Love Revenge of the Mafia
The Part 31
With trembling hands Arga grabbed that face, then he gently wiped it. Hana closed her eyes enjoying all the touch she felt.
"You're wet... Not cold?" asked Arga with his voice starting to hoarse.
"Now it's hot" said Hana, raising her head. Arga swallowed the saliva, that face looked so beautiful at this moment. His gaze fell on Hana's neck, followed by a hand movement that began to caress her tastefully.
"Why do you always tease me? And you should be afraid, because I'm gonna use you for my revenge."
"Hana doesn't know your problem at all. Hana will only focus on her older sister as hana's husband,"
Greeep's! Arga's big hand grabbed his nape. Which man can stand if constantly teased, let alone the atmosphere that really supports everything.
Arga pushed her head to get closer to him. But Arga was hesitant, until finally Hana first moved to kiss the lips Arga in front of the eyes.
For a moment, he let go and lowered his face. Especially when looking at the increasingly sharp face of Arga staring at him. "Sorry," said Hana who was afraid that Arga would be even more angry with her.
Of the many gazes that Arga gave, somehow this one really made his chest beat loudly and his body tremble. Even all this time Arga snapped it was never like this.
Hana was about to switch from the lap of arga, but apparently arga bend the legs hinngga leaning body hana closer to his face. Arga increasingly tightly grabbed the arch hana, until now close the lips of the two so close that eroded the distance between them.
"Giphhh!" Hana flinched, as the current Arga had smeared her lips so fiercely and demandingly. Even her movements were so brutal that Hana was almost out of breath because of it.
"Isn't this what you want? You should even know, if a man is hooked then he will find it difficult to stop. You have to take responsibility for something that's already crowded down there."
Arga carried Hana tilted slightly from her lap, she returned to mengue cup and mat the beautiful lips fiercely and even a little rough. Until Hana felt sick about it. Her breathing went up and down, especially when Arga started touching other parts of her body.
In just one pull, the breastplate was open and poking beautifully until directly the arga touch with his big hands.
"Sister... The arga!" hana's strangulation on the sidelines of the arga attack was beautifully lipped.
"Isn't this what you want? You enjoying?" the whisper of arga that began to spread to Hana's ears, continued down to the nape of her neck. That makes him unable to control himself at this time.
"Sister! Arga's sister," many times he could only say her name.
The entire body that is almost innocent as if being electrified with high voltage. Especially with the sofa they are sitting on, supporting all their activities at this time. Arga feels more free to explore the whole beautiful body that is in his arms.
Hana was powerless to hold back the han village, the ringing and all that spontaneously came out of her thin lips. And even the lips began to swell due to the endless arga activity to explore every core of his body.
"And this? It's very bright, Hana. You really want this apparently? You're a good player?" open up Arga to him, and frankly it hurt Hana a little.
"If you're wondering how Hana is, then just do it while you can. Sister will know, Hana player or just running errands as a wife." challenge hana, who again directs Arga's hand to the base of her thigh.
