The Passion of Casanova
I Am Yours Tonight

Ken's already installed a silencer in his room. Fear of the voices reaching the ears of their children next door. Moreover, Aneeq is very sensitive to Zoya. As if the inner bond was designed very strongly, several times Ken did, Aneeq often woke up or suddenly fussy.

But this time I hope it doesn't happen. Ken had already thrown away everything that was attached to his body. Now lives the wife who still wears her favorite nightgown, but it will not be difficult for Ken to get what he wants.

I don't know how many times Ken ripped the thin cloth. Every month Zoya always buys it again and again, because the cloth will never last if the husband has attacked without patience.

"Hubby, can't you slow down? You can open it" Zoya said, warning Ken who had managed to remove the object that blocked Zoya's curves. Now there is only a small cover on both the woman's breasts and also a triangular object in the core.

The boneless flesh spilled over, making Ken's eyes stop staring hungry. "I don't have any patience for you, Zoy. You know, from the past until now. Whatever's on you makes me crazy. Don't make me wait any longer, this thing is nothing with my time with you. I can replace it a hundred times if you want."

Hearing that Zoya met with red. The older you get, the more reliable Ken is to tease her. He turns his face away, but Ken immediately pulls Zoya's chin and reunites their lips.

Ken scooped up that chewy thing so greedily. Like finding something refreshing, Ken took a sip, kissed and hummed passionately. Warming still continues, as much as possible he lures Zoya to get really wet.

"You always make me opiate, Zoy" Ken whispered as he circled Zoya's neck and stopped right at the woman's earlobe. Zoya puffed up her chest and hugged Ken's neck as the man grew anxious and played the tongue on her earlobe.

Soft and wet movements managed to make Zoya gap with melodious sounding village. The groove rose into the air, along with the mist of Ken's intense desire.

Ken opened the lid attached to his wife's breast bud. The man's head was getting down and back playing his tongue there.

"Any, Ken!" call Zoya, Ken looked up, while playing he also saw the face of Zoya who was so sensual that it made him even more tense. Ken held both of them until the shoot grew even more shameless. Zoya looked at Ken no less eagerly.

"I love it, drive me crazy, Hubby."

Ken grinned, without hesitation, he immediately sucked the object firmly to make Zoya close her eyes firmly, holding the amused mix at the same time. The woman's entire body was like being stung, Ken's tongue movements really felt like scorching her up to the seventh heaven.

Ken gave a trail of possession around there, something he came back to do after all this time. Usually he makes it only on the neck. He gets more excited, Ken's tongue is further down until it stops around the stitches in Zoya's stomach.

After a bit of nostalgia, Ken kissed the former stitches and went down. The man's mouth empties into the core of his wife's body which is still blocked. Ken slightly glanced at Zoya who was adjusting her breath with an astonishing fist of bed linen.

"Are you ready to play with me, Baby?" ken asked still maintaining his smile. Zoya looked down, smiling and nodding her head.

"I'm so ready, Hubby. I am your tonne."

Without a second thought, Ken immediately pulled the piece of cloth, and immediately took a sip of Zoya's core until the woman shook violently. Zoya's stomach is deflated, along with delicious twitches that are spreading to all her nerves.

Feeling that Zoya is ready for him to enter. Ken immediately planted the gas at high speed. Zoya swerved with the same screeches, and in that second Ken moved his hips to pump up Zoya's body.

The woman did not stop sighing with the sweat that had flooded her forehead. Ken is increasingly brutalizing, he stomps Zoya's body hard to produce a groan that is no less tight.

Ken, the reliable player who has been able to control himself, he made a pause before the wave came. Ken catches Zoya's leg and turns it around until now the woman turns her back on Ken.

From back there, Ken holds both of Zoya's thighs and moves back to his liking. While Zoya is just enjoying her husband's game until she senses that he is about to explode.

"Hubby, harder!"

Ken smiled faintly, clutching Zoya's body tightly, knowing that the wife would get her release. As he senses the wave, Ken plans to release it together.

A movement accompanied by the air. Ken pressed the center of his body, until the lava managed to burst in his wife's womb.

Huh!

Their activities this time were successful without any constraints.