The Passion of Casanova
Take Control

Siska came out of the bathroom, after she brushed her teeth and changed her clothes. Replaced with her husband's choice of nets.

As a very submissive woman, Siska did not dispute Ron's words. He just always followed whatever the man ordered.

Moreover, just wearing a thin cloth this, absolutely no problem. Siska set foot slowly. His legs were exposed freely, white and clean, making Ron's eyes that saw him feel pampered.

Ron's smile grew even more as Siska climbed onto the bed. A little crawling makes both of his favorite fruits hang teasing him.

And once Siska successfully sat down beside him, Ron grabbed the pointy chin of the beautiful woman. Siska's lips look red, even without coloring.

The smell of his scent made Ron feel drunk and drifting. Ron looked at the woman before him lovingly, making Siska's cheeks turn blushing.

The cup!

One kiss Ron gifted to the ranum. However, it felt like there would be no word of satisfaction. Ron put the book in his left hand on the nightstand, then focused on looking at his wife's face.

"Why are you wearing this shirt, honey?" ron asked, gently stroking the beautiful face of the woman. Revealing a little bit of the child's hair behind the ear, making Siska blush even more.

In addition, Siska was puzzled by Ron's question, wasn't this man asking her to wear this kind of clothes? So why ask?

Ron further advanced his face, until the nose of the shoots stuck to Siska's cheek. "I'm asking, honey. Why not answer?" Ron pulled Siska's body, until both of their bodies docked, Siska placed one hand on Ron's shoulder.

"And you asked for it, Brother," replied Siska as he was while turning his face away.

Ron put on a faint smile. "Are you obeying my words?"

Hearing that, Siska's two eyebrows looked at each other. She looked at the face of her husband who looked very clean, even though in the office this man was bullied by his boss.

"Of course I'll obey, my husband's sister," replied Siska who made Ron so chuckle. Always anxious with Siska's answer as it is.

"Then I want you to open it in front of me, may you?" ron asked as he lowered the thin clothes off one of Siska's shoulders, Ron left a brief kiss there, then looked at Siska's flushed face.

Ron wanted to feel how he was attacked by his wife, Ron who was always a pro in the game. However, this time he wanted Siska to take control.

"I want you in control tonight" said Ron again, right in Siska's ear. Leave a breath that slaps the nape of the woman until it crushes.

Siska squirms small. "I'm ashamed, brother. Especially if I have to open it."

Ron rubbed Siska's face, the big and warm hand was always sitting there. "Say my wife is obedient, where? I want proof." Said Ron, starting to provoke the innocence of his wife.

Siska bit her lower lip, then returned Ron's gaze. And she confirmed her husband's words, if that obedience means she should not argue.

Until finally Ron lay down and pulled Siska's arm to let the woman climb up on his body. Siska placed both her hands on Ron's chest, and their gazes met again.

Ron's hand crushed Siska's butt, indicating that he could not wait to be attacked by his wife.

Siska squirmed, moving her hips because she felt amused, especially when Ron's hand crept over her body. Infiltrate behind the thin cloth until it empties into both mounds of his.

Siska resigned, the atmosphere that began to heat up to make him no longer have shame, he pulled the cloth up and threw it away.

"Well, if this is how it looks, it's getting prettier" said Ron, then pulled the nape of Siska, put their lips together, to start a game that will soon be created.

"Ah, Honey. Faster and occasionally press your hips!" rancau Ron enjoyed the incredible sensation he was receiving. He couldn't help but sigh. Moreover, the crush that Siska gave so felt.

"Sister, I!" Siska spoke with her breath out, Ron could feel his wife who could not stand the coming waves.

Ron flipped the position, now he was the one who hit the core of Siska until the warm lava burst out so fiercely, seeding in the woman's womb.

Siska's core still felt twitching, but Ron had already hit her again. With a tongue attack that makes Siska's mouth immediately gaping.

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Her morning.

Ken's getting ready for work. No different from Ron, last night he beat Zoya mercilessly. Until Zoya is again lying in bed, tired of making love makes her reluctant to move from up there.

Zoya blinked her eyelids, as she felt a chewy object peeking all over her face. And when the two netra opened successfully, he found Ken who was smiling sumringah.

Zoya's forehead folded, looking at her husband's appearance from top to bottom. "Hubby, where are you going?" Zoya asked in a voice that sounded raucous.

Now it was Ken's turn to put on a face full of question marks, why did Zoya ask like that? He obviously wants to work.

"I'm going to the office, honey. I want to work" replied the handsome man as he was.

"worked? It's a red date" said Zoya, who opened Ken's mouth. Did he not hear wrong?

Ken immediately looked at the calendar on the nightstand, and it was true what his wife said.

Ken's shoulder slumped. "Well, don't you show off dong? Why the red date." His grunt.

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Ngothor: Dad, I don't laugh real, they are noh! Not me🤭

Daddy: Wicked you, Thor! In vain struggle neng njoyyy make my neck red-red cake kissed mosquito.

Ngothor : Yeh, please tell me to show off, it's not good tahu🤪

Daddy: Thor, you mah... Ah, know lah😩

You've been to the same bosen ballom as the python?😌😌😌