
"There's still a little time, Sweetheart. Three minutes, before Dorian sees us!"
Sansa gawked at what her husband said, Sansa even held her frantic breath while Alex began to move her hips down there.
Sansa involuntarily groaned as Alex advanced his hips in a quick and indecipherable motion.
"You crazy?" screeched Sansa while Alex just chuckled.
"Casual, Sweetheart. Isn't the situation very different? Like our passion burns so many times over in times like these?"
The sound of the door opening, a sign Dorian and Kate have entered and it makes Sansa more panicked.
"Daddy can kill us if he sees us making love like this, Alexander!" sansa complains while trying to escape but Alex holds the Sansa bokonga and presses it firmly until the navel goes deeper .
"A, Alex. Please...." Dessah Sansa, between delights, fears, nervousness and feeling challenged, and Alex was right, her passion was many times more burned out than usual.
As Dorian's footsteps drew closer, Alex stood up and carried Sansa, stepping into the guest room on the ground floor.
And just as she stepped in, Dorian reached the living room. "This must be Sansa's behavior, leaving the tv on." Dorian muttered while turning off her television.
Dorian frowned As he looked at the position of the sofa that was slightly tilted, then he allowed it to return to its original position.
"What's wrong?" Ask Kate.
"There's nothing, it's just the position of the sofa tilted, what are they doing on the sofa? Do they play on the sofa like a child" he said, embracing Kate and taking her to his room.
While in the guest room, Alex tried to complete his passion that had arrived in the crown.
Currently, both of them were still standing as before, their clothes were still neat, only the pants were slightly lowered.
"You like this, hm? We never do it in a standing position" Alex said amid a sigh of favor.
Sansa could not answer, her body felt so weak and she could not think clearly. All he could do was moan and sigh as Alex raided him mercilessly.
Alex carries one of Sansa's legs to circle around her waist, while the legs that support her body are bathed in sweat. Both of Sansa's arms were tightly wrapped around Alex's neck.
"Oh, you're still very narrow, Sweetheart. I really like it," Alex raved while stabbing more strongly and deeply.
"And yours, very big, dear. I almost went crazy for her," Sansa also raved. His lips approached Alex's lips and Alex greeted him with impatience, he grabbed Sansa's lips and slipped into her hot mouth, looking for Sansa's tongue and asking her to dance together.
"Alex, go faster!" sansa's hiss is about to pick up the peak of her enjoyment.
"As you wish, Sweetheart." Alex moves more intensely, faster and stronger which makes Sansa like floating into the air.
Down there it felt so full, and it made it even more crazy.
So did Alex, a position like this apparently provides tremendous pleasure for him. Especially when he felt the warm valley below that was so flooded and twitched strongly, he said, as if it would suck hers that increasingly swells until finally now both are moaning simultaneously when the peak of pleasure comes to roll the soul of both.
Sansa who felt tired and powerless immediately collapsed into the arms of the husband who was immediately warmed by Alex.
Without letting go of their union, Alex walks towards the bed and Sansa bellows every step Alex takes, because it's like it's stabbing again and again.
"We move on or you want to take a break, Sweetheart?" Ask Alex chuckles.
Sansa pinched her husband's waist. "I like that position, but somehow now I'm sleepy. So let me sleep, Honey."
"All right, Sweetheart."
Alex put Sansa to sleep in bed, not forgetting he re-raised Sansa's pants and pants before going to bed he finally joined the wife. Hugged him and kissed him. "Good sleep, Sweetheart. After you wake up, we'll continue. Find another position."
"Hem, how's the position from behind? It seems exciting, like the movie I watched," said Sansa lightly that made Alex gawk.