First Boyfriend Second Candidate
First Boyfriend Second Candidate 43
Be wise and be honest with yourself. The content of this chapter contains elements of 21+.
So my pleasure if u're a kid not to read it 😉️. Domo Arigatou 🙏.
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What comes to mind when you meet a new experience, reproves your life more colorful.
The sensual lips were curled happily with an aggressive face. The wild delusion that has been lodged in brain projections is now grasped. His sense of disbelief and not wanting to stop when he could reach; grasping; touching; this experience was the greatest of all he had ever felt.
Wanting more is urgent. When the man's naughty hands managed to open the hook, finding the existence of two twin squeezy enough to make Chris dark. Ega held the shame of almost closing the section, before Chris' hand first landed giving a tremendous sensation.
The palm of the hand continued to exercise there, with lips pitted without pause. Chris took off his lips down the neck of the sweet one with his tongue out. A small bite in the ear until the roar of the husband's breath is heard clearly.
"I like your squeezy her tip pink like your lips." swiped on both ends of the squeezy.
Chris gives a kiss along the collarbone, going down slowly until Chris' hot lips stick to the chewy squeezy. The man grew wild, continuing to ignite the wife's passion to receive her treatment.
Collaboration between hot lips versus both palms continues to exercise. Pressing; licking; wiping; and smacking the whole round section without exception.
In between playing with a squeeze, the man smiled proudly, "Chrissh," the sigh finally came out.
His head looked up at the face of Ega's passion. Ah, his sense he's sure he'll win this. Their eyes were tangled, the wife's gasping breath being the most beautiful melody for her heart. Chris's hand goes up the side of his index finger down the eye; his nose pauses briefly on the lip stop by****** for a second, then it moves again down to the neck continuing up the squeezy around the soft circle. Until Ega felt goosebumps.
Ega's legs move restlessly with increasingly hunting breath. Chris did not take off their gazes, continued to look at Ega's expression from biting on the lips, holding his breath and now the wife closed her eyes with her head slightly looked up.
Chris' finger stroked the outer wrap of the black triangle. The man's head was on the neck licking and tightening giving evidence of possession. His nose continues to press on the pores of the collarbone, continuing to creep down again salivating from the tongue on the tiny pink.
Ega's hands itchy, squeezing the husband's hair strongly. "Chrisshh," the head was down, his lips were round the stomach. Ega squeezed his broad shoulders was amused and stung into one.
The side of the black triangle descended almost poking heaven tucked there. Chris' movement stopped, Ega's hand held him. "I'm ashamed" said the girl who soon changed women.
Chris stared at his long body as the man rose in line, peeling his forehead and stroking the top of his head giving the wife a sense of calm and comfort.
"Why embarrassed?" stroking Ega's cheek.
The girl shook her head, her heart was still beating fast. Oh, my gosh he's innocent. Embarrassing, can you call it that? And the husband? Ega biting the inner cheek. Her husband is still intact wrapped in yarn—
"Open my shirt" whispered his sleep on his side facing his wife.
—Can he read my mind?
Ega turned to look at the husband's face, biting on the thin lips Ega said, "A-what should?" his voice is dashed. "Yes, let's not be ashamed." Hoarse whispering swiping his pointed nose on the collarbone of the wife.
Ega's hand stretched out doubtfully, touching the pajama button removed until the last button. Over his own Chris opens, Ega blushes, irises her pretty eyes rolling from top to bottom. Serratus anterior, Rectus abdominis, Inguinal ligament and canal. That part looks sexy'. But it's too ordinary to know what it's like to touch that.
The pretty eyes almost popped out, scrolling quickly at her husband. Since when did her husband go innocent first. Oh damn, do not let him be caught staring at the body of the husband until he is not aware that his husband took off all the threads first.
"Touch where it makes you curious."
"I—sshh"
Not finished answering, another unexpected thing took a sane limit. Ega again melodious, grabbed Chris' hair. The man returned to nursing by stroking the core of heaven. Well, Chris managed to disarm the black triangle. Ega who kelekolongan here or indeed Chris shrewd scramble the concentration of the interlocutor.
"You're a whim," Ega's voice cried out in a sigh.
Twisting the two petite pink, her head looked up. "I'm the king tonight and you're the queen I have to accept all my deeds," a strong sip of squeezy gave many red marks there. "Sweety, you're so beautiful."
Chris's naughty hands and lips again touch Ega's innocent body. Ah, Chris likes all the shapes in the cloth packs that he always shadows. This is unexpected, the hip shape of the wife even looks more sexy' when like this.
Ega's cleft lip rattles, calling the husband's name in favor. Chris clasped his one hand, sipping the essence of heaven without a beat. Chris creeping up and on tucking; licking the thinly-thin sensitive parts. Their link is off, Chris always stops to take a sip of the old more greedy squeezy.
Ega is carried soaring away to nirvana, the touch of the husband is very soft. The entire muscle in his body was limp. He became a passive actor just accepting and enjoying. Maybe that's what the husband said. If on the first night the husband is always king, Ega let it be. Giving Chris space to master; embrace; guiding the queen to submit to the king's edict.
