The charm of Mr. De Luca

Il Controllore

Lu adalah demi luangan continue to pamper a husband and wife who have both been hit by an unstoppable passion. Occasionally, Matteo spread his kiss to the neck of Mia's level, making the woman repeatedly jolted because of the tingle mixed with pleasure, due to the subtle touches of the lips decorated with the husband's thin beard.

Slowly Matteo lifted Mia's left thigh to the hip, along with Mia's hand that began to move mischievously and so deftly, while removing the hook from the jeans that the man was wearing. While their lips are again meshed with affection, with tongues twisted and accompanied by suction and soft bites.

Matteo squeezed through the thigh of his wife, as he felt the tongue of the woman he loved most playfully and tickle the roof of her mouth. He likes that. Mia is getting smarter in her service. The brown-eyed woman is now no longer shy to explore Matteo's body with every touch.

However, for a moment Matteo had to let go of the hot kiss. He looked at Mia's face that began to glare as she more and more glued her body. "Tell me if you want it, dear," whispered Matteo with a warm sigh on Mia's face. The woman nodded slowly too.

Matteo smiled with satisfaction. A moment later, a long deed slid from the red cherry lips that looked so ripe. Mia further strengthened her embrace. He nape Matteo's head and occasionally close his eyes, as Matteo begins a heated game between the two.

Matteo's heavy breathing began to blend in with Mia's soft and gentle village. It lasted for a while, until Matteo was bored because they had done it in a standing position.

Immediately lifted Mia's body into the embrace, and carried her to the table. Just below the three bright and warm spotlights, Matteo slowly sloshed his wife's slender body.

He stared at the beautiful face for a while. Matteo then grabs Mia's legs which are still coiled around her hips. He held both smooth legs that stuck straight up. Occasionally, Matteo kissed the wife's flat yellow calf, which he placed near her left shoulder. Matteo again made the long-haired woman to meditate and let out soft groans that actually made her more lustful.

A moment later, Matteo stopped his movements. He helped Mia to rise. The brown-eyed woman understood what her husband wanted. He immediately turned around and bowed his body forward. Mia's right hand tightly gripped the edge of the table, while Matteo's left hand folded and she placed it over the woman's back waist. Matteo continued the game. He continues to show Mia that he is an amazing man.

For a moment, Matteo leaned in so much that his chest touched Mia's back. "Sei la migliore, Mia (You're the best, Mia)," he whispered with a warm breath in Mia's ear.

Mia then turned her head to the side, where Matteo's face was.

"Sei il agore grande, Theo (You are the greatest, Theo)," replied Mia while regulating her breathing. However, Mia looks restless because Matteo does not also continue his game that pauses.

Matteo could feel that. Then he straightened his body. Slowly the beautiful man again did the union between them, and made Mia moan slowly, again and again. Meanwhile, Matteo closed his eyes deeply while grimacing slightly. Sometimes he nodded slowly. What he felt now was something extraordinary. He will always enjoy the moments where he can do the beautiful union with Mia. Matteo never understood, but Mia was not an aggressive woman. He was even too gentle for a Matteo de Luca.

For a while, the weapon assembly workshop was a silent witness to the hot scene of the couple. Various styles have done, until finally Matteo back turned Mia's body. He put his wife's body on the table. Matteo closed the passionate game with a heavy sigh. Not long after, he lowered his body and kissed Mia's forehead and lips affectionately. "Thank you, Mia," Matteo whispered with a breath of air. Mia smiled with satisfaction.

By late afternoon, the couple had just returned to Casa de Luca. Matteo clasped Mia's wrist as she walked in. However, his steady steps suddenly had to come to a halt as he saw an object wrapped neatly in brown paper. Matteo and Mia looked at each other with curiosity. "What's that?" muttered. He stepped near the object, but did not dare to touch it.

A moment later, Damiano came to them. "You guys are back" he said. "What is that, son?" ask him to Matteo.

"Okay, I don't know either" Matteo replied with a strange mimic.

