Little Girl Om Doctor

Little Girl Om Doctor
Moo&Poo #19



Dinner is over. However, De is quick to invite Cyara to return to the room. The man pulled Cyara's hand to step into a tent.


There was a small bonfire burning there. They are like campers in the open. Cyara's eyes blinked a few times, did De really prepare all this?


Holy hooch! Why can't Cyara believe it?


"Poo, are we gonna be here till night?" cyara asked, looking inside the tent there was a pillow and also a thick blanket.


"Yes, Honey. We enjoyed tonight. I want to see the stars with you" De replied, pulling Cyara's body into his arms.


Now the two of them sat hugging each other in front of the small bonfire. While their two pairs of eyes were staring at the same sky and stars.



"Did you see that little star?" de asked as he pointed at the twinkling thing up there.


Cyara nodded.


"That's how you are. It looks small among others, but it's beautiful in my eyes" De said with a fixed look at Cyara's face. Hearing that, Cyara immediately smiled, she cupped both sides of De's face and kissed the handsome man's lips.


"Am I not a fire to you?" cyara asked, making De frown.


"Why is it like that?"


"Because you used to be like snow. It was cold, and almost untouched. But now, you're even warmer than the morning sun. So, am I not the fire that made the snow melt?"


De chuckles at Cyara's parable. But there is a point too.


"If you fire, then I will be ready to burn by the heat of your love."


The cup!


"I'm ready to burn you anytime!"


"Now?"


"Here?"


De smiled mischievously, he pushed Cyara's body up to half their body into the tent. While the man's lips instantly ambushed Cyara's lips.


Lubricate with gentleness, until finally they are lulled. The wind blows, like a beautiful melody. Bringing the two bodies together is getting more and more in there.


Sreth!


In one time the pull of the tent zipper is perfectly closed. There was Cyara's loud voice, before finally the moaning went on air.


"Poo, are we really going to do it here?"


"Why not? We try other sensations than others."


De's two big hands were so shrewd, stripped Cyara of her clothes, then threw her away with origin. The girl's cheeks flushed red, while from the silhouette created now Cyara was on top of her male body.


"Don't laugh at me if I'm wrong" said Cyara, De immediately grabbed the girl's hands. No matter what, it's important that Cyara can control herself tonight.


"Driving me crazy!"


Just that one sentence came out of De's mouth before he pulled Cyara's nape. The girl could not answer, for her mouth had been silenced with an intoxicating taste.


Between their kisses, Cyara stroked the chest of De's field overgrown with fine feathers, successfully making the man bristle for an instant.


Desaah was restrained from De's mouth beating the waves out there. De takes off the pagutan, letting Cyara control the game.


"Ughts." The man groaned by gripping Cyara's bokkong as the beautiful girl sipped her neck. Gentle movements, but managed to make his legs move restlessly.


De continued to sigh, until shortly afterwards the snake began to rise up to challenge Cyara. The girl shuffled back, because De pushed her slowly.


"Just a moment." De gave the code, so that Cyara could make out hers, the girl raised both eyebrows, because she did not really understand what her husband meant.


Again De directed Cyara, until finally De's chest puffed up, with perfectly closed eyes, enjoying such an incredible sensation.


Cyara felt a little strange, but over time she felt not bad either. De's already very restless, he can't stand the touch of Cyara's tongue anymore.


And the next second, they made a union with Cyara who was on top of De's body according to their agreement.


"Like this?" cyara asked as she moved her hips. De was unable to answer, he just nodded his head and enjoyed every stab of desire that filled his chest.


Oh, Cyara!


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