Chris brought the face closer to the lips put together long ago. Their chests pressed against each other with pounded breaths. Their bodies are getting hotter, especially Chris' hands do not want to be far from the essence of heaven the wife.
Chris' Poreplay was a success. Forgetting how to breathe properly. Every second the girl held her breath, gasped, took a strong breath as Chris continued to touch the unlimited favor.
Chris' left hand stroked the top of Ega's head, fused their eyebrows together, stared at the pretty iris beneath his body, delving deeper into the girl's expression as he wanted to have his wife whole.
Chris' free hand is relentless guerrilla, ending up touching his water gun, swiping his tip on the wife's paradise. Ega gasps to grip the tendo and tricep muscles Chris.
Iris Ega moved in fear with a blocked breath. Gripping stronger the husband's bicep muscle. Something managed to cram into the narrow space in his body.
"You belong to me" said the absolute possession escaped the baritone. The two bodies are joined together. Cupping Ega's face, Chris' thumb rubbed a clear liquid in the corner of the wife's eye. Blowing forehead; both eyes; nose; last cheek lips***** it's soft and gentle.
Ega drowned; lulled in the gentle and sweet treatment of the husband. This moment was priceless, he would never forget this. Once in a lifetime let a precious asset be touched greedily in the arms of men of wild imagination. Handing over a precious crown to a dear husband.
Taking off Chris's pagut gave Ega room to breathe more regularly. Letting their heaven core fuse for a few seconds until Ega actually received his body part.
Ega's sweet smile expanded without stiffening, her body starting to react. Both of Ega's hands extended to embrace her husband. Sniffing Chris's neck. "You're the same, you're mine." Ega's whispers pushed her husband's nape close their lips, re-creased by a long kiss.
The man gladly accepted the wife's appeal. "You're starting to tease me?"
Ega wants to chuckle her real hip movements the husband makes his voice gush sighs. "I think you're ready." One blink of Chris's ignorant eye dropped by giving one a smile on Ega's lips.
Their eyes were happy. The happy playboy can spill the desire on his wife. He is indeed a men of irps*k but he never broke down to the bottom, Chris prefers to play it safe. While the girl, uh—happy woman can give the whole seal to the husband.
Chris moved slowly at the beginning. Baritone the husband growled heavily, Chris' head right in front of Squeezy. Both are burning passion. Squeezing each other; groaning favourably with pores all over the body begins to get wet.
Oh, this is heaven.
From moving slowly to changing faster. More and more lulled from the favors they had never felt. As Ega's mischievous feet climb up her husband's hips, Chris is pushed back; cramming a water gun to keep pushing in his wife's paradise.
Chris sits up Ega's buttocks, slips a pillow underneath. Move faster. Back squeezing squeezy that moves squezy following the flow of the game. Chris grew even crazier to see Ega's wet body sparkling under the light of the hotel lamp.
He could not stop constantly moving massaging his thighs, stroking the core of heaven. Chris's iris was not separated from Ega's movement. His lips formed a beautiful curve as the wife grew agitated, Chris' wrist continued to stroke her center in the strong grip of the wife, oh his wife almost so thought. Chris again jerked deeper to let the wife close her strong eyes long moaning, with chest puffed up in a soft hair and an anxious fungus from Chris.
Ega limp his breath hunting, momentarily aware he opened his eyes looking at Chris the man gave a grin. "Nake?"
"Hu'um," just the murmur that glided Ega was unable to whip out a single word all felt weak.
Chris' slanted position groaned violently. "You're getting narrower like this,"
Tucking his hands, wide palm was still looking for squeezy for toys. Exploring down, stroking the recipient of his.
Ega bent his elbow back, reaching for the husband's face. Chris knew that Ega wanted his body to lift a little closer and gave a long kiss of curling his tongue without stopping to move. Stare at each other with hot breaths fused together. "You're so deliciously sweety," groaned angrily.
"Yes, only you can enjoy this." Her legit.
"Argh, Ega you're teasing me!"
The man's eyes closed his head looked up. His face flushed, without letting go Chris flipped over his wife's body. Pressing; insisting; going deeper. It moves ever more wildly endlessly until Ega has to re-feel his head pulsating.
"Chrissh, you know,,"
"Hold Sweety, any minute."
Something kept pressing up on his head. Welcoming her comes an explosion of euphoria within. The wet bodies of sweat overwhelm the signs of their hard work forming a new, more special relationship. Breathing chasing each other, the esophagus feels dry, the body is stung by intense heat.
Their hands clinging to each other, Chris carries a link to the top of the wife's head. They both called each other their beloved names. Chris snarls biting also hides the face at the intersection of the wife's neck. His second body trembled violently. Chris took off their hands. Breathe; gulp dry saliva by breathing.
Great, this is great! This kind of release had never been thought of by him. It's a relief; fun as well as thrilling. In between adjusting his breath, the man briefly back squeezing squeezy.
"Chrisshh," Ega wanted to open her voice, she was really tired.
Is that guy the same?
"One more time sweety, you're good." His whisper passed, without the approval of the owner of heaven, he again moved the water gun down there. And Ega felt his head throb even tighter.
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