Rahim Hire Mr. CEO

Carry out the Main Mission

The sweet taste blends warmly, as if to be the perfect combination that Belva is smoky right now. Even so, he was the man who had tasted all those flavors with Anin. However, this time it feels like kissing with an amateur girl actually makes his heart rustle great.

In every movement of her lips, in every breath she took to drain the oxygen in her body, Belva seemed to want to forget Anin for a moment, and focus on Sara who is also his wife. She's entitled to Sara, because she's a husband. Wife is a right for her husband, so Belva also tried to focus her mind to enjoy Sara tonight.

The man then moved without removing his lips, slightly lowered his head then raised Sara's waist. Carry him around and then put him to sleep on that King Size-sized bed.

Belva cupped the girl by leaning on both her elbows, this time the man's hand moved to comb through each of the pajama buttons that Sara used. His fingers seemed to move agilely to escape every button from his nest.

While Sara could only close her eyes, she could not see with her eyes every thing Belva did to her. However, when Belva was about to unbutton the third one that was right at the top of his chest, Sara's eyes widened and her hands moved to dispel Belva's hand.

"Don't, Sir." Sara spoke with a soft voice. The girl really hoped, that Belva would not strip the clothes she was wearing.

Belva scrunched up, "Don't call me, sir," she asked Sara this time. "Call me, Belva or Mas if you want. I'm not your father." Again the man spoke as his hand pushed out Sara's hand not to interfere with his activities.

"I'm ashamed" said Sara, who admitted she was ashamed.

However, it seems that both of Belva's eyes have been shrouded in fog. His hands moved agilely to get every button of the pajamas out of place. Until it looks black bra that is very contrasting with the color of Sara's white skin.

Although this is not the first time for Belva, but just looking at the area above Sara has made it turn on. Oh my God, it feels like the white mist is closing its eyes. Until Belva immediately took off the shirt he was wearing. Stripping the pants are also what he wears, until the remaining brief pants that print perfect his.

The man was looking down on Sara. Gave kisses with her lips along Sara's epidermal skin, with her hands moving to remove the hook on Sara's back. It is easy to remove the hook, until clearly plastered peaches of similar size with the top looks so tempting.

"Damn," the man swore with his jaw hardened.

Without buying time, he put away Sara's hand trying to cover the upper area. Then slowly squeezing the mound of peaches that still look small in his hand. His thumbs and fingers moved to twist and even twist the top of the peach.

While up there Sara closed her eyes tight, with her legs moving restlessly and also she curled her ten toes. Unable to resist the foreign feeling that radiates throughout his body.

Belva's trace goes down and releases Sara's other clothes. Letting that absolute innocence be the most beautiful panorama he enjoyed for a while ahead. Then Belva took a position between the two Sara. The man lowered his head and then swept the tip of his tongue down the valley below.

At least Belva knows, maybe this is the first time for Sara. Therefore, he would provide his best service to Sara. Allowing his passion and passion that led both to enjoy the hot game to get the baby as Belva wanted.

The tongue pierced in, rubbing it up and down, like a storm that hit and ravaged Sara.

"Akh, sir.." cried Sara with a foreign taste that made her breathless. It was as if his life had been taken away. Leaving behind a dullness that made him try to hold back the sounds that seemed to stick his throat.

"Don't call me, sir." Belva is still answering. However, the man's exploration down there is increasingly brutal, to make Sara's body vibrate violently. Kneeling by trying to get rid of Belva's head from down there.

That was Sara's first release. All his life, only this time did he feel all those flavors. A warm-clad ticklish taste that spread throughout his body.

Feeling that Sara was ready, Belva removed the cloth left on her body. Then she held onto Sara's waist. Stomping until it makes Sara's body shake. Trying to do the biggest invasion he did with Sara.

Looking at Sara who was moaning in pain until sobbing, Belva held back for a moment, the man slightly lowered his head to wipe away Sara's tears.

"Wait a minute, only this time it hurts." The man spoke again, this time his voice was softer.

Belva allowed Sara to calm down, and then she moved slowly. Carry the navel to move in and out slowly. Her hand now not only held Sara's waist, but also her hand touched and squeezed Sara's peaches.

The man lowered his head and took Sara's one leg around his waist so that he could punch her more perfectly. Push in until it feels so full to Sara.

Until finally Belva growled, he increasingly snorted to move down there. Until his sweat seemed to wet his entire body. The man several times raised his head up, powerless with the grip he felt down there.

"Ah, my gosh." The man was still growling, until he felt he could no longer hold on.

Until hers down there twitched, and made the man collapse instantly. He fell on Sara's body which seemed so weak and unyielding.

Letting his breathing roar steady, and then he released his navel from down there. Then she still held her body over Sara with both elbows. The man inserted a strand of Sara's hair that covered her forehead and kissed Sara's forehead.

"Thank you."

If those who have finished combining love on the basis of love will complete the hot struggle in bed by saying love speech. But not for Sara and Belva.

At least, a thank you note is enough for Belva to say after taking Sara's crown and immediately making the girl pregnant.

Belva pulled out the white blanket that had been torn apart and enveloped the plain bodies of the two. He sighed and then looked back at Sara.

Belva had no intention of taking Sara's crown, but she already wanted to have a child. There was a sense of guilt that made the man then stand up just like that and go into the bath.

While Sara tilted her body, tightening her grip on the white blanket that wrapped around her chest. The girl who had just been torn apart by her crown cried, all the feelings she went through tonight even burning herself with the passion she had just felt for the first time, but there is another thing that burns itself is when doing a hot action that is not based on love.

A moment ago he was burning with Belva's cradle, and this time he was burning with pain and pain that ran through his heart.