The Passion of Casanova
Help Me
Along the way, Ken doesn't let go of Zoya. The girl was like a vitamin that made her days even more passionate.
During work he will not see Zoya, so he does not waste the opportunity to always sip what he likes.
His mouth never gets bored, but Zoya is already numb because Ken always does it savagely.
Somehow Ken's words that only wanted him, made him rustle a little. Even though he was afraid, if all that was just a joke.
But what would you say, everything has fallen into the hands of that man. Zoya can only be sure, is it true what Ken said?
I swear by anything, if Zoya ever sees Ken touching another woman besides himself, she'll walk away from that man's side.
He would no longer heed Ken's words, even if the man kept him from staying.
Ken took off his suit, put it on the front of Zoya's body. While his head went in, until his head sank. Ron could not see it.
Ken unbuttoned the front of Zoya, Zoya who began to understand what Ken was going to do immediately sniffed.
"This Daddy's in the car, there's Ron's assistant up there!" cetus Zoya with his voice down. Complete with a serious face.
"She won't know, honey," Ken clung to his will. His hand shrewdly opened the cover of the source of his life.
Zoya's face reddened, as Ken managed to sink her face between her breasts, taking a never-ending sip made Zoya's body again twitch erratically.
His blood rippled violently, Zoya was stung.
Feeling already aroused, Zoya reflexes pressing on Ken's head, so that the man drowns deeper.
Soon after, they arrive at Zoya's campus. And it immediately made Ron breathe with relief.
The man pulled his car far enough away from the campus gate, as usual.
From then on his lungs kembis kembis, but as if not receiving oxygen supply. Ron was always short of breath. He died a flea with his boss's actions that looked overzealous.
"Ron, come down for a minute to buy a drink!" pinta Ken, and Ron immediately nodded obediently. Understand that code.
He did not waste time, Ron immediately went out and pretended to buy a drink at a stall not far from his car.
Ken pulled down the zipper of his pants that already felt tight. He's the one who's fishing, he's the one who's in the bait.
"What do you mean, Daddy? Daddy wants what?" zoya asked with her eyes widened perfectly.
"Daddy wouldn't do it. But, help me. Help Daddy get him out, Baby."
Ken leads Zoya's hand to touch her already defiantly upright navel. The girl gulped her saliva roughly, and bit her lower lip while holding her breath.
"Dad, but I can't!" rejecting Zoya, she lets go of her grasp, but Ken holds the wrist.
"Come on, just for a second. After that you can go out, honey. Just briefly. Promise me!" Ken was still with a pleading gaze, barely helpless.
Zoya further bites her lower lip strongly, and Ken begins to carry the hand to move her fun.
"Yes, do it like that."
Ken gasped for small groans, which filled the silent space inside the car. Their activities did not invite much attention, because there was no scene of cars swaying.
"Faster, Baby. I like that, oh my... It's very delicious, dear."
The man's conjecture was inexhaustible, until the moment the wave came, and to its peak, something that was within Zoya's grasp took out its contents in any direction.
"Dad?"
"No problem, Baby. Someone's gonna clean it up."
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Haishhh engap me dad🤧🤧🤧🤧 So don't you love flowers Dad? We're malakin pal nganu lu🤣