The Prisoner of Mr. Lan's Chamber

Chapter 33

For too long Mr. Lan played both imported melons belonging to Larisha, now Mr. Lan also released the two large melons! Mr. Lan's gaze led to the location of Larisha's core, making Larisha cover it continuously with both hands.

Actually Mr. Lan wanted to make Larisha restless because of the game! But the exhaust of his paddy field tractor was out of control again, Mr. Lan had long enough not to feed his exhaust, even more so since meeting with Larisha, he said, only Larisha's body is what the voter's exhaust wants.

Master Lan pulled out both hands of Larisha trying to cover the point! Mr. Lan put Larisha's hands on Larisha's head, in a hurry because it was already at the peak of the passionate has ratt Mr. Lan pointed the exhaust of his impatient rice tractor at Larisha's core.

He pushed the exhaust in there, but what happened was that Mr. Lan's exhaust could not directly break through into Larisha's core, unlike the women he had been sleeping with, larisha's core feels very squeezed exhaust hers.

Making both eyeballs Mr. Lan stared intently at Larisha who was grimacing in pain.

"Emthh, this sir is sick!" lirih Larisha's.

"Are you really still holy?" ask Mr. Lan.

"I've told you hundreds or even thousands of times, sir, I'm not the bad girl you have in mind" Larisha said.

Mr. Lan, who was still in disbelief, again tried to press the exhaust of his rice field tractor into the core of Larisha, but the result was equally very difficult to break through.

"How Master? Do you believe it now? I'm still a saint, sir, I'm not a bad girl who has a bad influence on your son" Larisha said.

"Listen why is this? But even though you're still a saint, you stayed with Dev the night of the incident, and you let Dev consume that nar koba !" Said Mr. Lan doubtfully.

"I came to that bar when Dev was drunk! But I'm sure and trust Master, Dev is a very good man, he can't possibly voluntarily touch that bastard! He also has no enemies, very different from you who are ruthless businessmen who justify all means and have many enemies! Prostitution, gambling or maybe you're also the mafia buying and selling illegal goods (nar koba), that's why you asked the police to close Dev's death case? Are you afraid that your business is being snorted by the police? Aye right?" shouted Larisha.

Mr. Lan's hand gripped Larisha's cheekbones with both hands, as she could not accept Larisha accusing her of being a bandar nar koba, annoyed with the words of Larisha and her lust that has already raged makes the annoyance mixed with a sense of great girah.

"You, you're so presumptuous you're talking like that! Now feel this!" said Mr. Lan.

Mr. Lan then violently pressed his exhaust into Larisha's core so tightly that Larisha's core was successfully penetrated by Mr. Lan's exhaust.

"Aaaa, sick! Help u! Help u!! It hurts, sir" cried Larisha.

It was like being hit by a sharp object on the core of his! Mr. Lan mercilessly did that rudely, even though this was the first time for Larisha and she needed to be treated with care so as not to feel this pain.

Larisha wiped away her tears, the tears that kept flowing through Larisha's cheeks, as well as the fresh blood that flowed from inside her core as a result of being hit by Mr. Lan's large exhaust, the pain and pain was all that Larisha felt at this moment, her heart breaking into pieces feeling the same pain! How can a cruel man who never loved him be a man who now takes his holiness.

On top of Larisha's cry, Mr. Lan smiled in satisfaction of successfully taking out a treasure that was very valuable to Larisha, the satisfaction was seen on the face of Mr. Lan who was still continuously pumping Larisha's body without caring about her crying.

"Oughttt, this is so narrow! You pinned me down Larisha, akhh," Mr. Lan kept sighing.

"Sick sir, sick!" lirih Larisha's.

"Sick you said? Calm down the pain you feel is only temporary, later you will enjoy a great pleasure that you will never forget!" said Mr. Lan while continuing to move his hips.

It is true that said by Mr. Lan, the longer Mr. Lan pumps Larisha's core, the more Larisha no longer feels pain and soreness at the core! Now the pain and pain turned into an extraordinary pleasure that had never been felt by Larisha before.

"Oughhhtt, emmtthh, ahh Sir! Ah," said Larisha.

Hearing the village hann Larisha, making Mr. Lan increasingly spur his hip movements, Mr. Lan understood that Larisha had begun to enjoy the game, making Mr. Lan's exhaust more comfortable lingering in the core of Larisha.

Mr. Lan was getting firmer moving his hips, so that the moaning for the sake of the mutual connection between Larisha and Mr. Lan.

"Larisha, you made me enjoy this pleasure! Oughtt I can't take it anymore" said Mr. Lan.