The Passion of Casanova
Giving up or Not?
Without waiting for Zoya to answer yes or no. Ken immediately tied Zoya's hands together at the head of the bed, with the girl's legs.
In order for Zoya not to fight him, and focus on what he will give, a touch of death that is able to destroy the girl's consciousness.
Zoya's plain body is real, even the reddish marks that Ken created are so noticeable in that pure white skin. Ken's sharp eyes are staring more and more hungry, but it's not time he plays, he needs to beat the opponent.
"Daddy what do you want, you want to torture me?" zoya screeched as she lifted her body, feeling uneasy being stared at like that by Ken.
"No, Baby. I'll just make you enjoy a different sensation. I'll make sure you lose" Ken replied as he dipped his hand in a bowl filled with ice.
Letting the huge palm freeze, after feeling enough Ken was closing in on Zoya. Zoya shuffles, but is unable to get anywhere.
Early Ken touched the upper part of Zoya's body, playing two beautiful circles that last night he sip inexhaustibly.
Netra Zoya fiddled, and she frowned slightly, as the coldness touched the pores of her skin, and remassed Ken's hands on both breasts.
Ken smiled little, this is nothing, his inner self. The burly hand crawled Zoya's body for a while and then returned to the chunk of ice in the bowl.
And after that Ken directly touched the core of the girl's body with an increasingly ambushing cold sensation, Zoya bit her lower lip strongly, and closed her eyes trying not to make a sound.
His body was bristled by Ken's hand play down there. Twisting and sometimes piercing, making his entire body tremble violently, because he felt his nerves were stung.
Ken pulled his finger, and looked at Zoya with a faint smile. "Wet" he said briefly by showing Zoya the middle finger.
Wanting to tell the girl, how terrible the game she made, until nothing, Zoya's body has reacted with her touch.
Zoya is unable to reply, she keeps her lips closed and doesn't want to say much. While his breath was heard hunting with his chest up and down.
As much as Zoya's energy to withstand the turmoil, Ken finally took one of the chunks of ice cubes, and attached it to Zoya's core.
The girl looked up, she really couldn't resist the passion of her tribe that was so easily provoked by Ken. Zoya shook her head. "Daddy, stop!"
However, Ken did not heed the girl's warning, he continued with the action, it is certain that soon Zoya will lose and fall on the game.
"Daddy, please stop! Zoya doesn't want to go on!" Screeched at the girl, her hands clenched firmly, still trying to hold everything back.
While Ken continues to stimulate Zoya's body passion. He inserted one of his fingers into the core of the girl, and made a back-and-forth motion.
Zoya closed her eyes tightly. His chest puffed up with a gaping mouth until finally. "Aargh!" Zoya surrender. He let out a loud sigh as he could no longer resist Ken's touch.
He's been misjudging, because Ken's really a good guy. Just with the man's fingers alone it feels like Zoya has wanted to explode many times, she continues to be made to float on the clouds and imitated the peak of pleasure.
Hearing that, Ken immediately smiled widely. He immediately plucked his finger from Zoya's core and stared fixedly at the girl's crimson face.
Ken kissed Zoya's face while unbinding it. "I expected it, Baby. You're going to lose!"
After all the ties were released, Ken carried Zoya's limp body ala bridal style to the bathroom. She takes Zoya to take a bath together to celebrate their new relationship.
"We need to celebrate in there, Baby." Ken bites into Zoya's chin, and continues to bring her slim body in.
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