The Revenge of Impotent CEO
Chapter 92

Underage please skip. Mom-mom find daddy first. Who is old enough not to have a knife please prepare a favorite cold drink, do not forget the fan is also😌💃

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"Uuuhhhh .." - Ziva's groan held back the tickle and two pleasures at once, as Lolan pressed the middle lobe on both of his mounds while still keeping the recess of his neck.

"Ge-geli," Ziva's ringis made Lolan remove his mouth from Ziva's neck niche.

"But you like it, right?" Lolan smiled gently at Ziva while his hand was still playing the mound, making Ziva's face so red as his lust intensified.

"Jang-an looked at me," Ziva covered his face with both palms. Lolan smilingly looked at Ziva, his wild brain working, he wanted to make Ziva float in the air with his mischievous hand play.

"Ahh, slowly!" ringis Ziva immediately lowered his hand, landing both hands in the hands of Lolan who continued to re-masnya, blinding him to feel more sensation than when kissing earlier.

Lolan didn't care, he kept me re mas the two mounds of Ziva still wrapped in the cloth. Blinded Ziva goes awry when the amused and delicious it keeps raining on him again and again.

"Just take it out, don't hold it," Lolan said, asking Ziva not to hold back.

"Lo-lan," call Ziva as Lolan begins to unzip the dress she's wearing.

"No need to be ashamed," whispered Lolan gently in Ziva's ear, Ziva sighed several times, assuring his heart that he was truly ready.

As the zipper began to drop off completely, Lolan searched the end of Ziva's dress, exposing it upwards slowly. "Thank your hand" said Lolan, at first Ziva hesitated, but in the end he resigned.

When Ziva raised both hands, Lolan put on the dress that Ziva was wearing, until the dress separated from Ziva's tiny body. Again Lolan was wide-eyed when staring at Ziva's beautiful body made him even more crazy.

Embarrassed at the sight of Lolan staring at his body, Ziva immediately folded his legs, covering both of his bumps that poked slightly from the red bra that was now covering him.

Lolan threw Ziva's dress in any direction, with her hands, she put away Ziva's hand blocking the beautiful scene that was now before her.

Lolan led Ziva to his bedside, while he was on top supporting Ziva's body. Lolan held Ziva's hands up, locking them so that they would no longer bother him.

Lolan looked at Ziva lovingly, and vice versa, Ziva also looked at Lolan lovingly. But, with both cheeks that have been as red as tomatoes when embarrassed because his body only wears a bra and also a challenging red cd.

"I love you, Ziva," said Lolan softly.

"A-I ju-also," replied Ziva staggered.

"Also what?" seductive Lolan smiled gently.

"I love you too, Lolan!" firmly Ziva immediately turned his gaze to the side in embarrassment with his confession just now. While Lolan felt very happy to hear Ziva's confession. He positioned Ziva's face to look back at him. Lolan kissed his sweat-filled forehead, then kissed his eyes, nose, cheeks, and ended up back on me lu ranum lips Ziva who became opium to him.

After dancing in Ziva's oral cavity, Lolan returned down. Not to the neck niche, but directly to the two round mounds of Ziva that are so ideal in size for him, not too small nor too big, which surely Lolan had long craved for the sensitive part.

Lolan slipped his naughty hand, looking for the bra hook behind Ziva's body, as soon as he found it, Lolan immediately untied it while still keeping a slightly raised mound.

Lolan lifted his body, then slowly pulled the bra that covered Ziva's chewy mound. Lolan's eyes seemed hypnotized and did not turn away from the view of Ziva's crazy and tight mound. Impatient Lolan immediately me re mas soft, making Ziva all wrong when the sense of pleasure spread throughout his bloodstream.

"Uuuhh .." lenguh Ziva when Lolan mengulum central lobe reddish-brown, make the chocohip-shaped object is perfect.

"Lo-lan slowly, emm ..." please Ziva has no power to hold him back.

Lolan seemed deaf not to listen to Ziva's plea, he just kept me re mas, men yesap, me lu mat, twisting, even biting, leaving a reddish mark there. Lolan was so very very very satisfied, Ziva's moans were able to make his desire even more explosive.

Lolan's tongue game was getting down, stopping in Ziva's stomach, not forgetting to give a sign of possession there. His left hand still re mas one of Ziva's mounds, while his right hand slipped into the cd that Ziva now wears.

"Nurus ..." Ziva groaned again as Lolan gently swiped his core down there. Hearing Ziva's cry makes Lolan even more eager to give his best servant to his beloved wife, Ziva.

