
The LavCo 33
After a bit of calm, Lavia began to think normally again.
"Am I being too rude to Rocco?" muttered.
"She's not wrong but I vented my emotions on her." Lavia.
"Today's her birthday and I even scolded her" she whispered.
Then Lavia came back out of the room and saw Rocco making coffee in the kitchen.
Rocco, who saw Lavia's arrival, raised his head.
"What's wrong?" ask Rocco while stirring his hot coffee.
"Sorry" Lavia said at last.
"Replace your clothes," Rocco said and walked towards the middle room sofa.
"I'm going to sleep after this so I don't need to change. Ah yes, happy birthday. Sorry, I don't know if it's your birthday today" Lavia said following Rocco into the living room.
"Thank you, but I'm not too happy if I get older. Now, get in the room and don't wander in front of me in that cursed shirt" Rocco said.
"It's not so bad and I'm still wearing a shirt, Rocco. I'm not eating, am I?" sahut Lavia's.
"Oh my ... You ...," said Rocco hanging as soon as he saw Lavia was in front of him again.
That mole scene began to permeate his dirty eyes and brain.
"I'm pretty brengseek, Lavia. Get in the room or I'll fumble your body in here" Rocco said.
"You've already touched me," Lavia replied casually and walked towards her room again.
Rocco drew Lavia's hand and made them face to face.
"You're luring me?" rocco asked with a face very close to Lavia.
"No," whispered Lavia and brought her lips closer to Rocco's.
Then Lavia pushed Rocco's chest and retreated her steps away from the man.
Lavia walked towards her room and Rocco only realized that the back of the shirt was so transparent that the man could see Lavia's buttocks so clearly because Lavia only used the G-string inside.
Rocco stepped forward and grabbed onto Lavia's stomach then took her to the sofa and devoured the red lips.
Rocco felt the sweet taste of strawberry on Lavia's lips and it actually made him more lahao menguluum lips Lavia.
Rocco cursed in his heart because he felt he could not hold back his lust anymore.
"I can't stop" Rocco said, kissing Lavia's neck.
"I'm not telling you to stop" Lavia said in a seductive tone of voice.
Drrrtt ... Drrrttt ...
The sound of phone vibrations on the table disperse their concentration and indirectly sound Rocco's consciousness in his brain.
Rocco stopped his kiss and placed his forehead on Lavia's forehead.
"I think I'm crazy" he whispered.
Lavia laughed softly and pushed Rocco's body from above her.
Lavia knew that Rocco would not continue their hot activities and Lavia had no problem with that.
Rocco picked up his phone and picked up the phone call.
"Yes, Mom," Rocco said.
"Happy birthday, honey," Velvet told her eldest son.
"Thank you, Mom," Rocco replied.
Lavia sat up and confirmed her clothes in front of Rocco.
Lavia even teased Rocco with a wink in her eyes before she entered the room.
Rocco cursed in his heart because he felt his desire was stifled due to his awareness earlier.
"How's Lavia doing?" ask Velvet.
"He's good" Rocco replied.
"Your relations?" ask Velvet.
"Well," Rocco said with the same answer.
"Should mommy cancel your engagement at the press conference?" ask Velvet.
"No, no, no" Rocco replied.