Trapped in Love Sikumbang Night

Part_12 Playing Horse

The woman pushed down Arkan's chest slowly, her face blushing softly. He was unable to hold Arkan's cradle but did not want to be impressed wild.

"Why?" ask Arkan while hugging the body. A body that once felt different from other women. The body that made Arkan miss him so much but he hid it in the bottom of his heart.

"I'm ashamed, I used to come to you drunk. Now I come to you through my friend," Dara replied still blushing.

"Become...." The name came from Arkan's lips. Arkan likes Dara's honesty. He thought they would never meet again.

The woman looked over and looked at each other with Arkan.

"Where do you know my name, beetle?" her question was a small smile yet very soothing to Arkan's heart.

Arkan grinned at the call. He didn't like that call. Because the call was too bad for him. Which means to show who he really is.

"Hey, do you mind calling my name?" his reply. Arkan again anchored a kiss between two mounds of romance from the beautiful woman.

Dara felt it.

"I know your name from the ring you left behind" he later explained.

Dara squirms, Arkan's touch gathering the gleam within his body. Gelora lost when he was made a collision by his father.

From then on she chose to give up her virginity on her wanted man and her Arkan chosen young man. Dara did not deny that she felt addicted by the caress of Arkan Arjun.

Plans in a match with a man he never loved to make his life ruined. Every day Dara was treated like an animal by her father as a result of his rejection.

For sure Dara knew that the man was not a good man, he was rude and did not hesitate to play hands on him.

"Arkan.." his sizzle. Dara was closed in feeling something wet tasting her poking thing. The young man was adoring experts in any technique.

"Say something, before I make it hard for you to breathe."

The sound of the howling of a beautiful female cat actually came off.

Dara was unable to say anything more when the handsome young man's burly hand first made a basic movement formulation at the bottom of his navel.

Arkan feels dissatisfied enjoying the beautiful fairy inside his ambiguous at the discharge of his thin cloth on Dara's body.

Still the same as before, the woman's beautiful body fooled her gaze. Arkan hugged Dara's body and lifted her to stand up.

Dara was afraid of falling, and he squeezed both feet at Arkan's feet. Arkan kissed Dara's lips. He likes that so much. He then goes deeper and deeper into desire. He replies to Arkan's kiss with a unique style that makes him feel loved by Arkan.

Long clashing his lips, Arkan sat Dara on the table. He looked at Dara's eyeballs very closely. He's no hypocrite Dara is so charming. Dara blushed and lowered her head. Arkan did not let it go and raised his chin to keep looking at him.

Arkan then kissed Dara's neck and performed experiments on both mountains. Massaging her again slowly, not wanting Dara to be in pain if she did it rough.

Dara enjoyed it He wanted it again and again to hold Arkan's head there longer. Arkan knew Dara's intent He did Dara's desire to make red marks on many parts of the body.

Arkan raised Dara's body again with the same movement. The kiss gets hotter and smoldering both seem to be burning by the fire of Love even though it is not a lover. Arkan dropped Dara's body on the bed and separated Dara's legs.

Arkan penetrated on soft objects there, he kissed her softly and then played her tongue on the part of it.

Arkan was not satisfied he was satisfied and heckled until Dara drooped. Honestly Arkan never dared to do that to his other bed partners except Dara. Dara is perfect and special to him.

Whatever the name is Arkan showers his woman with a soft cradle and longs to have that body.

Arkan was not disgusted that even the girl's property was already like a cup of honey to him. The girl made her heart beat fast. He wants the girl to feel the sincerity of their game so that Dara cannot forget the connection of the unification of their bodies all the time.

That way Arkan hopes Dara will continue to come again and again for him. I don't know what it is, Arkan likes Dara. Dara's body is very seductive. Tense things that belong to him are not even good at lying.

Extensively smacking Dara's possession, Arkan pushes Dara's body over the Mattress. His tongue again guerrilla swept across the surface of Dara's face. Dara bit her lips She enjoyed it many times the delicious sound could not be restrained out of her mouth.

Both of their lips were fused back for a long time. Arkan kissed Dara's hand, Dara's stomach even the fragrant armpits of Dara. There is no single point that makes Arkan feel reluctant to touch it all Dara's ownership is perfect according to him.

"Dara.. I like every body you have," said Arkan softly in Dara's ear made Dara open her eyes that had been closed.

"Me too." jawan Dara smiled.

Arkan overlapped Dara's body into his beautiful body until it closed perfectly.

"Arkan put something into Dara's. It's a bit difficult as well maybe it's the second time for Dara to play with a guy.

"Thank you.. You're still keeping yours just for me" siss Arkan felt special by Dara.

Dara just smiled at Arkan. It's true that he never did that to anyone.

Arkan put his property to the core of Dara's lips and put it slowly until Dara moaned.

"Uhk.."

Arkan carefully plays it while questioning Dara.

"Did that hurt you?" tanyakanya.

Dara shakes.

"It's better than anything" he replied.

As an Arkan man was satisfied to get that compliment. Arkan plays his feels stuck in the core of Dara. But the touch was so warm and delicious.

Arkan massaged Dara's breasts while stomping hers there. Being held in two thighs Dara makes Dara feel in the torment of passion.

Arkan increasingly tempestuous see sexy lips Dara gaping. That means Dara really enjoys the moves he plays.

Arkan asks Dara to turn around. Arkan wants to race a pretty horse with his trunk from behind. In his grasp the densely filled hip then he struck again at first slowly but the longer the more ferocious. Even the rhythm is very fast to make Arkan and Dara ngos-ngosan.

Sultry rule them. Arkan collects Dara's unraveling hair into his grasp exactly by racing a real horse but it feels good.

Until finally they let go of moans together and lay on the bed to stabilize the breath of those who run up and down.