The Passion of Casanova
Million Charm Men
Ken took a look at Nora from top to bottom. Everything looks clean, the proportional body is sculpted no less perfect with Zoya's.
The right chest moon, even with a slender waist that is no less aduhai. Makes the soul of the man and hunter Ken tempestuous, and he finally rises from his chair.
Stepping slowly towards Nora who had just closed the door quietly, almost without a sound.
Ken's eyes were unbroken.
Making the woman's face a little anxious mixed with misbehavior because it continues to be stared at like that by Ken.
Until he stayed, and let Ken come closer, one hand held a coffee cup, then one hand slipped the child behind the ear.
His movements were so gentle, graceful and so attention-grabbing. As an adult woman, isn't Nora not stupid? He understands Ken's needs. A need, which is about the bed.
But he was too scared, he who was originally just a girl of mine made him shut himself up, and had a principle of life.
She will do it all, with the man who is her husband. The one he loved and loved him anyway.
However, after meeting Ken, his principles somehow change, when he wants Ken to be by his side, then he must be willing to do all this.
That's what he now believes, to tempt the man who was in front of him, became the choice he had to take.
Men are mature, handsome and have a lot of charm. Who would not be interested in this sturdy, burly body?
For years Nora waited. And now that opportunity is in sight.
Tonight Ken will be his.
Nora gulped her saliva roughly, their gazes again meeting. And just this time Ken gave that look in the eye.
The misty Netra, with a face ready to pounce. He was sure, Ken was already feeling claustrophobic now.
"I made you coffee, sister," said Nora, with a slight stammer, trying to smile to cover her nervousness.
Hearing that, Ken slightly grinned. "Who told you to make me coffee?" ask her gently, but still airy.
Hearing that, again Nora gulped her saliva which felt choked. And cold sweat started to greet his palms.
"I, I took the initiative myself to make it for you, because I know you're overtime" Nora replied with barely any breath.
Ken pulled one corner of his lips up. "That's all?"
Nora glanced there and there, her eyeballs as if looking for a fitting object to avoid both Ken's neutrals.
Slowly, the woman nodded. "That's all, Brother."
"really?" Ken rested one hand on the wall near the door, locking Nora. He asked questions as if he could not believe it.
And the look of the woman's face was increasingly made pias. Especially when Ken suddenly slid his face in the niche of Nora's neck, the man's breath was even so obvious.
Make it crumble for a moment. And the guts that had accumulated, shriveled at that very moment.
"Are you really not doing anything else?" Ken asked again, and Nora could only bite her lower lip.
It was hard to answer Ken's question, but it was all so easy.
Nora closed her eyes for a moment, her chest pounding so crazily, as Ken held the coffee cup in his hand, and their bodies were so tight.
Even then, the woman could feel something down there that had already hardened, slightly showering her body.
And the next second, Nora was like being dropped to the bottom of the deepest abyss. Not yet had his mouth answered Ken's question, the man actually returned to his voice.
"Other times if you want to tease me, don't be half-hearted. I suggest you come with a naked body, because usually the women throw themselves without me having to bother to undress. They served me, spoiling me until I flew to nirvana. Ye know? This action of yours, far from what is in my shadow."
The longest sentence Ken ever gave, as well as the most striking sentence in the deepest corner of Nora's heart.
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The flowers oyy do not forget in the sow, let the Daddy sane🤭🤭🤭