The Love of a Duda Employer

The soul and body are not the same

Warning: There are some scenes that should be avoided for those of you who are not old enough and for those who do not have a husband or wife.

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"What scares you, Annabelle?" asked Andre while gently rubbing the sweet face of the village girl.

Rumanaah looked down, Andre's sweet and gentle treatment almost made her almost washed away and consumed by his seduction. Jesus, Rumanah is a village girl who is really still a virgin alias. Of course there will be many considerations that the village girl thinks. And, there will be many consequences and risks that the village girl will face.

But even so, the village girl seemed curious and wanted to do more than just kiss. Ah, his name is also the first time for Rumanah. It was only natural that he felt a pleasure and curiosity that was so high. The turmoil of his romance that he just threw at an adult man who had absolutely nothing to do with him, almost made him not want to end up in high curiosity.

However, the village girl was still sane and normal. He realized that it was not a justified act. He realized that it would only make him regret and maybe make him not want to live life again. But, will the village girl be able to resist all her desires? The desire he had just felt for the first time.

"I want to taste you, Annabelle. Come on, you said you agreed. But, if you refuse and do not want to do so, then I will not force. I will try to make you think and will continue to make you more curious and become a wild woman on the bed." Andre cerocos in the heart.

In such a run-down atmosphere, the sweet Rumana seemed to have to argue with her soul and body. When his soul refused, but his body screamed for more than a kiss.

"Annabelle, don't think too much. I'll take responsibility. Don't you really want to do that too? Come on, you are so adorable and tempting." whispered Andre to the ears of the village girl.

"Eeeemhhh." Rumanah squirmed and slightly shuddered amusedly. The breath of her young master so penetrated into her ears. And, Ah! It makes the desire and bira*hi the village girl again rise up to burn the soul.

"Open your eyes." pinta Andre softly. Now his hands have gently rubbed two rubbery balloons belonging to the village girl. Uh, delicious! Chewy, round and petite. However, the handsome widower will not be satisfied before he can open the cover of the two chewy balloons and mengulu*m and suck the pink beautiful shoots. Sluurrrrppp, Andre until drooling imagine how delicious the two chewy balloons are.

Rumanah opened her eyes, her breathing roar was no longer a normal breath. His eyes were already full of high bira*hi. Yeah, Rumanah wants it. But there was no more courage for him to admit his wish.

"Uuuuhm, already, sir. I need to see the princess immediately. Eemh!" the village girl said as she moaned and let out a small sigh. How he did not sigh*, while Andre's hand increasingly unwilling to shut up.

Just like that Rumanah had already felt an incredible pleasure. Especially if Andre hits his butt and sticks his manhood? It would definitely make the village girl scream and sighdelightfully.

"Please wait a minute, Annabelle." asked Andre while opening one by one the buttons of his little nanny's shirt.

Rumanah threw her face to the side. While his breathing has now gone up and down irregularly. Breathing hard and holding a million hopes. Ah, crazy!

"I have to get you, Annabelle" Andre said in his heart.

The handsome widower looked like he was still unbuttoning the village girl's shirt. While the other hand he used to turn the face of Rumanah to look at him.

"Here you go, sir." Rumanah asked to stop, but her eyes and eyes described her desire. And Andre is very worried about that.

"You want it, Annabelle" Andre said in his heart.

In a matter of seconds the handsome widower seemed to reunite his lips with the lips of his little nanny. And, without resisting, the village girl reflexively closed her eyes. Welcoming with warm suction and lum* lip of his fierce employer.

Yes, a few minutes they kissed, the village girl seemed to understand a little and began to dare to move her lips and tongue. Following the grooves and movements made by the lips and tongue of his fierce master.

Andre had already finished opening the village girl's shirt. Now, there was only one more step for her to see what was inside the black bra. Of course it made him rush to open the bra hooks that Rumanah wore.

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