Trapped in Love with Casanova

Sure you want to fuck???

In a luxurious apartment inhabited by the most handsome god creature and adept in bed affairs. Zifran and Maisya had just arrived.

Chequek!

Zifran opened the door to his apartment.

"Let's go in!" get Zifran to hold the girl's hand.

"Kok lo apartment always but anyway brother, elo cleanin huh?" the girl's eyes scoured the room.

"Aunty who always finishes this apartment, if brother is perfect."

Maisya turned his attention towards Zifran. "Sir, your face is red, you are sick?" asked Maisya in panic.

Zifran. "Yes, please brother!" there was a heavy Zifran sound.

"Lo why brother!"

"You want to help brother, it's also because of you."

"My shell?!"

"Still in the cinema? You woke up, brother."

Maisya raised next to her eyebrows looking at the confused man. "Sister, which sister is. The feeling of sister does not bring sister!"

"Ck, this little brother!" Zifran glanced at the bottom that had been bulging since.

Maisya followed the direction of Zifran's view. He increasingly does not understand what is happening. "meaning?"

"Help brother to fuck him."

"Ha! The way?" maisya brain ngeblenk instantaneously.

"Toggle it."

Zifran brought his body closer to Maisya. He grabbed the nape of the girl and landed his lips on her. The sitting position makes it easier for Zifran to reach the girl's body. Maisya closed her eyes as she felt the chewy object land on her lips.

Zifran******* Maisya's lips are so soft that it makes Maisya so lulled by it. "Open his mouth" said Zifran in his kiss.

Slowly Maisya opened his mouth, allowing Zifran's tongue to enter. Zifran further deepened his fondness for maisya.

His hands did not stay still, he slipped into the shirt Maisya used, fingered and stroked Maisya's stomach which looked flat.

"Sister!" Maisya released her pagutan. He turned to Zifran.

Honestly, this touch was his first. When he was dating Dion, he only did it as a lip kiss no more.

"awhile, hem." Zifran again scooped the tiny lips of maisya.

Zifran is increasingly launching its actions. He stroked the girl's long hair down. His hands he put back in his maisya clothes. Not only that, now Zifran guerrilla hands looking for something that has always been his favorite.

The chewy and solid objects that are now in the hands of Zifran make the body of the maisya bristling.

"Ahhh," the voice of the village*han from Maisya's lips as Zifran begins to re*mas her breasts.

"K-sister. Mmmpphh," Call him who is holding back the turmoil within him.

"Don't be arrested, let alone." said Zifran. Now the room was filled with the sound of the village*han coming out of Maisya's tiny lips.

Without asking Zifran directly carried Maisya ala bridal style to his room.

In a room so spacious with a king-size mattress became the dominant Zifran put the body of Maisya in his bed.

Zifran began to open one by one the buttons of the shirt he was wearing. After everything was off he threw his clothes in any direction.

"Srstttt!" Zifran placed his index finger on the lips of msisya. The man was now blinded by the desire that had been holding him back ever since.

Slowly his measured hand grabbed the body of the maisya, unbuttoning the shirt he was willing to wear. Now the body of the white maisya with a chewy solid object has been clearly displayed in front of him.

With a gentle gesture Zifran took a sip on the object, which made the owner feel something that could not be expressed in words.

Both hands maisya squeezed the sheets as Zifran's tongue began actively dancing agilely over the top with his one hand stroking something that was still protected by the jeans he was wearing.

"Regardless of course do not be detained" said Zifran quit his activities.

"We're starting now!" Maisya nodded her wink as a sign of 'Yes'.

Zifran began to take off all his clothes, as well as his maisya.

Somehow, when he wanted to refuse but his heart and body seemed out of sync. His heart was wrong, but his body asked for more from the man.

"Sister.fear,"

"You calm down, brother will slow down, which is important you relax. Okay!" Maisya.

Now Zifran's gaze fell on Maisya's lips that looked red. He kissed the lips maisya gave him a little luma*tan, then went down to the neck of the girl and left a trace of her possession there.

Then he directs the grandpa in the right direction. With a slow movement Zifran began to carry out their unification.

"Aackh!" maisya screeched as she felt something raining down on hers.

"Awwwssh," hissed Zifran who felt pain in his back due to plug long nails Maisya.

Then he released his union. His body was transfixed to see red stains on the sheets and on his combat tools.

A drop of Maisya tears fell down her cheek. Zifran touched the pretty girl's cheeks and wiped away her tears. "Sorry" he said.

"Oh yes, you must be in pain."

Maisya. "Don't brother. I'm not going to papa!" Maisya smilingly looked at Zifran hoping that the man would continue their activities.

Hearing the words from Maisya, Zifran again did it again. This time he was quite slow and very careful, he did not want Maisya to feel pain a second time.

For a long time they struggled with his desire and Maisya is now able to balance the game Zifran until they reach the peak of their desired pleasure.

"Aakh!" Zifran spilled his lava over Maisya's body.

With the breath still hunting, Zifran dropped his body on the body of Maisya who had been suffocated due to the heat struggle they did.

Zifran kissed Maisya's forehead so warm. "Thank you" said Zifran.

"For?" asked Maisya confused.

"For everything. For tonight." Zifran splashed his body beside Maisya.

"You again?" timpal Zifran just took off his.

"He'em" Maisya answered briefly.

"Hahahaha.we rest first, yes." said Zifran while hugging Maisya and did not forget he landed a kiss in the thin lips of the woman in his arms.

Meanwhile, in another place, a pair of human children were walking around the mall for almost three hours to wait for someone who had been said to leave just for a while, but it turned out to be the word 'Awhile' it makes them like chickens lose their mothers.

After the film they watched was over but Zifran and Maisya had not yet appeared, Arlan and Alya decided to tour the mall.

Either they have called a few times but still there is no answer they get, except the voice of the operator. With a feeling of arrogance, they both left the mall.