SIN (Lecturer Dear)

Chapter 112: Turn Off!

...THE WARNING!...

...SCENES 🍍🍍🍍...

...THE LITTLE ONES, JONES AND DON'T LIKE PLEASE SKIP!...

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Different vibrations began to eat away at the two just because the sides of their little fingers intersected each other. Relax both. Like back feeling the first night, both of them were equally awkward and just stared at the ceiling of the room while hearing the increasingly heavy singing of rain.

The cold atmosphere brought their lips to meet and touch each other. With her eyes closed, Karen began to feel the movement of Darren's lips above hers. Tasting each side of her natural red lips, sipping them with warmth. Sweet. Gentler. Tranquilize.

The man raised his head and half his body without letting go of their lips. Under the bright lights, Karen could see her husband's face up close with her eyes closed. How handsome this man is with his eyelashes and jet eyebrows. Her cheekbones were getting more and more beautiful as her lips continued to perform sensual movements. Too sexy!

Darren took off their lips and smiled for a moment while rubbing Karen's opium lips with a gentle sweep of her thumb. Seeing his wife who stretched resigned, making him unable to resist giving temptation by gently nibbling his adorable minimalist nose. Who would have thought, the woman returned to kiss her chin free from a smooth beard and split beautifully.

They both smiled with eyes that radiated a twinkle of happiness. Darren gently pulled Karen's hand and led her to get up and sit on her lap in a position facing each other. He cupped the woman's face, tucked her hair behind her ears and brought their lips back together.

It's too beautiful to stop. This made it the longest kiss they ever had. The sound of their lips filled the room, clashing with the sound of rain that also made out with the earth. This kiss seemed to be a release for things that could not be said, after successfully facing the household test that had just hit them.

Karen's passion is increasing. Moreover, as Darren's lips preceded him went much deeper. The soft, boneless flesh began to clench more wildly and demandingly. The man's tongue went in urgently into his mouth. Karen opened up, welcomed and let their nimble tongues dance together. Interlock and exchange flavors.

As if not to lose to Darren who continued to lead the fondling, Karen suddenly pushed him and then climbed on top of his body. The two of them returned late in a long and passionate kiss. Show each other the skills of devouring each other.

Not wanting Karen to linger on taking over from him, Darren twisted the position by placing the woman under him. Darren uses one elbow to support his body, while the other hand unzips Karen's jacket slowly and then escapes from her body. The tight white T-shirt that became the inside of the woman was also slammed onto the floor.

Karen's eyes closed tightly as the man's warm breath lunged at her skin. He could feel the bite and the small suction there. Apparently, her neckline became the second favorite place to anchor a kiss.

"Is it still sick?" he asked while stroking and pressing Karen's stomach. He wanted to make sure first, before positioning his body above his wife's body.

Karen nodded without a sound. From the stomach, the man's hand moved to the bottom of the navel. Groped and pressed back gently.

"This one?"

Karen again shook her head while holding back the amused sensation within her.

Seeing his wife's expression, Darren's hand instead moved mischievously downwards. Bottommost. Precisely, the vulnerable area that became the sensitive point of the woman.

"This one?" his god while tickling and gently massaging the center point of his wife's pleasure is still wrapped in a transparent triangular cover.

Karen bit her lower lip while tightly holding her husband's wrist.

"Ja–don't!" Karen squeaked for a moment.

With a slanted smile, Darren pulled his hand from the damp place. However, Karen was clutching her wrist even tighter.

"Ja–don't be–hen–ti!" said Karen disjointed with a face as red as a tomato. He can't even control himself not to moan.

Suddenly Darren stops his activities on Karen's thigh clasp. "Can you?" ask her with blinking eyes.

This intimate activity must have been long since they craved. The moment in which their breath and sweat mingled, followed a unified body.

"Can you?" asked Karen hesitated.

"I asked you that."

"Yes, don't know, either. What can't be."

Yes, the doctor did allow himself to eat drink and move at will after therapy. However, they do not know whether sex is also allowed or if they have to wait some time, considering the doctor said his uterus is still in the recovery stage. Unfortunately, they are ashamed to ask.

"So how's dong?" karen asked while biting her lower lip.

"Pake another way, how?"

"How else does that mean?"

Darren dipped the tip of his index finger into Karen's mouth. "Gini belief ...."

Karen immediately brushed off Darren's hand. "It's just you who can enjoy."

"Yes, that's .. gas!" Darren prepares to pull off the triangle cover.

Karen hurriedly held the man's hand. "But ... If I'm why-why how?" tanyanya worry.

Darren stopped all movement. He immediately took Karen's clothes that had been thrown on the floor, then helped put them back on.

"Udah, let's go to bed tonight. Let him recover completely first. Your recovery is more important."

"Well, what is it? So awkward!" Karen protested.

"Yes, how do you keep going? I said gas, you're afraid of why."

"How do we find out through Google first." Karen took her phone excitedly.

"The thing is, it's turned off, nih!" Darren stared wryly at his groin. Seen, his who had stood gallant now bowed like rice ready to harvest.

"Living made a turn on again what a hard thing, anyway!"

Unlike the previous one, this time it was Karen's turn to hang Darren just like that.

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