Divorced for Fatty
Chapter 71: Down Up
Kelana thrusts her neck, and obviously that she did not for no reason. Kelana also wanted Hana to give her a purplish red tattoo like the one she created with lips on her neck this afternoon.
Kelana bit her lower lip when Hana bit her neck, she was not even angry at all even though it felt a little pain.
“Already! lunas,” said Hana with a naughty grin, she peed Kelana's cheek that still locked her slender body.
The man's lips pursed and without further ado Hana grabbed and kissed lustfully. Kelana even almost fell over Hana's body, if it was not immediately bend the forearm and make a pedestal.
“Sabar Hunny,” Goda Kelana. He removed the pagutan, straightened his back and then passed the t-shirt attached to the body, before again grabbing the sexy lips of Hana.
The sound of hissing sounded earthy, they even pulled each other's bodies. When Hana took Kelana's breath as if impatient, and vice versa. When Kelana releases the pagutan Hana will immediately pull the man's nape.
Bed sheets were messy, bolsters and pillows were strewn across the floor, their bodies now remaining one final cover before the epic war began.
Hana grabbed her own hair, she opened her thighs wide as if challenging Kelana who was kneeling down below. His face flushed as if all the blood gathered at one point, he was completely overcome with lust to wage a war that would bring pleasure.
Slowly the Kelana missile ejects, preparing to be launched to tear apart the marihana trough. However, there is something a little different when touching the lips. The man's forehead frowned, and Hana realized something.
“Why?” They simultaneously asked in their hearts.
Hana felt sick, while Kelana felt unsurfing earlier while doing that with Hana on the sofa of her room.
“What is the potion Mak War potent?” hana Mumbles. “What is it right to make rapets again?”
Perplexed, he didn't even seem to find a way. Until finally forced to stomp rough. Hana screams as well as Kelana who can only gape in disbelief. Hana's trough is like shrinking until the missile with a diameter that he never measured feels squeezed.
“Hunny!”
“I-i-iya,” replied Hana a little confused.
“Salep 69,” says Hana.
Kelana fell silent, her forehead frowned and afterwards replied, “Ah .. rose herb.”
Hana shook her head,”Not, Mak War.”
After asking each other questions about why it feels different, they also began to race to take down the opponent. Hana obviously had a high flying hour, but the effect of the war mother herb made her strident, she also felt a sense of pleasure that she never felt, ever could, his body sank and even subconsciously stuck his fingernails into Kelana's back who was struggling to pound.
“Oh .. shitttt!” Hana cursed when she got the roll of the waves, her body was limp but Kelana had not yet found the end point. The man continued to work hard until Hana asked him to hurry as his legs started to tingle.
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Hana collapsed, she pulled the blanket until it covered her two crazy mounds. His breath hunted, as did Kelana who was lying next to him with her chest descending up and down. The man laughed proudly, he clenched one hand and raised it high.
“I'm great ‘kan? I'm the winner,” said Dinar's only child.
Hana who had no energy could only nod weakly, she resigned and tried to remember what her husband had eaten before the war.
“Aren't you just drinking substitute milk for dinner? Why are you so strong?”
As she smiled, she lowered her eyebrows in response to Hana's question. “That milk is not just any Hunny milk, it's milk brand X-men.”