Touch My Body's

Wetter...

"Lan, no...!" pekik Rama ticklish.

"What's? I just want to hold it, doang...."

"But, we're still on the road, Lan. Don't be weird, you!" sahut Rama was nervous.

A finger with a long fingernail was barging in between Rama's trousers. Mulan's hand was trying to reach something that was now perfectly strained and rubbed it gently once she managed to reach it.

"Jeez Mulan ... You want to make me wet here?" Rama begins to frustrate withstanding attack after attack which Mulan exerts over her thigh.

The mouth that does not stop leaving a trace on the neck with a hand that continues to cool touch the mighty object, increasingly making Rama crazy.

Just a little more they arrived home, Rama took his car at a very high speed. Fortunately, no police officers stood guard along the way.

"Lan, get down first. We are nyampe."

"I don't want to, I still want to!" repel Mulan to approach Rama's wet lips.

Light brown eye bead Rama patterned with bated breath. Mulan is pounding it without being forced, a sesapann which is fairly stiff it even managed to make Rama crumpled.

This was a danger, if he continued to let Mulan be like this, it was certain that they would end up in a shaky bed.

Rama pushed Mulan, forcing the woman to stop toying with her lips. "Don't, Lan. You are no longer conscious. I'll take Lo down, ok?!"

"No way, Ra. We're just here...."

Rama takes a rough breath holding Mulan's body before the woman strikes her again. Rama is forced to go out while holding Mulan into his locked house.

"Goodbye ... where else is the key," complained Rama still holding Mulan who now moved to fondle her ears.

"It's here, Ra." Mulan retreated, pointing at her poking chest.

"Huh? Lock your house down there?" rama did not believe it.

"Yes, I put it there because the dress has no pocket. Come on, grab it!" mulan's orders were impatient.

Rama shook his head. "Lo take it, Lan. My hand can not be, again nahan elo..," he said reasoned.

Rama would not try to touch Mulan's chest. It was enough that he was driven mad by the behavior of his wife who had not stopped caring for him. Touching that thing is the same as looking dead, Rama thought.

Mulan clucked in annoyance, the woman deliberately pushed Rama's head strong from behind until the man's head hit Mulan's springy object quickly.

"Take it, he's on the right!" Mulan was still pushing Rama's head, forcing him to keep coming in from the chest gown.

Rama felt his heart would explode in a moment. Mulan was completely insane, the woman forced her to take the keys to their house using her lips here.

"There, Ra. It's there..," said Mulan half sigh.

The sweep of Rama's lips and breath made Mulan's body flounder, Mulan wanted Rama to continue to be there, playing around a little longer.

Feeling the thing that he had wanted to play so much, Rama finally fell asleep as well. The man ventured to lick every corner of Mulan's large chest impatiently.

Rama leaned Mulan's body against the door, holding her back to make it easier for her to explore the adorable object. Not forgetting to feel the tip that has been metatted perfectly, Rama felt the aroma of the body of Mulan's seductive fragrance.

This is crazy, Mulan will definitely hit him if Mulan realizes tomorrow she has touched him. But, Rama's manly instincts couldn't hold him anymore. Since first meeting Mulan, Rama has been tempted by her sex body that always looks exciting.

Rama wants once tonight he can touch Mulan's body even though it is not to make love.

Entering into their house which was painstakingly opened by Rama. The man took Mulan up to his room. Both of them were fondly fondling each other, Mulan slowly began to play her lips and tongue.

Arriving at the room, Rama puts Mulan's body on the bed. This dangerous scene should be over soon. His conscience as an adult man would never have done without it on the basis of consciousness.

Rama knew Mulan was acting this way just because of the influence of the medicine she was taking earlier. Rama does not want to make the woman regret or later hate her.

"Where are you going, Ra?" hold Mulan.

"Gue's going to the bathroom first. You have to soak in the tub. You're drunk, Lan."

"Gue doesn't want to take a shower, Ra. I want you to touch me, hug me too, Ra...." Mulan pulls Rama's hand and forces him to rise above her body.

Mulan unbuttoned Rama's shirt and touched his chest. Pants that have been open since they were still in the car, make it easier for Mulan to enter touching Rama's precious object once again.

"Don't, Lan. You're gonna fuck this up...!" hold Rama.

Mulan's bead eyes that were dimmed with a reddened face looked at her wanting to. The woman has been overcome with lust, Rama thought.

"Gue can't, Ra. I can't do this. Please help me.." Pinta Mulan said.

"But, Lan—"

"Gue just wants this...." Mulan came down, pulled out the mighty object of Rama from behind her protector and swiftly fondled and played the object with her lips.

"Jeez, Mulan...!" rama's cry stiffened.

The woman who was not aware of what she was doing, turned her head down there. Mulan was adoring that standing upright thing wily.

Rama could only clutch the bed sheet, resisting the pleasure of wet Mulan's mouth. He'll explode if Mulan keeps this up, but by almost three weeks of never indulging his mighty object again, Rama does need a release.

Rama finally reflexes push Mulan's head to move faster. To hell with Mulan who will hate him after this, her proud object should be able to be happy first, Rama thought.

"Continue, Lan. Don't stop..," sighed Rama staring satisfied Mulan's beautiful face with her mouth full of hers.

The woman seemed to really enjoy the activities of worshiping her mighty objects with great zeal. If he knew it would be this good, Rama had already put it in Mulan's mouth.

Mulan continued to spur her lips did not stop, Rama felt that something down there would explode. Rama pushed Mulan slightly away from her and sent her seeds into Mulan's face.

"Enak, Ra." whispered Mulan licking her lips that were exposed to the seed of Rama.

Rama just smiled amusedly and shook his head at the behavior of his wife. Mulan was the first woman to taste her seed and said so.

"Now it's my turn...." Mulan climbed up again, pulling her dress apart from her body.

Rama's eye beads back in pattern to see two large objects without a cover that looks perfect with a red lacy interior down there.

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Patience,,

Which seeds used to be wet, well 🤣