
While on their way to their home, Naura unceasingly smiled and stared at Gilbert's face from a short distance away.
Gilbert looked back at his face and suddenly Gilbert was misbehaved by Naura who kept looking at him.
"Let's look ahead!"
"Why, I'd rather look at Dady's face than look ahead" whispered Naura.
Gilbert smiled shyly at Naura, the beautiful girl slowly making Gilbert feel the sparks of a feeling she felt when she was young.
The feeling of happiness and feeling very interested made Gilbert look back at Naura's face.
"Dad, thank you for saving my parents and my two sisters!" naura whispered in Gilbert's ear, accompanied by a sweet pan-turkey near Gilbert's ear.
"Stth," Gilbert closed her eyes as Naura's spoiled and hoarse voice swung beautifully to her ears.
Moreover, the short pan kecu made all the feathers Iuk Gilbert stand up straight feeling the sensation that made it feel drifting to nirvana.
Naura smiled happily at the reaction shown by Gilbert, she was so anxious to see Gilbert was so agitated.
"Dad, I'll give you a special gift because you saved my parents and sister" this time Naura chose not to whisper in Gilbert's ear.
"Gift? What'sthat?"
"Just a surprise to Dady," Naura bit her index finger.
Make Naura look sexy when doing something like that. Hurrying Gilbert turned her face towards the car window, her lower head began to feel dizzy on its own if she continued to stare at the pretty girl's face.
Upset that Gilbert was not looking at her face, Naura thought of giving her a little touch so that Gilbert would look back at her.
He opened a jacket that had been Naura clothes to cover the thigh and also 0aha Gilbert, he did not want to arrive when the action was ongoing Omanya who was sitting in the front seat suddenly looked can-can runyam affairs in the future.
Actually Gilbert felt that Naura's jacket covered both thighs, but Gilbert did not look at Naura at all, he preferred to focus on controlling his negative thoughts by signing the streets and passing vehicles.
Naura's one hand began to move little by little in the jacket that covered both her thighs and Gilbert's two thighs. Like a snake that began to swerve at its prey, Gilbert felt his thighs being touched by Naura's springy fingers.
Both of Gilbert's eyes were wide-eyed at what Naura was doing. Patiently and tenderly Naura fumbled Gilbert's thigh with a smooth motion stroking Gilbert's thigh to make the owner immediately lean his head against the window of the car.
His eyes were closed as Naura's hand moved freely up and down his forehead, indeed Gilbert's body was completely limp helpless by the spoiled touch of Naura's small hand.
Not wanting Naura's touches to sink her further into the abyss of a wild desire that would make her a disaster in the future for her relationship with Naura, Gilbert held one hand of Naura who had been freely groping her thighs.
Gilbert looked back at Naura's face.
"Nola, stop!"
"Why? Can't I stroke Dady?" raise one eyebrow.
Naura's face looks defiant before Gilbert, I swear by whatever Gilbert wants to pounce on the beautiful, cute, sexy and adorable face shown by Naura in front of him at this time.
"Bert, were any members of Limson's group seriously injured or killed?" ask Mrs Larisha who is a henchman sitting on the front seat of the car next to the driver.
Naura also directly acting to sleep on Gilbert's shoulders, while one hand has not moved still remains in Gilbert's thigh, but covered by his jacket.
"Em many were shot by Madam, but no one was killed!" with a restless voice.
Ms. Larisha looked at the back of the car.
"Geez my only granddaughter, she's sleeping!"
"Yes Madam may be Nola's exhausted" Gilbert said.
"Aaaaaa,,"
"You why Bert?" Lady Larisha was worried and immediately looked back to my back.
"A-aa it's okay Madam just felt my thighs cramp,"
"What a pity you Bert, you must have been so hard-earned to save my son, daughter-in-law and grandchildren, not to mention you had to be patient with Nola's indulgence, I'll call a therapist to massage your thighs so they don't cramp anymore,"
"Alright, ma'am,"
Hearing Gilbert agree to massage the therapist means Gilbert's body will be massaged by the female massage energy, making Naura feel Gilbert's thigh to the upper part and almost touch the radish that has been restless since.
Gilbert's face began to break out in cold sweat! He wavered because the more Naura's hand was held by his hand, the more reckless Naura gave fatal touches to Gilbert's thigh.
"Madam, I better not get a therapist massage later only my men will be massaging!"
"Loh why? Delicious, Bert, my therapist subscription is beautiful who knows you are interested in one of them to spend the night after the massage!"
Making the real Naura pretend to sleep, eager to smother the mouth of the Omanya! The touch of Naura's hand grew more mischievous, making Gilbert stare at Naura's face with both eyes.
Naura opened her eyes, seeing Gilbert's face that had been covered by a burning desire made Naura love to look at Gilbert's face like that.
"How's Bert?"
"No need Madam I'm not that ordinary!"
"You're a very holy and expensive widower, you can't just touch your body, you can't,"
Lady Larisha let out a small laugh, while Gilbert clasped Naura's hand tightly again.
"Nola please," in a hoarse voice.
After making Gilbert limp helpless all the way home, Naura finally released her hand from Gilbert's thigh.
Gilbert could only manage his breathing properly so that the oxygen to his brain could flow perfectly.
"Hoam, finally arrived Oma, too,"
"Are you awake, princess?"
"Oma, I fell asleep even to my dreams,"
"Until dream? What dreams?"
"Dream of meeting a handsome man and Nola seduces the man by groping his thighs,"
"Nola, you're so naughty the one exactly like your father!"
"It was just Oma's dream,"
"Yes, yeah, it's okay if it's just a dream,"
Naura laughed lightly while Gilbert still felt the remnants of Naura's hand touching on her groin. Seeing Gilbert's face to such uneasiness, Naura was actually very unbearable but again Naura could not bear it if not touch the burly man overgrown with many of the brewpubs.
Anyway do not want to know, flush the same coffee blossom for the Dady who is again agitated ***merana****.😁