The Passion of Casanova
Python #30

Ken ruffled his hair, he gave a rough snort and passed from the bathroom door, took a towel and wrapped it around his waist.

Today he really is shit! Though he was trying to make love to Zoya, after he was made to languish. However, the wife did not even want to meet him.

"Damn! Is the baby Zoya was carrying not my son? That's why they tortured me like this?" he muttered as he stepped out, towards the next room.

Ken cursed at being played with, but as soon as his consciousness returned, Ken immediately shook his head. What thought is that? Obviously every morning, afternoon, evening and night, he beat Zoya mercilessly, until his wife was never seen idle.

Why he doubted his own seed. "Haish, Ken, what are you thinking? They're your kids, maybe they're playing hide-and-seek."

Ken took a breath, and threw it away slowly, for his frustration to dissipate. "So, patience. Don't grumpy. Zoya will be upset with you. Better, you follow all the wishes of pregnant women. Make your python safe."

The handsome man opened the door of the next room, then quickly entered the bathroom. He immediately opened the towel and saw the reflection of his body in a large mirror, which was there.

"Remember, Ken. Don't grumpy. You can still do it yourself," muttered Ken again, looking at his withered python, for it did not get a flush of the subtle spirit.

It seems like today he is indeed destined for solo career. Ken turns on the shower, wanting to start his ritual, ascetic in nirvana. However, until a moment he tried, his python still did not want to wake up, the object that had been the hick-gobul just now continued to sleep, no matter if Ken was reverberating, or whatever it was.

"Ck, what a shit! How'this?" Ken grabbed his hair because he felt frustrated, even though his passion was tempestuous, he needed a touch Zoya.

"Baby, please, don't torture me like this" whined Ken with a throbbing lip, he again grabbed the towel, and stepped back into his room to meet Zoya.

Sabodo said, Zoya wants to see it or not. The important thing is that he does not get a headache, because he is holding back the desire that is at its peak.

Chequek!

Ken's face, which was already very sour, turned sparkling.

It turns out that the bedroom door is not locked, and Zoya looks to be wearing hand and body lotion. Zoya looked at Ken who had just entered the room, instantly her smile expanded.

"Hubby, have you taken a shower?" zoya asked, as if nothing had ever happened.

Finding that, Ken frowned, but unwilling to waste this golden opportunity, Ken immediately drew closer to Zoya. "No, Baby. I want to shower with you. But you told me to take a shower next door. You really pranking me, huh? He said he didn't want to see me."

Hearing that, instead of answering, Zoya chuckled and immediately got up from the dresser chair. He hugged Ken's naked body. "Hehe, I'm not kidding, Hubby. I really didn't want to see you, nor did I know why. But not anymore, I miss you."

Zoya buried her face in Ken's chest, and hugged the handsome man even more tightly. Making the tremors in Ken's body pulsate instantly. Zoya's touch is second to none. Moreover, this woman's chest increasingly felt squeezed him.

Hearing Zoya's words, Ken immediately smiled sumringah, his sense of regret evaporated instantly, he cupped both sides of Zoya's face.

Their views meet.

However, Zoya pushes Ken's chest, until their bodies are spaced back. "But I don't want to do it." Zoya said as she is. He's not lustin' to fuck.

"Then help me get it out."

Zoya looked at Ken, she seemed to think for a moment. "Originally there are conditions."

"What terms, Baby. Usually also do not use the terms of everything," said Ken who began to object. He was willing not to get rations, but Zoya still wanted a lot.

"I want to see Hubby eat rambutan."

Ken looked gawking at his wife's simple wishes. "I ate those hairs? Don't you want it, Baby?"

"No, I didn't say I wanted to eat it. I want Hubby to eat that fruit, I just want to pull out the feathers. Come on!" take Zoya with you, holding Ken's hand until they sit on the edge of the bed.

He took the rambutan fruit that he moved onto the nightstand. Like her wish, before opening the fruit, Zoya first plucked the fur one by one, making Ken feel sick. He remembered his python feathers being plucked by his wife that night.

"Darling, why should you be revoked first? It's a waste of time" Ken said in a slightly protesting tone.

Hearing that, Zoya's lips cut down. "Let it be, if it won't wait for me let it be your python feathers that I pluck out!" Threatened him.

Gluey!

Ken immediately raised his hand, he did not want the incident to happen again, it felt really excruciating. And the handsome man was getting tormented even more, as soon as his python was bitten by something.

"Aw!" his screams. "Baby, someone bit my python!"

Zoya immediately nodded. Instead of helping Ken, he left his waist. "Huh, it's Hubby's own fault, so don't put rambutan on our bed, it's a lot of ants! Your python must have been bitten by them."

"HUH?"

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That's me being the ant🤣🤣🤣