
Bocil move!! The one who bites a finger. π
"Eat you can?" Ema said in a hoarse voice and looked at my wife, and Fika nodded in embarrassment there because she wanted it too.
Ema smiled happily, then she immediately took off her boxer and also his wife's clothes and Ema carried her wife and laid her down on the bed slowly.
"Darling, but that's the safety?" Ask Fika, who is already under Ema's confinement. Instead of answering, Ema fondled his wife with passion.
"Ah, dear." Racau Fika, when the naughty kiss fell on his neck and down again until he got to his two rubbery circles. Fika cremated her husband's hair when the spongy spheres were alternately smoked. The pleasure was increasingly spread throughout his body when one of Ema's hands played in the core.
"Ugh, Nue...." Fika closed her eyes and raised her butt slightly, as her husband's mischievous fingers got more active down there.
Ema looked up at his wife's face that looked blushing with excitement.
"Nue a I ahhh...." Fika was whining at length when the pleasure wave hit her. Fika's breathing panted, her chest rose and her entire joints felt limp as she reached her first release.
Ema smiled with satisfaction, then he opened his wife's legs wide and began to wrap his wife's body again that had been limp.
"I love you, My Wife." Whisper Ema, then he kissed her lips with great passion and demand, as he put his gun into his cage.
"Ugh." Fika's cry was restrained, as the blunt weapon began to break through its core. And his hand gripped Ema's shoulder firmly, as the pain still whipped.
"It hurts?" Ask Ema, when the weapon has fully entered the cage.
"Little." Answer Fika, slowly. Ema smiled softly then she kissed his wife's entire face lovingly. Then Ema started to move her hips slowly but it definitely made Fika grieve.
"Ssttt, don't be so loud, baby, I'll hear it." Said Ema, immediately silencing his wife's lips gently so as not to let out a loud sigh.
"Owhh, it's so delicious." Racau Ema was restrained, as she felt an incredible pleasure down there.
"Nue, ah ah." Dessah Fika restrained, in every blow given by her husband.
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"Basic fool!!! Isn't it hot in the afternoon like this!" Bondan grumbled annoyed, then he undoes his intention to say goodbye to the Son and his daughter-in-law.
"It seems that in the next few days, my ears will be stained with their astral voices. Patience... Patience..." muttered Bondan, while stepping out of the house and ordering an online motorcycle taxi to go to the workshop.
While those in the room were still fun sharing enjoyment and sharing sweat until the two were released together. And not to forget Ema threw her tadpole army again on his wife's stomach.
"Thank you, darling." Said Ema, peeping his wife's lips repeatedly, then he rolled his body beside his wife.
"Yes, baby." Fika replied, smiling.
"It seems I have to install a silencer in this room, so that the sound of our enjoyment is not heard by Father." Said Ema to her wife.
"Yes, it's up to you." Fika replied, then got out of bed.
"Where are you going, Yank?" Ask Ema, sit down and block his wife's hand.
"Mandi, it's sticky like this body." Answer Fika.
"Mandi with ya." Invite Ema and be taken by Fika.
"Asheikk." Ema said excitedly, then carried her wife to the bathroom.
I've Hott really in my opinion, but if you still say less Hot means reading it should while eating spicy noodles level tenππ
Love the support yes.ππ