH..it ....

Ran..cha for ran.chaos thrown by Marcell while he keeps himself beating his own into Vanya.

Plaque .... Plaque ....

On the sidelines of Marcell forward rewind ru.dalamnya, he also menam..par bo...The crazy Kong belongs to the lover.

Akh ... akh .... Akh ....

Vanya also continued to emit a voice merdunya to make Marcell increasingly aggressively accelerate his movement to reach the peak of his which will soon be reached. Even so fast and hard hen...Take it, make a very loud noise. The distinctive sound of the fusion of two bodies that are clashing in a beautiful game.

htc .. pok ... pok ....

Feeling that he had reached the peak, Marcell reached for Vanya's beautiful mane and pulled it back to make Vanya raise her head.

Ouch .... Ouch* ....

And Vanya? Although his lips continue to mee.rang but without Marcell know the beautiful face of his lover looks flat. It was as if he was not enjoying the hot game of the lover. It's just that the flat face is only known by Vanya because Marcell is too focused on his own game.

Akhhhhh.......

The longer the faster the hen...The takan created by Marcell until a while later sounded Marcell's long howl, indicating that he had reached the peak of his pleasure.

After Marcell spouted his ken.tal liquid, he immediately fell and collapsed beside Vanya's body. With a gasp of breath, Marcell slept on his back regardless of Vanya who was now starting to inching from there.

Knowing that Marcell was closing his eyes in exhaustion, Vanya got off his bed and walked towards his bathroom without using a thread. He walked while putting his left hand on the core of his body, preventing the liquid inside from coming out back and soiling his room.

Once he got inside the bathroom, he headed straight into a small room covered by a frosted glass wall there. Vanya stood under the cold shower and let go of his left hand, so that he could feel something flowing from the Sur valley.

'Until when, Lord? Until when did I become a slave? Is there anyone who can help me get out of these shackles, Lord?' vanya said in my heart.

Vanya can only cry over her fate under the shower as she cleanses her body.

5 year. During that time he also became a place of impingement for a Marcell. Wrestling has.rat, work, until the anger of Marcell. Whatever makes Marcell dissatisfied, he always vents everything to Vanya. Even though it wasn't Vanya's fault, Marcell always vented to her.

Why is Vanya still alive today? All because of her sisters who were in the orphanage. He remembered very well how he could have gotten to this point if it wasn't for Marcell.

'I'm tired, Mom. Vanya also wants to feel happy, Mom. But how did Vanya get out of here? Vanya can't possibly ignore the sisters, ma'am. Hiks hiks hyks, ' Vanya as if complaining to the mother of the home.

Although sometimes his mind wants him to escape from the shackles of Marcell's love, but his heart again holds him back when the cheerful faces of his sisters are dancing in his head.

With all his might Vanya held Isak sobbing so as not to be heard by Marcell. He won't until Marcell sees his face rubbed or he'll get his punishment. Repeatedly he tried to take a long breath in order to neutralize his breathing.

After he finished spilling everything, Vanya rushed out of the bathroom using her bathrobe.

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But how surprised when he saw the figure of a man who was standing in front of the bathroom door.

"Mar-marcell?"

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