Lolan stopped playing on Ziva's mound also in Ziva's stomach, now he only focused on stroking slowly the core of Ziva, making Ziva lift his body as if reaching for the pleasure that now there is a peak of his body.

Lolan stopped the movement of his hand, allowing Ziva to breathe a sigh of relief. Slowly, Lolan took down the last cloth that wrapped the very core of Ziva's body.

"Don't look at her," instead of closing her groin, Ziva covered her face with both palms, as if seeing Lolan's facial expression was the most frightening to her.

Lolan smiled at Ziva who was still timid, he drew closer to Ziva's groin, opening Ziva's thigh wide. Then play his hand there.

"Ahhhh, Lo-lan," Ziva lamented as Lolan rubbed back the core.

"Lolan, sick," Ziva grimaced as Lolan stuck one of his fingers in there.

"Lalan, sick. Please stop," Ziva again grimaced but Lolan remained focused and accelerated the rhythm of his finger play. Ziva arched his body when he managed to reach the sense of wisdom that struck him.

Lolan kissed Ziva's forehead gently, while Ziva was still closed while breathing out after getting his first release.

When Ziva opened his eyes, Lolan greeted him with a small smile. "It doesn't hurt, does it?" seductive Lolan made Ziva even more embarrassed.

"Can I continue?" lolan asked after gently kissing Ziva's forehead. Ziva who was still panting just nodded his head without answering.

Lolan bent back, put away the mini towel that was coiled around his body, then directly aimed at his immortal weapon that had stood perfectly.

Ziva turned his gaze to the side, staring at the jumbo-sized hard object that really made him hesitate to continue. "I will do it slowly, no need to fear," added Lolan guided Ziva's face back to face him. Until Ziva inevitably has to see what is done weapons ready for combat unusual size.

Ziva looked with his own eyes, as Lolan pointed the hard object into his body, ready to make a tempestuous union. Ziva was still able to breathe a sigh of relief when Lolan merely smoothed the hard object at its core.

However, Ziva closed his eyes when he felt the hard object as if it hurt the core down there. Lolan bent his body over Ziva's body, positioning himself, pressing deeper and deeper so slowly.

"Already, Lolan. Sakiiettt ..." beg Ziva for Lolan to let him go.

"New in two inches, dear. Responsibility, sorry," said Lolan kept pressing slowly, trying to break through Ziva's defense.

Lolan pressed down again with all his might but remained slowly. When it had only entered half, about ten centimeters, Lolan pulled it, then pressed it again. That's how it goes until inch by inch makes it in. Ziva continued to plead with Lolan to stop his activities. However, it was impossible for Lolan to stop the activities he had been waiting for all this time.

"Sorry, Honey. The pain is only for a moment, it won't be long, hang on" Lolan said.

"Aeeerrrrghh," Ziva's erang stuck his nails on Lolan's back, as the union had already torn his defenses apart. Ziva felt the pain that was so painful down there, Lolan's body was fused with his body, the union seemed to make the two will never be separated.

Ziva's nail claw left a scar on Lolan's back. But Lolan doesn't care about that. He knew that the pain he got from Ziva's claw was nothing compared to the pain and pain Ziva got from his current activities.

Lolan fell silent, letting his body sink into Ziva's warm body. The man turned his head, stared at the roof of the house, enjoying the sensation of massage inside Ziva's body so narrow.

The pain that ziva felt slowly disappeared and replaced with a sense of pleasure that is second to none when Lolan began to pull and then press his body according to the rhythm that he set.

"Rolaaying!" Ziva yelled as he returned to get the release that had been out of the way a number of times. While Lolan still hasn't gotten his release, Lolan is a truly mighty man. Ziva continued to moan for Lolan to end, but Lolan really did not care, just the apology he kept saying made Ziva cry as if he had really no longer hold back and tired.

Pity to see Ziva who continued to beg, the feeling that Lolan was speeding up the rhythm of his movement, Lolan hugged the tubub Ziva tightly, while his movement down there was getting wild.

"Zivaaah!" Shouted Lolan as his tubule shook and spouted the liquid of life to make Ziva continue shouting the name of his Husband.

"I love you, Ziva. And sorry for hurting you tonight" Lolan hugged Ziva tightly, kissing his wife's forehead many times. While Ziva still sobbed making Lolan feel very guilty to his wife.

"I'm sorry" said Lolan, wiping Ziva's tears slowly, Ziva just nodded and buried his face in Lolan's arms.

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