Rachania
RaKhania ~ 055
Attention: There will be adult scenes in this part. Wise readers will say yes! Who doesn't like to just skip and click his thumb, hehehe. Thank you
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Prince snorted out of Alan Thariq's study. This young man must repay Alan for helping his black business get back on its feet after his father is arrested by the police. Prince returns to meet two of his confidants who have been waiting for him in the car.
"How's Prince? What is Alan's decision at this time?" doc asked as he drove the car out of the Thariq Building.
Prince did not answer and loosened his tie and then took it off and threw it back. There was clearly a look of annoyance on the cold Prince's handsome face. He took off his glasses and stretched his body against the back of the chair.
"What about our business?" ask Prince about Doc.
"Everything's safe, boss. The goods have been sent to Brazil." replied Doc.
"Goodoo. Don't let the cops sniff our business back."
"You look upset, Prince. Did Alan not approve of our proposal?" asked Irish with a teasing voice. He understood very well that if Prince was upset, his passion must have peaked.
Prince shuffled his hair.
"He's got pretty high power, Prince. We'd better follow the game from him." said Doc.
"Of course this boss of ours won't be able to touch the old man. Isn't that right, Prince?" irish said with a grin on her lips.
"Put the car!!!" prince's orders.
Doc gets off the car immediately. Prince got out of the car and moved to the back seat. Irish smiled more and more. He knew what the Prince wanted.
Prince opened the back door of the car and then entered and pounced on Irish. He immediately kissed Irish lips violently and fiercely. Irish retaliated no less fierce. This sexy woman has memorized how to compensate for Prince's energy.
Prince opened his suit. Irish quickly unbuttoned Prince's shirt to reveal the perfect body of the man. Irish immediately pounced on Prince's body and kissed Prince's chest followed by a small bite.
Prince nodded slowly. He really likes the Irish style that is shrewd on the bed. But now they are not on the bed, but in the car. Well, Irish is doing a good job.
Finished playing Prince, now it's the man's turn to enclose the Irish body. Irish hands swiftly removed the buttons of his own shirt and let Prince play on his chest. Irish softly sighed. Make Prince more savage to prey it to make the car look swaying.
While Doc is outside the car, can only turn his face does not want to disturb the hot activities of the boss and his woman. He chose to light a cigarette and take a sip.
Irish lifted her skirt up to make it easier for Prince to enter it. With a single blow the long blunt object entered the Irish body.
"Amaha!!!" peeker Irish who felt that the object was getting bigger and longer.
"Princess!! Aakkh!!! Yours... Ber.add... be... Ahhhh!!!" irish racau whose body had already shaken up and down.
Prince groaned favorably when his entered deeper belonging to Irish. "You feel cramped, Irish. You always make me satisfied." mess up Prince.
"Continue at headquarters, Prince! I have to go to work. My men are waiting." cried Doc without staring at the car.
Prince and Irish finish their game with a moaning sound of pleasure from both of them. Irish is back in her clothes and hair. Prince came out with his shirt back and sat in the front seat of the car. Doc also got in the car and drove back.
"Oh, shit!!!" Doc swearing. "I think I should wash this car right away. The smell of your romance is pouring out to my sense of smell." said Doc a little upset but not in the mouth by Irish and Prince who still manage his breath.
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At night, again Ken was still busy in front of the flat screen. He breathed a rough breath when his work was done. At least for now. He immediately rushed out of the workspace James had rented for a few days.
"Where are you going, son? It's late." asked James when he saw Ken was going out.
"I have to see Khayla, Uncle." replied Ken.
"It's almost midnight. Is it okay to see him this late? Maybe he's asleep." James said again.
Ken seemed to think. What James said could be true. But there's no harm in him trying.
"If I need to, I'll stay there. I mean, in Ray's room. I'm leaving first, Uncle." explains Ken so James doesn't get me wrong.
James nodded. "alright. Careful, son!"
Ken arrived at Khay's apartment. He then sent a message to Khay's phone.
"Hopefully he's still awake." murmured Ken.
Meanwhile, Khay still could not close his eyes. He still rolled to the right and left on his bed. There was the sound of his phone shaking on the nightstand. He immediately took his phone. There's a message coming in from Ken.
"Come to your apartment rooftop. I have something to talk to you about. Now!"
Khay's forehead is wrinkled. He was wondering whether to see Ken or not.
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#connect first yes genks
don't forget his thumb shaken 😁😁😁
Finally shiny Prince same Irish 😆😆😆
