The Passion of Casanova
Python #34

The sobbing sound coming out of Zoya's mouth changed with a whimper that sounded so melodious in Ken's ears. It felt like he had not felt this pleasure for a long time, until Ken sighed so fiercely with the beat he made.

Slowly but surely, that's the science Ken is learning. He did not want to hurt his wife and children until he moved his hips tenderly.

"Baby, is this comfortable?" ken asked on the sidelines of their hot activities that were burning, the dawn was almost breaking, but it did not dampen the fire of passion that was burning fiercely in the chest of the two of them.

Zoya could only nod, the sense Ken gave her never changed one bit. Forever feels so fun and tense.

The woman puffed out her chest, pulling Ken's head so that the man would bite and sip two chunks that were expanding rapidly. Big and almost spilled out of his denial.

"I want to be bitten, baby," Zoya said in a voice that sounded very sensual. Ken smiled faintly, he kissed Zoya's chest that was plastered in front of him.

"Whatever you want, Baby. (Whatever you want, dear.)" Ken replies, and the next second Zoya screams, she rushes Ken's hair, defining the pleasure he is receiving.

Zoya's breath was wheezing, with her mouth gaping wide, the soft movements that made her unable to wart. A tickling feeling penetrated and tied all his joints, until he and Ken finally both sighed violently, when the peak of nirvana had succeeded they greeted.

Both bodies were stung, creating an unusual vibration. Ken increasingly brought the core of his body in, raining down on his wife's pleasure burrow, making the release truly feel perfect.

"I love you so much for so long, Baby."

"I love you more."

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The days just passed, and the content of the two pregnant women was getting bigger. Even Zoya's stomach now looks more distended than Siska's stomach. Therefore Zoya never again wears clothes that feel narrow in her body.

Most of Zoya's clothes are home-made dresses that are twice as large.

Right on this day Zoya will check the contents along with Ken. He is also still in college, at least until the age of five months. After that, Ken will no longer allow Zoya to travel.

"Darling, are you ready?" ken asked, now he was gradually normal, because morning sickness was rarely felt. He was already quite tortured, because at worst he was rushed to the hospital just because he fainted, so it was not safe with nausea that continued to attack.

Zoya smiles, then kisses Ken's cheek. "Already, Hubby."

Ken smiled back and kissed Zoya on the cheek. Not just one, but so many that the pregnant woman pushed her chest away immediately. "Ck, habit!"

The handsome man only chuckles a little, then swipes Zoya's chin. After that they came out of the room and went down the stairs. Go to the dinner table for breakfast together.

"Ken, he said today Zoya wants to see a doctor to check the womb, is it true?" grandpa asked Abian while wiping the corners of his lips with a tissue, as he had finished breakfast.

As usual while eating, Ken also feeds Zoya. "Yes, Cake. Today it seems like my children can already be seen how many." Ken answered, then handed the milk to Zoya.

Obediently, the woman received every helping hand of her husband. And put on a glass of milk.

Grandpa Abian looks smiling, happy to hear this happy news, hopefully all of his great-grandfather is always healthy and will be born safely. "Then be careful, son. Take care of your womb, they're getting bigger."

Zoya smiled widely, then nodded in response to Abian's grandfather's words. "Yes, Cake. Zoya must have always taken care of them."

Ken who noticed that rolled his eyeballs. "Already, Baby. Smile not for long. Better get going now." Invite Ken while pulling Zoya's hand, so that the woman will get up.

Abian's grandfather only gave a rough snort, finding Ken's possessive nature so late, lest later if the children were born, Zoya would be a material struggle.

After saying goodbye, they finally leave with Ron who is still loyal to become Ken's personal assistant. They first go to the hospital to check on Zoya's content.

Not until long they finally arrived at the hospital, where they first consulted, the atmosphere looks still quite quiet, so Zoya can go straight into the examination room.

Doctor Susan had already greeted them with a fluffy smile, enough with the pleasantries of Zoya being immediately asked to lie down. They will re-do the ultrasound, to determine how many fetuses are developing.

"Well, everything looks healthy. There's no problem whatsoever, now we just have to count," Susan said with a smile, feeling anxious about herself with a few fetuses filling Zoya's womb.

"So how many are there, Doc?" asked Ken who looked very enthusiastic, he glanced at Zoya and they both threw smiles, feeling so curious.

"They exist...."

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"Congratulations, your son has five and all kinds."