Love Mr. Casanova

What does Lea do?

Ivander's right hand began to move up, infiltrating between Charla's neck and hair. Then slowly pulled the nape of Charla's back neck.

Five inches... Both closed their eyes. And their lips are perfectly fused.

Gentle, so soft a kiss it was done.

Deep, so deep Ivander down every inch of Charla's oral cavity.

The tongue skirted and wrapped around Charla's tongue deeply.

The right hand, which had been at the nape of Charla's neck, slowly came back down. Charla's body bristles as Ivander's fingers descend in an unusual manner.

Charla knows, if Ivander's hand is going to touch his breast. Charla gets ready if Ivander touches her.

And sure enough, Ivander's hand was cupped to Charla's left breast. Charla's breathing started to get irregular.

And it's getting irregular, when Ivander's hands start squeezing it. Once, twice, three times, four times the squeeze went slowly and gently.

Ivander's hands began to move unbuttoning Charla's dress that was on her chest.

Nervous! Charla was so nervous about Ivander's hand movements. One, two, three buttons came off.

The naughty hands started to infiltrate the clothes. Put away the cloth that covered Charla's chest.

Ivander deepened their kiss. With an increasingly active hand squeezing the br*-covered fruit.

Not satisfied with the squeeze, Ivander lowered Charla's left shirt and br* her strap up to the arm. Charla's smooth shoulder was open.

Then it easily infiltrates the hand perfectly into the br*.

"Mur!" charla's sigh as Ivander's hands warmly bristled v*s her chest.

Both of them were still closing their eyes, enjoying the unusual swish that was taking over their bodies.

Little brother Ivander began to stiffen perfectly. Charla also noticed the movement down there. A little uncomfortable but he still follows the flow.

Somehow, why did Charla let the hand down and look for kenikm*tan from her dad.

Charla's breathing is getting irregular. As Ivander's fingers act, it's getting naughty. His thumb moved and swept over the top of the dad*Charla several times.

Of course the peak immediately stiffened, and felt even harder. Because the touch directly spread throughout the body to the brain.

"Mur!" charla's bellow grew increasingly irregular, with her arms coiling ever tighter around Ivander's neck.

Ivander's thumb and index finger began to work together, playing the stiffening peak.

"Umh! um!" Charla was increasingly unable to withstand the amused taste in the area. But the tingling felt very different in his body. The body felt a foreign feeling that it had never felt before. Amused but not keen.

Yes, amused - amused deliciously. That's how the 18-year-old girl felt.

Realizing that the breath of her beloved girl is starting to get difficult, Ivander ends the session with a deep rem*san kiss by the palm of her hand. And the distinctive sound of kissing.

"Huh.huh.huh.." Charla breathed heavily and quickly, as if the air around would soon run out.

Ivander pulled the nape of Charla's neck to look her in the eye. But just one second the eyes met, Charla immediately threw her face on Ivander's left chest. Putting her wet lips on the chest that is ready to become a field chest as you age.

"Huhh.huh!" charla's breath is still irregular. He hugged Ivander tightly and closed his eyes. He may be ashamed of what he just did.

Ivander slipped his face at the nape of Charla's left neck. Closing her eyes, enjoying the fragrant strands of Charla's hair. Gently rubbed his face on Charla's still-open shoulders.

The cup! cups! cups!

Ivander kissed Charla's neck, and went down to her shoulders slowly. Then back to sniff it and hugged Charla's slender body tightly as Charla moved due to the increasingly unusual tingling on her shoulders.

In a moment, Charla's breathing began to settle. Ivander loosened his embrace, as did Charla's hand that began to loosen.

Their eyes meet again. Ivander's hands were raised to repair Charla's messy clothes.

"No anger?" ivander asked with an innocent smile.

"Make worse!" chirps Charla pinches Ivander's arm.

"What the hell, brother!" charla's face was red. "It feels weird!"

"Haha!" Ivander's chuckling. "That's a nikm*t that can't be said with words of affection! nikm*t is perfect!" ivander.

"Shameful!"

"If anyone sees it is embarrassing, otherwise it means nikm*t!"

"With you like this, you sure you won't take my virginity before marriage?"

Ivander smiled obliquely, "However I won't kiss you on the bed dear!" answer Ivander. "If I kiss you on the bed, I definitely can't help it. Because it's not just the buttons on your shirt that I took off!" said it. "But cel*na is in you too, baby! hihihi!"

"Neighbor!" chirp Charla is uncomfortable.

"Haha!" Ivander chuckles.

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🍄 Three weeks later . . .

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Charla dropped out of her class. He immediately walked down the corridor to Ivander's class. He can't wait to get home.

Taps! his footsteps stopped when he heard a familiar voice from the back of the building.

Charla walked towards the back of the building, hiding her body to be invisible to the familiar voices of men and women in her ears.

"I can kill you anytime, if you dare to do that again!" the voice of the men who were filled with threats with a cold tone.

"But Argha, I don't know how to get Ivander anymore! i love her!"

"If you harass Ivander and Charla, your business is not only with Ivander, but with me, Qiandra, or maybe even Queenara! you know who Queenara is! it's easy enough for him to break your bones!"

The deg! charla's heart was beating quite fast. What just happened.

"Punish me, Argha!" whining from Lea's voice sounded like holding back a cry.

"This time I forgive you! but if one more time happens, not only will your body be destroyed, but also your family business! you know who we are!" snapped Argha.

"Sorry Argha!" lirih Lea choked from crying.

Charla shut her mouth in disbelief. He tried to be heard by those who were arguing.

"Lucky! I didn't get you kicked out of this college!"

"Mah.maa..aff!" lea's sentence was becoming more and more unclear.

Argha's feet were shodding, starting to move. Hearing that step, Charla immediately ran over with a sneak. In order not to be heard by Argha and Leah if he had heard their private conversation.

Running away, Charla keeps running, so that Argha doesn't see her around.

"Huh! huh! huh!" Charla stopped when she reached the library building.

He looked back, as if Argha had not seen his existence. Alea sat in the front seat of the library.

What the hell's going on? what did Lea do to Ivander? Why did Brother Argha get so angry?

Charla's mind was filled with questions.

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