The Heart of Old Menjakaka
113. You're so smart
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...Blindfold 🙈 and earplugs 🙉 there are people who are breaking the fast....
Steven softly pulverized Citra's lips, his tongue slowly going inside and was immediately greeted. The girl replies to the kiss and follows Steven's game direction.
Although the reply that Citra did seemed stiff, even his tongue was like dancing by himself, but it did not matter. Steven was happy with the welcome. Imagery so enjoy.
Both of Steven's hands immediately brushed his chest, two clasped peaks that he clasped between the middle and index fingers.
The kiss slowly slipped off, then Steven's tongue licked his cheek and descended towards the neck. Soon he smeared her, then gave a small bite in the area.
"Ohhh!" sigh Citra. His body is not clear. Even his hands were busy brushing Steven's head.
Her eyes closed, every touch of her husband's hands and lips felt so good. The image was unable to resist from making a sighing sound.
Two red traces of arrears Steven had managed to leave on Citra's neck, then his tongue began to descend and lick the entire curve of the body until it stopped on a beautiful swamp.
Steven opened the two thighs wide, then drowned his face in that direction.
"Of course ...." Image's breath was already hunting, the sweat on his face was flowing. Her entire body had already stiffened when she felt the matchless pleasure that her husband had done. Something in there was about to explode, but it all went wrong because Steven had taken his lips off of it. "Cock of sparing, Om?" There is a sense of disappointment, even though a little more image almost arrived.
"I'm not strong, Cit. My burung asked to be entered." To be honest Steven is not satisfied playing down there, what else he also knows that Citra has not come out.
However, his manhood really cannot be compromised. Makes him have a headache because he hasn't been able to vomit.
Maybe if he had a mouth, he would have rambled.
"What's it like to be sick, Om?" Citra's face immediately pale and like fear, when Steven was swiping his manhood on the doorstep. Imagery remember, the thing Steven did now is the beginning of his will be entered.
"It may hurt a little, but it won't be as severe as when we first did it. And it must be good for a long time." Steven smiled sweetly then gently kissed Citra's lips.
"Om lying what isn't it?"
"We're trying to prove it first, huh? If it hurts, it doesn't."
The image nodded quickly. "But slow down, Om?"
"Yes." Yeah." Steven nodded. Slowly, he brought his possessions closer to the door and pressed them down. It felt a bit dragy, but it finally made it in perfectly. "Uuh .. I'm wedged, Cit."
"Ohh." Image Eyes instantly melolot, hers felt full of Steven's virility and somewhat in pain.
"Hows it? Isn't it sick?" asked Steven with sparkling eyes. He gave a smile, both of his cheeks looked blushing as he felt his own drowning in there.
"Little."
"Can we start now?"
The image nodded in response.
Steven slowly brought his face closer and scooped up Citra's lips. Slowly he began to move his hips and again brushed his chest.
Enjoy! That's the only word Steven feels right now. Same with what the image feels. At first it was still a bit painful, but Steven's property that managed to get in and out of it for a long time made a good taste spread throughout the body.
Citra's body seemed to be shaken violently, the game that was originally slow now became rough and so fast. Steven seemed to be crazy and continued to beat him mercilessly.
"ah! uh! It's so good, Cit!" sigh Steven.
His loudest voice filled the room. The man continued to grieve and mention his wife's name.
The sweat that was pouring was as if it had become one, because the bodies of the two were attached to each other.
"Om me ...." The image is not strong it feels, in there like it wants to explode. And before long, everything was finally done already when he was sighing strongly. "Ohhhh!"
Knowing that Citra had achieved release, Steven immediately changed position. Now he was lying down and Citra was sitting on his lap. They're still fused together.
"Now replace. I'll teach you to lead the game."
"How is Om?" The image regulates his decapitated breath, then reviews the sweat on the forehead.
Steven touched Citra's waist, then started moving it. The girl immediately followed Steven's hand movements and did not wait for a long time, she had mastered the game.
His vivacious image swayed over Steven's body. Moving his hips while smiling sweetly looking at Steven who has been crimped.
Really, what Steven saw from down there was amazing. The image is very beautiful and charming, what else the second gelatin comes up and down. It adds to the beauty.
"You're so smart, Cit. It's very tasty, "praise Steven while gulping. The image just smiled and continued to move his body.
Steven's passion is getting peaked, the sensation of pleasure is like it's already on the edge of the horn. He wants to explode soon.
"Cartra ... Aaaahhhh!" sighed Steven Long while fusing his romance fluid. But the girl still kept swaying up there. "I love you, Cit." Steven's breathing faltered. His chest looks up and down.
Only a moment his own shrank because he had managed to vomit, but before long he was back to harden. The wobble from Citra that has not stopped making lust in Steven's chest reappears. It seems like the second round will start soon.
Then, he turned his body back. Be on top again to lead the game.
***
Next day.
"Si Steven again meded the same time Dedek yes, Ma. It's not out in broad daylight," said Angga while chewing the apple. He approached Sindi who was watching television in the family room. His wife had since waking up still scowled until now. It seems he is still angry at Angga.
Before long, the aunty maid came over to them, then bowed politely.
"Sorry to disturb Mom and Dad. I just wanted to let you know that there are police outside looking for Mr. Steven" he said.
...Oh, you know, Om. Abis breaking fast sought by police 😂...