
“What do you do, Mas!”
“You are driving me crazy!” Tama locked Carissa's hands and kissed her forcibly. Carissa continued to thrash, but all that was useless because her body was restrained by Tama's large body.
Tama took off the white T-shirt worn by Carissa and tied it to the girl's wrist. “Mas! What are you doing!” Carissa continued to try to rebel when Tama now plays with both breasts, licks it and also sucks it with anger, Tama looks fierce and does not care about Carissa who continues to thrash with both hands tied.
Tama now turned to the pants worn by the girl, deftly Tama took off the pants along with the last coat in them.
“Mas! What . . . aakkhhh!!!” Carissa was unable to hold her screams because Tama was playing wild with her tongue in the most sensitive area of hers.
Carissa wanted to keep fighting, but the passion wheel kept trying to take over her body, “Arrgghhh . . . Mas, enough! Emmmpp!!!”
Tama did not care and continued to do the game, Carissa's body is now getting lighter, it feels more floated, there is a strange feeling that quickly came up to the end of his head, he said, and finally the girl bellowed loudly as she got the peak of enjoyment due to the game of Tama.
“You're mine, honey. Mine, not anyone else!” he shouted, then with a split second, he stomped his own into Carissa.
“Hahhh . . haaahhh, aarrgghhh!” Carissa continued to sigh*h as Tama played her body violently. Previously Tama had never played this rough with him, although usually Tama uses a fast rhythm, but never as rough as this to him.
“Mas Tama . . . Argh!”
Des*han's voice continued to echo throughout the room, sometimes the voice seemed to be held back because Tama silenced Carissa's lips with a longing kiss.
Tama turned his wife's body and made Carissa have trouble holding her body because her hands were still tied, with a strong jolt, now Tama stabbed her in the back. Carissa was unable to hold it and continued to make her delicious voice, her common sense now no longer works because of the onslaught from her husband. Tama's waist was focused on thrusting into her large object, and both of her hands were busy squeezing something that just kept moving swinging due to the push from her body.
“Mas, I will . . . eemmmm!!!”
“Ya, Baby. Take it out, I'll come out with you.”
Tama further accelerated his movement, with the last blow finally he and his wife reached the peak of pleasure together. Tama fell to the side of his wife's body who is currently also having trouble breathing like him. He untied Carissa's hand and was surprised to find that on his wife's wrist there was a scarlet scar in the grip of her hand.
“I'm sorry, Honey. Sorry.” Say Tama while kissing Carissa's wrists flushed.
“This is what you did with Amelia?”
The deg!!! Tama was stunned by Carissa's words, “What is my position now the same as her, you played rough with me for being angry with me? Same time you fucked that girl, didn't you?”
“No, that's not what I mean, Risa. I just . . . just . . . “Tama is at a loss for words and can't express if what she's doing right now is different from when she made love to another woman.