The Savage Wife of Mr. Delon

ISTDS. The Delon 2

Delon released everything that was attached to his body. It seemed like he was no longer able to resist his desires.

Delon looked at Zifana's beautiful-looking face. Delon smiled, there was a strange vibration radiating across his body.

Zifana looked worried, her tears flowing.

Delon closed his eyes, sad to see Zifana like this. Want to get rid of all? But his body wants it. Wanna continue? How will Zifana feel?

Delon felt a dilemma with what would happen, almost Delon undo his intentions. However, the lives of both could not understand.

Bodo time with Zifana's rejection, which is clear he must finish what must be completed. Delon wiped Zifana's tears.

Zifana was still closing her eyes, unable to speak anymore or rebelling. She's just resigned, she's Delon's wife too. It is his duty to serve Delon. Though somehow in front of him. Zifana can only give up.

The situation of Zifana without rebellion made Delon not hesitate to continue his action. Delon's lips silenced Zifana's mouth gently, descending to her smooth white neck. The soft, intoxicating touch made Zifana's body feel the cold heat instantly.

Zifana opened her eyes, no longer able to resist or rebel. Even he felt things he had never felt before. Delon made a small bite giving a trace of ownership in his neck again. Down, down and sweep Zifana's body.

"uh" said Zifana.

Delon smiled at the smile on his lips. Delon continued to play and touched two towering Himalayan mountains. Playing on a beautiful hill. Zifana who lost control moaned back as Delon again gave a different sensation in his body.

Zifana's moaning sounded seductive in Delon's ears, making Delon's self-crazed. The Potent Weapon responded perfectly until it stiffened, stifled itself and tortured him from now on. Delon slowly tried to enter it.

The increasingly helpless Zifana could do nothing. It felt so beautiful, so delicious, like floating into space.

Although there is a shadow of Elijah and a shadow of a woman, but he could not resist or stop the activities of Delon at this time. Wh why? I don't know.

Zifana really could not escape the screams of feeling that were blowing on her chest. His common sense tried to refuse back, but his body seemed to betray.

"Baby, it's gonna hurt a little. Get ready, I'll do it with my heart" Delon said.

Deg, Zifana can just shut up. Even though his heart was really messed up.

Delon clasped Zifana's hands tightly. Moments later, Zifana rubbed her eyelids as she felt something slipping inward and pressed against her sensitive spot.

"Ahk,," Zifana shouted.

Delon silenced Zifana's mouth with his lips, trying to give his wife peace. Delon was relieved, his heart beating incoherently when he saw the drops of blood in his sprey. His heart seemed to haru, this was true he felt the pleasure of bercin*a. Seeing by itself the fresh blood of his wife's womanhood.

His body moved up and down in search of pleasure. Even Delon closed his eyes as he felt his body drift into space.

What's he doing? But Zifana's his wife. Hais, I don't know. The two looked nervous, they looked at each other and regulated breathing. Delon's gaze could not be explained, he looked at Zifana in the shade. His gun was still stuck in the hole, and Zifana was still silent with tears flowing.

Delon rubbed Zifana's tears, rubbing Zifana's head gently.

A few minutes later, Delon, who had finished what had been torturing him, now came down from Zifana's body, lying beside Zifana and hugging her.

Zifana tilted her body, turning her back to Delon. In the middle of the darkness he was crying, sorry, disappointed, happy, enjoying, at this moment his feelings were hard to explain. Seeing Zifana crying made Delon touched. Is he wrong?

In his deepest heart, he did not want to resort to coercion. But his body demands more.

Delon grabbed the blanket, covering her body and Zifana's body tightly. Zifana's body was facing towards him.

Now that Zifana was facing him, Delon placed Zifana's face on the chest of his field. The sound of Zifana's sobbing, made Delon close his eyes.

He never saw a woman cry. Delon wiped away Zifana's tears.

"Calm down, I'll take responsibility. You're my wife, and you're forever like that" Delon said.

Zifana's getting sobbing. Somehow the feeling that now resides in each other's minds, they are silent to each other.

"Sleep, my wife," she said without a word of love that makes Zifana feel tight.

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Beautiful morning, Delon's phone rings several times. Soon the man woke up, he saw Andreas' name there.

"What's the matter Ndre?" tanyakanya.

"Boss, Elijah wants to see you and Miss Zifana" he said.

"Zifana is still sleeping, tell Elijah, it's noon after school I'll pick him up and meet with Zifana" he said

"Okay, is Miss Zie exhausted?" ask Andreas. Delon seemed to not respond to Andreas' words and immediately closed his phone.

Delon stared at the pretty face beside her, grabbed her pants and clothes then stepped into the bathroom.

Zifana still did not wake up when Delon finished his bath. Delon ordered food for Zifana. He has to meet in the morning. Delon kissed the top of Zifana's head, leaving no message now that Delon left the apartment.

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