The Passion of Casanova
Angeringly
Just by wearing a small towel over the knee, Ken wrapped his lower body in origin, his weapon still standing upright, protruding from behind the soft cloth.
The sweat was even still pouring profusely out of his skin pores, making the mighty man's body wet. And it looks so voluptuous to those who have forgotten his sanity.
Zoya flinched on the spot, and biting her lower lip strongly. Until Ken returned to voice. "Where are you going?"
Slowly, Zoya turned around because of Ken's hand checks, even with the manly question. His chest was pounding, for whatever reason.
There was fear, and so mixed, especially when he came back to meet Ken's neutrals, he gulped his saliva rough, his body did not stop shaking, especially when he looked down there.
Oh my God!
Zoya really wants to run away, but Ken is still holding her hand without any intention of letting go.
However, when she remembered Ken's behavior, immediately Zoya was again overwhelmed by anger, she wanted to vent all her frustration on this man in front of her.
"Deliver!" jolt Zoya, yanking at Ken's hand, but Ken does not heed Zoya's warning.
He clasped those slim hands even tighter. Even if he could, Ken wanted to hug Zoya's body, and inhale the scent of the girl's body deeply.
"Daddy, loose!" Zoya is still trying to thrash.
However, his efforts bore no fruit, and Ken gave a faint smile. "Why? Why are you acting like that?" ken asked, while continuing to look at Zoya's face so closely.
The girl snorted violently, then turned her face away. "That's none of Daddy's business!" Zoya actually answered him with a sniffling voice.
"It's not Daddy's business? Did ya? You suddenly broke down the room door, then scolded us. Why, is something bothering you?" asked Ken with one of his eyebrows raised.
Hearing that, Zoya immediately squinted sharply. Did Ken really feel any guilt about her? Even the man was always arbitrarily managing his life, while he was free to do anything.
And all that in front of Zoya's eyes.
Realizing all that, it feels like Zoya really wants to go berserk.
"Daddy really doesn't care, he said I was told to study well, this and that, but how can I learn, if Daddy always does that with a lot of women? At least Daddy should understand Zoya's feelings!" the girl replied, getting bigger.
He had completely vaporized all of his already peaking frustrations. From that moment his chest continued to be tight, and made Zoya unable to breathe freely.
But now, he was already relieved enough. His explosive anger had already been released. Zoya is waiting for Ken's reaction.
In front of the girl. Ken actually gave a smile, seeing Zoya who was angry at him actually made the girl look more sexy, the weapon felt tighter and more veined.
His passion was again provoked, even more enlarged, and ready to explode.
Ken slightly pulls Zoya's hand, and holds both of the girl's shoulders. Zoya raised her head, until finally the two of their neutrals met again.
"Okay, Daddy's gonna stop bringing other women into this mansion, Daddy's gonna stop playing with them. But..."
Zoya scrunched her forehead, but what? His eyes are talking.
"In exchange, Daddy will ask you all that."
Gluey!
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