"Why don't you just open it, Theo? I don't think it's an explosive" Mia said. He approached Matteo and followed him to observe the square object that was still encased. "Do you order anything? The shape is like a painting or maybe a giant picture frame," Mia said again while playing her eyeballs, making Matteo feel anxious and want to go back to devouring the woman.

"alright. Let's see what it is. I hope it's not something ...." Matteo did not continue his words. He stared at the thing he had just opened from the wrapper. His gaze then turned to Mia who was then silent.

"What the fuck, Mia?" matteo asked in a tone of speech that sounded a little annoyed.

"I-I don't know ...." Mia looked confused.

"Let's see who the sender is" Damiano suggested. He tries to keep looking calm, and of course hopes that Matteo will too.

Is a painting with a size large enough, and has been given a gold-plated frame. Painting with a picture of Mia's beautiful face in it, who was wearing a party dress when on Elba Island. The painting is so beautiful and looks so real. The details are perfect too. It is certain that the painting was made by an expert painter.

Matteo let out a short breath. He was holding back the anger that began to dominate him, because at that time the beautiful face that was radiant, now looks so sour. However, it was very natural for Matteo, because he knew that the one who made and sent the painting was Adriano D'Angelo.

"You look so beautiful in this painting, but it's a pity that I don't like it" Matteo said, passing by.

Seeing Matteo's attitude like that, Mia could only be transfixed. A moment later, he turned to look at Damiano. "Theo's mad at me?"

Damiano laughed softly. He approached Mia and touched her shoulder. "Theo is jealous of you. That's something incredible. It means that he has begun to include the heart, not just instinct. Pursue, Son! Entertain your husband. Men would immediately be crushed with a seduction," Damiano ended his words with a gentle pat on Mia's shoulder.

Doubtful, Mia followed Matteo's footsteps who had first entered their room. Mia opened her door slowly and saw Matteo standing by the window with a glaring gaze to the expanse of vineyards in front of her. The leather jacket worn by her husband was lying on the floor. “Theo?” call him while picking up the jacket, then put it on the sofa. Mia was sure Matteo heard, but the man did not turn his head at all.

Undeterred, Mia approached Matteo and stood next to him. “You're mad at me?” tanyakanya.

Matteo again did not answer. He did not even look at Mia.

“I'm confused, Theo. I don't know anything about the painting at all, but still you vent your anger on me,” complained Mia while slowly passing.

Matteo was still speechless, but his body language was not as stiff as before. Mia was also aware of that, so she ventured to lean her head on that broad shoulder. “I love you, Theo. From the first time we met until this moment. It won't change anytime, even if you don't care about me like you do now. It doesn't matter to me,” Mia raised her head. Half-toed, he kissed Matteo's cheek. The corner of Mia's lips clung to a flash at the corner of Matteo's lips, making the man smile faintly.

“I was wondering. Has Mr Adriano taken a picture of me secretly and turned my picture into a painting?” mumble Mia. His face looked seriously thought.

“I don't want to talk about it, Mia. Please shut up!” Matteo clucked in annoyance and moved to the bed. He sits on the edge of the bed while holding his head up. Occasionally he peed at his temple.

Mia giggled amusedly as she followed the movements of her husband. He sat with a gemulai. His fingers began to guerrilla, playing around in the chest of Matteo's field. “I like it if you're jealous of me. That means, you love me so much,” whispered it right in the ear of the husband.

This time, Matteo turned to Mia with glaring eyes. While Mia laughed at her husband's expression. “You are very handsome when sulking,” the woman stood up and sat in a sideways position arbitrarily on Matteo's lap. Mia wrapped her hands around Matteo's shoulders, then kissed her neck. “Once it feels like I want to control the game,” whispers spoiled with a seductive sounding voice.

Matteo's angry radiance disappeared instantly as he faced Mia's behavior that aroused his maleness instinct. “Can you control me?” challenge Matteo. After that, he brushed Mia's lips roughly. Not to be outdone, Mia kept her face away from Matteo. She stood before her husband. Mia then pushed Matteo's body back on the bed. Slowly, he climbed up the athletic body and grinned. “We prove it now,” god.

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