Desire Sister Stepdaughter

CHAPTER 42 - Not Failing Completely

Seeing Zoya shake her head, Zayyan smiled sideways and scooped up Zoya's chest so greedily. The green light from the owner of this body, obviously Zayyan was getting excited especially not yet anything, a small sigh had escaped the lips of the wife.

That voice he missed, for whatever sake Zayyan missed Zoya so much. During this time he watched footage of cctv footage in the apartment room to relieve his longing, yes even though only one night they passed there but it was a tranquilizer Zayyan for the last two years.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ...."

Zoya quacks when Zayyan sucks while crushing her crazy mound. The man again smiled when he realized the size even doubled at this time. Zayyan again tracing the neck of his wife, Azoya looked up as if understanding Zayyan needed space to be a little free.

"Take off, Zoya .. don't get arrested, dear. Brother misses your voice" he said with eyes that were now completely covered in fog.

Repeat hot nights like a newlywed couple. Zayyan kissed every inch of Zoya's body so softly, the clothes she had just worn a moment ago were now coming back apart. Zoya's lewd fingers independently remove the pajama button of the husband until the man increasingly wants more things.

Zoya's breathing began to be irregular, even though Zayyan had just warmed up. Still with eyes that kept staring at him, Zayyan was slowly about to open Zoya's pants. The woman blushed again when she felt that hers was now completely open without any obstructions, Zayyan opened her legs wide and looked at her for a while.

Slowly, Zayyan lowered her face until she kissed the wet core of Zoya so gently. As a woman who always tried to keep her chastity for a long time away from her husband, obviously, she could only bite her lower lip while closing her eyes.

A kiss that was originally so soft is now turned into******Zayyan who is increasingly deep though her hair is now pulled Zoya as a form of impingement. Zayyan pulled his hips as his wife seemed to shift because she was unable to withstand the pleasure derived from Zayyan's tongue acting on the bottom.

Zayyan raised his face and changed his kneeling position before Zoya. With this position he could see his wife more clearly without any obstructions, Zayyan swiped his weapon over Zoya's surface slowly. Deliberately warming up more because he is worried Zoya will be surprised even though this is not the first time.

"Your body is getting sexier, sportier, Zoya?" tanya Zayyan still continues to swipe hers even though Zoya's property is slippery.

"Seeka .. aaakh."

Zayyan chuckled, it seemed like Zoya was no longer able to withstand the turmoil and even passed a single sentence she was powerless. The man does not lie, Zoya's body is indeed sexy and her stomach remains slim despite having children.

"You don't want to drink first? I'll start in a minute" Zayyan's circus recalled how Zoya had asked for a drink first when she wanted to cuddle.

Zoya shook her head softly and did not think that the question was just an innuendo. His body was merely lulled, and covered with naffsu until he received Zayyan with all his body.

"Look at my eyes, don't scream, honey .. We're not just the two of us here" Zayyan said, fearing that Zoya would scream after she actually hit her head, it wouldn't be funny if Zoya's new voice woke up her little angel.

"Eh."

Zoya nods, but Zayyan, worried about his wife's refusal, is forced to cover Zoya's mouth with her palm before stomping her body slowly.

"one ... Two ... Three."

Zayyan pushed his body slowly until the man's eyes were completely closed when his own drowned in the pleasure hole of the wife.

"Eeeuungh."

Sure enough, Zayyan's move to shut his wife's mouth was very, very true. He screamed and grabbed Zayyan's arm until his nails were exposed, "Sick, Zoy." This clear sign is not a dream because Zayyan's arm felt pain due to the wife's nails.

Everything was going well, Zayyan started to move slowly to make his wife really comfortable. Zoya's body moves to the rhythm of Zayyan's beat, this is the greatest release of longing they feel.

Zayyan who has entered the game forgot his main goal of closing Zoya's mouth until unconsciously his hand now turns to press both sides of Zoya's thigh as if the wife's legs are still less wide. He fell asleep until the sighs and groans of both of them were increasingly unconditioned.

"I'm sorry, oh my gosh, Zoya .. you're still this narrow," racau Zayyan believes that his wife was really that good as long as she was separated from him.

"Do you like it, honey?" tanya Zayyan made sure because of the worry that enjoyed it was herself while Zoya was a little tortured.

"He-em," Zoya replied as much as she could and she was still trying not to be too content despite being honest she wanted to scream to feel her body being overpowered by Zayyan tonight.

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- To Be Continue -