My Devil Man's

MDM-Part 19 21+

21++ please wisely choose the reading..

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"Don't.. Zidan's... Argh!!".

Asya was suffocating, growling and her body trembling receiving a shock from the man who entered her forcibly. Sickness and pain, when the blunt object rips through his thin hymen and clear grains flow as a sign that the taste is true.

Zidan looked down, his lips scooped up Asya's lips and gave a wild massage and then a small bite there, one hand still holding both Asya's wrists, while the other hand was*** the woman's crazy breasts,channeling a paled napkin while the Asya core clamp **** is strong.

Asya can only be closed without any intention to fight again, everything has been damaged and even now he feels worthless.

"Gue Seneng. I'm the first for you Sya..". The whisper of Zidan Parau was so lost.

Asya's bead opened, staring at my dear Zidan who was oppressing him. "Your content. u... has it broken me Zidan??". His voice was weakly forced.

Zidan smiled gently and then kissed the eyelids, nose and down to Asya's swollen lips. "Gue moves Yes..". Zidan said sensually and then swept his hot tongue in Asya's ear.

"Argh..".

One groan came out from Asya's lips as Zidan shook his waist slowly. Jolting gently and unconsciously makes Asya's body convulsed with pain that over time turns into pleasure and unfortunately his body is so accepting of all.

Zidan's eyes closed, his waist still moving and jerking with a slow but deep rhythm. It cannot be denied that Zidan enjoyed it so much,****it was clamped and twitched in the narrow core of Asya. His hands were in awe,*** and gave a sensual touch to every vibrating Asya skin.

"Oh. ahh..".

The sigh came out from Asya's lips that were slightly open, making Zidan's napkin swoop and accelerate the stomp. His head was buried by the open neck of Asya, giving a reddish sign there.

"Ahh. lo actually-beneficiously Yes. ahh..".

Zidan was still moving to hit his manhood in Asya's possession. Send the woman, no matter when she enjoys Zidan's treatment of her.

"Mmh... The Zi.. Zidan. ahhh".

Asya's body trembled violently as she got a new release the first time she felt. His eyes closed, his head looked up and his hands were already free**strong sheets.

Asya cursed herself as she so enjoyed the man's insistence on her. Honestly, this pleasure was only the first time Asya felt and it was from Zidan who seized it forcibly.

Asya could not lie that her body was now truly longing. Every beat from Zidan, every touch that the man gave, Asya so enjoyed all.

"Zi.. Zidan. ahh..".

Asya cupped Zidan's cheek, looking at the man's misty iris of passion. Zidan retorted his gaze and drew closer to the distance, then smashed through Asya's lips and took a sip. Asya replied to Zidan's words when she felt she would get a release back, muffling the sigh that came out of her unlucky lips.

Zidan jolted deeper, stronger and rougher, as he felt he was about to reach the top, drowning his manhood in the pit of Asya's warmth. Their lips came off and Zidan grinned with satisfaction when he saw Asya closed with open lips that were very tempting and sighed deliciously.

"Damnhh. I want nyampe. ahh..".

Zidan's sensual growls interrupted his jolt. Asya immediately opened her eyes and there was doubt. But damn napsu had mastered it that was wracked with pleasure until unconsciously Asya seemed to allow the man to release more.

"Ah.. Ashahh..".

Zidan's body fell*** Asya's slender body, they were both sweating from the heat struggle that had just finished. Zidan still has not moved from Asya's body and the union has not been separated, why is he so enjoying this intimacy, when his naked skin rubs against Asya's moist body surface.

Zidan buried his head in the recess of Asya's neck, pecked it and sipped it slowly. Asya's hand draped over Zidan's neck in doubt, then a clear drop came back soaking his quivering cheeks.

"Ke.. why... Are you doing this Zidan??"

Asya's vibrating voice successfully made Zidan stop, the man then looked up and found Asya was sobbing. Spontaneous finger Zidan lifted, gently sweeping the clear grain in the corner of the woman's eye.

Asya's weak hands pushed Zidan's body slowly until their lips came off.

"It's not Zidan's jealousy.You still hate me and obsess over destroying me..". Asya's voice trembled.

Zidan looked at Asya deeply, then stroked slowly in denial. "It's jealousy. Honestly I still hate the same lo. but this has nothing to do with the same thing I did to lo Sya..".

Zidan lowered his head and kissed Asya's lips at a glance and then his head back he buried on the neck of the Asya level. Asya's body stiffened again when Zidan sensually***her synthetic breasts were strong. And..

"Zidanh. ahh..".

The heat struggle begins again.

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Asya got up from the bed, his eyes gave a glance, glancing at Zidan who was still asleep in his sleep. It was dark and silent, the clock was showing at 01:00 in the morning. Weakly Asya got up and at once he grimaced feeling the pain in his groin area.

Asya walked slowly to the bathroom without caring about her nudity. Now he stood in front of the mirror, looking disgusted at the reflection of his own reflection.

His body was full of traces of puffs, which he was sure would not disappear one or two days later. Asya's hand lifted into a shadow of herself with a sad look.

"I'm sorry I can't keep this honor..".

Instantly Asya's body shook, when a little memory of the struggle between him and Zidan that tickled his heart. With tears flowing, Asya cursed herself for acting like a bitch.

"Aaaaa.. bitch!! cheesy girl!!".

Asya screeched and hit her own head in a row. His body faltered and immediately fell down, sitting on the ceramic floor. His chest was tight, tears were flowing.

"Hiks. hiks. mah. pah. sorry Asya.. Asya wrong..".

The bathroom door opened, Zidan who only wore a boxer approached Asya who was still sobbing deeply. He embraced the naked body in his arms and hugged it tightly.

"Ke.. Why Sya??". Ask Zidan worried.

Asya did not answer and sobbing, his hand hit Zidan's chest trying to channel his anger. "Why are you doing this Zidan? whyyy?! hiks. hiks.. I've been a cheap girl. I've been stained Zidan..".

Zidan's feelings were sliced hearing Asya's words. Really.he did that because he wanted to have Asya completely. He doesn't even care anymore about the hate that still exists.

"Yes. I llakatin it because of jealousy. I want to have you completely Sya. I'm afraid you become someone else's..". Said Zidan slowly.

Zidan stroked the soft head of Asya. "And you're not a cheap girl, you're precious to me..". Further.

Asya released Zidan's embrace from him and looked at the man fixedly, which is why she saw the honesty in Zidan's black iris. "But.. Raihan.. Where is he rich??". Say Asya.

Zidan's gaze darkened. He hated it when Asya looked at another man besides himself. "Diehan?! don't talk about him anymore.. Break him up..". Pinta Zidan is suing.

"But..".

Asya's speech came to a halt as Zidan quickly scooped his tiny body into Zidan's powerful arm sling. The man took him to the bed and sat Asya. Zidan went to take his shirt, bra and underwear belonging to Asya who scattered on the floor and cleverly put it to the naked body Asya.

"Sleep Yes..".

Zidan went to lie down and held Asya in his arms, covering their bodies with a thick warm blanket. Zidan rubbed Asya's back slowly, channeling her body's warmth onto Asya's body then gently kissed her forehead for some time.

Asya was closed and returned Zidan's close embrace, his body he tightened and his head he buried into the chest of Zidan's warm field. Asya did not understand why he did it, which obviously she needed this to calm her heart. Even from the person who had desecrated him forcibly.

"Good sleep, dear..".