White Eagle Sang Praja Bekti, Aksa Gavin Praja Bekti

White Eagle Sang Praja Bekti, Aksa Gavin Praja Bekti
You're mine



Yasmin's head felt dizzy and like a needle prick. The girl seemed to have just fallen asleep, but Aksa could not help but wake her up and make her jump. Touch by touch, making Yasmin feel the heat radiating all over her body.


"Aksa? What are you doing?"


"Ssssssttt. Enjoy and follow it instinctively."


"Don't do this, Aksa. I won't allow."


"But I forced."


"I still don't want to."


"And I don't care either."


Aksa's voice grew more and sounded like wet rasp. His nose which slowly rose and fell as a result of swallowing saliva that felt difficult to enter the throat, making Yasmin fascinated.


This is the real Aksa. Men who are always known to be indifferent and tend to not care about many things in the school environment. In reality, he was a handsome man with billions of charms that would probably never be eroded by the times.


"I'll scream if you force me to do it."


Yasmin's sentence managed to make Aksa aware. Between the amused mingles of pleasure, Aksa laughed crisply and then rolled her body to the side, having previously overstretched Yasmin's body.


"Yell out, sweet heart. I even like it when you scream out loud to wake up the whole house. You know, they're gonna think our game is terrible."


Not staying still, Aksa then kissed Yasmin's lips. Yasmin's outstretched hand pushed Aksa's body, but Yasmin's rancid lips seemed to receive well the treatment of Aksa's lips. Between anger and pleasure, now united to make the logic of Yasmin slowly disappear.


"Aksa, I beg you." As powerful as Yasmin is, but Aksa is still Aksa who puts his ego at its most important. The man then silenced Yasmin's lips for a moment before then saying a sensual sentence to Yasmin.


"What's wrong, I'll do it slowly. Don'worry. Just bite me if you feel sick and uncomfortable."


"I'm not gonna impregnate you."


Between wanting to be angry, upset, amused, now Yasmin feels.


How could someone who would have intercourse, talk and express as if it was impossible to impregnate a woman? Is that true?


"Aksa, you know? I. I want to bang your head against the wall." said Yasmin later, who got the look of I Aksa. Aksa is caught up in his own game. He wants to prove that Yasmin longs for his touch, but ends up with Aksa himself whose body demands more with Yasmin.


"Do it after this, my wife." Aksa no longer gives Yasmin a chance to talk. The young man then silenced Yasmin with his dense lips filled like a young Radhi.


Yasmin. Yasmin lost. Yasmin continued to dissolve in Aksa's intoxicating vortex of passion. The girl seemed to have forgotten her main purpose earlier. He wants to mock Aksa who wants him, but Yasmin ends up drifting in Aksa's game.


Long enough they make out, until then Yasmin pushed as hard as Aksa. But Aksa is still Aksa whose body is so fit. The man slowly opened the sleeping dress that Yasmin was wearing. Reveal slowly like a slowed film roller.


One*******no shame, gliding perfectly from Yasmin's lips, made Aksa burn even more with her passion.


"Aksa please......" It can be felt Aksa, that the most sensitive part of Yasmin is wet by liquid. Aksa feels victorious, that he sees Yasmin helpless beneath him.


Aksa was inexhaustible, apparently Yasmin had a good response to his touch.


"Aksa, i... No, stop it."


"You're my wife, Yasmin. Tonight you're mine."


And tonight.........


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