The Passion of Casanova
You Are My Everything
Ken really drained Zoya's energy. Lastly the girl collapsed in a prone position, while Ken was behind her body, with their core still fused.
The man clasped Zoya's body tightly, throwing his weapon which had just detonated something extremely powerful.
The liquid was full, until it spilled out from Zoya's core. The intoxicating chewy thing was still throbbing enjoying the overwhelming sensation, the girl's breath choking, her air space wanting to scoop up more.
Ken kissed the back of Zoya who has created a lot of his masterpiece. At will, the man tasted here and there, making Zoya like a leopard, with reddish mottled made in python.
"Thank you for today, Baby" whispered Ken, then pulled his gun from the narrow burrow.
Tonight, Zoya is helpless, she doesn't say anything to Ken. He only hissed as the long thing came out slowly, leaving behind a delicious twitch.
After Ken cleans up the remnants of their romance. Ken brought the body into his arms, letting the stocky arm be cushioned by Zoya.
While on his stomach was already a perfectly circular slender hand. Who else, if it doesn't belong to Zoya.
"Are you tired, Baby? (Are you tired, honey?)" ask Ken for attention.
And who had made Zoya this tired?
"Yeah, I am very tired. Because you are the devil," Zoya replies in a voice that barely exists.
He was already very tired of screaming Ken's name at every sigh. While the so-called cool with the action, and tireless.
Hearing Zoya's sneer, Ken chuckles. Because it means, Zoya loses the game, ah he really likes it if it is like that.
"I am sorry, Baby. I'm always excited when it comes to you" Ken replied, pinning small kisses on the top of Zoya's head.
"But Daddy almost killed me, if I didn't beg, maybe Daddy would keep doing it."
This time it was no longer an oddity, but rather a laughter that broke from Ken's lips. He held onto his stomach which felt tight.
And this sight Zoya has only seen for a lifetime. His heart warmed, the laughter made the sighs in his body stick out, until unconsciously, he also smiled.
"You really made me happy today. I am so happy today, because of you." Ken kissed Zoya's forehead so deeply, that it stuck to the bottom of the girl's heart.
Especially when Ken whispered right in his ear. "I love you, Zoy. I love you so much."
Zoya only smiles, every time Ken says that sentence, her heart is made to tremble erratically, but when remembering their relationship, she feels it is inappropriate to feel it all.
Zoya always wants to rush to brush off all those shadows. The expectations of where Ken will turn, and really make him the only one.
"Baby, why daydream?" ken asked, looking at Zoya who was staring in any direction with a blank look.
Hearing that, Zoya looks up to look at Ken's handsome face, a face that starts to haunt her mind.
"Dad, can I ask you one thing?" zoya said with earnest eyes.
"What, Honey? What do you want to ask?" reply Ken while tucking Zoya's haircut behind the ear. Not at all suspicious.
Zoya first gulped her saliva. "But I was wondering if Zoya was important to Daddy?"
Ken's hand movements instantly stopped, he looked at Zoya, and the two of their neutrals met.
"of course. You are my everything," Ken replied without hesitation.
"In that case, Daddy can definitely tell Zoya something."
"What, Honey? Don't make me second-guess," Ken said with a folded forehead.
Baffled.
Once again Zoya gulped her saliva, she ventured to gently rub Ken's hairy face. And gave the man a small gift, a brief kiss on the lips.
"I wonder, since when did Daddy become like this? And what's the reason?"
"You mean?"
"If Daddy does consider Zoya important, Zoya thinks Daddy needs to share, whatever it is, including the past."
Gluey!
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Come Daddy, we are all Mad pilgrims Dedeh ready to cry, let alone AA 🤣🤣🤣🤣