Husband For Keara
At last.......

...Area 21++...

...The scene is performed by a married couple of humans. So it's legal.....

...Even in the world of pestu, tetep should stay away from nganu before his time.. ...

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Harris began to put their faces together. Peppered the girl he had wanted so much from the first moment he met. The tips of his fingers gently caressed his wife's cheeks and neck. While his lips and tongue explore the forehead, nose, ears, and ends in the lips of his favorite opium.

Harris scooped her sweet lips in front of him. His starving soul as if thrashing wants to melu mat deeper again and again. His tongue tasting, sucking, twisting. Everything he does is based on his instinct.

"Emmphhhhm.. Is this kind of ciu man you want to love?" his question on the sidelines of the pleasure felt filled his chest.

"Hhhhh..."

Keara's out of breath. She was caught up in her husband's savage attack. Harris's initially soft and ardent kiss now felt hotter and more demanding than ever. His big hand held his nape even more deeply submerged the two.

Not only that, Keara also felt one big hand that another snuck behind his thin clothes. Rubbing and rubbing his body skin full of tenderness. But with a fiery passion that made his chest tight.

Without realizing it, his outer nightshirt had easily fallen to the floor. The dress strap that had hung on his shoulder had gone down to his left and right arms. Exposed a smooth white shoulder that further burned Harris' passion.

Keara held her voice. When Harris' tongue went down exploring Keara's open neck and shoulders. The girl bit her lower lip. He was too embarrassed to let out raucous voices and just kept them deep.

"Don't arrest sa-yangg.. Suaralaahh.. Mmpphh..."

"Aaaawhh.. Maass.."

Harris clearly deliberately provoked his wife's passion to throw an era of erotic ngan that could heat up his has rat. He bit into Keara's upper chest until it was bluish red. The net sparkles staring at his own 'work. Really, this is his first kissmark. And he was addicted to adorning other parts of Keara's body with similar marks.

Harris raised his wife's body. Then lay it gently on the bed. Gelegak naf*sunya. With a strong grip on both hands he tore his wife's nightgown to pieces in two pieces.

Keara rolled her body to cover her two twin assets that had been exposed without any cover. Only the remaining triangular silk cloth covers the sensitive area.

"Maaz.. That's my mom's dress.."

"I'll buy you a new one, sweetie..."

Harris was obviously drunk. If only he realized, would immediately feel guilty for tearing his mother-in-law's clothes.

The man gently pulled his wife's arm. To open his arms wide. No longer hindering the adventures of his tongue who wants to sip the delights of Keara's twin assets. His hands first cupped the two, then he returned****** Keara's lips.

Han village and era ngan Keara unpretentious. Harris mischievously toyed on that wacky mound. Sometimes they suck like a baby. Then again give kissmark in any part to mark his ownership.

His fingers infiltrated Keara's already wet sensitive area. He pulled the triangular cloth and the thin cloth was instantly torn apart with a single jolt. Now the fingers are free to play the area of softness that has been trimmed a few hours ago. To give sensation and hot flashes in his wife's stomach.

Keara moaned enjoying every touch of Harris. He continued to pound, but her husband seemed to like and continued to provoke his wife's defense. Harris' fingers, lips, and tongue attacked mercilessly, continuing to give rang*food that made Keara long. Craze at once.

"Bad.. Hi Harriiis stopp!!" peekik Keara's. He can't take it anymore. He felt something was going to spill down there.

"Why baby? It hurt?" ask Harris casually. His head was not even lifted. Still drowning in his wife's groin.

Keara grabbed her husband's hair that was still half wet due to the midnight bathing ritual last night. "Eeeerrgggh.. Masses.. Lep-pasin. first, aaahh masss.. A kuu want a pipiis.."

Keara stiffens. Raising his body until half-sitting resting on his elbow. His other hand reached for Harris' shoulder. Seeking a grip for the incredible sting he felt at the core of his body.

Not long after, his voice groaned with relief. The point had been spewing out warm lava which made Harris grin with satisfaction.

Harris got up for a moment. He threw down the pajamas he was still wearing. Appearing his long barrel weapon that has been strained perfectly and longing for unification with a delicious cave tucked in the groin of his wife.

Keara gasped for breath after getting the first release. What a sensation he had just first felt was so difficult to define. She stared at her husband's fighting equipment. 'uh? Is it really that big?'

Harris swiped hers at Keara's core. Merang*the erotic voice of his wife again filled the hotel room. He returned to his wife's lips, while his hand pointed his right in the middle of the fragrant narrow cave.

"Pray first, sir.." Keara felt the need to remind her husband who seemed to have forgotten himself.

Harris nodded while growling. But then he complied too. Praying together with his wife. Hoping that the seed he spread could develop into the life of a little angel in his wife's womb.

"Aarghhhhh.. Mass Hharriiiss's.."

"Eergghhhhhhhhh...."

The two were screaming at each other full of cravings. Harris's combat tools have been perfectly immersed despite the start being extremely difficult and aching.

"Sick, honey?"

Keara nodded. His eyes were watering and sweat had already flooded all over his body. The pain and soreness that attacked the core of her body made her accidentally stick the tips of the nails on her husband's back and scratch the skin of the sturdy back.

"Hold dear.. I'll do it slowly." Harris smears Keara's lips again. Trying to distract his wife while his hips have started to play a role. Pumping back and forth with a sigh full of pleasure.

No more expressions of pain. There was only a sense of pleasure that accompanied each time her husband's combat tools hit the core. Keara felt her body shiver and limp helplessly.

The pounding of passion of the two filled the luxurious hotel room. It feels like the heat radiates without being able to muffle the air conditioning.

"Oouhh, sweetheart... Wife.. Aaahh You're mine, baby.. Forever only mine.." racau Harris interrupted his activities to climb nirvana with his beloved girl.

Keara mere*mas bed linen, pillows, and anything else she can achieve. The waves Harris was carrying completely swept away. He really does not reject the charm of a Harris Risjad. Letting her body be lifted up and down without any desire hinders her husband's adventures.

"Aaaargh.... Haarriiss Mass... Aaaarrhhh.." The second release has been reached Keara at the peak point of his matan kenik. He groaned while biting Harris' chest.

"Eeerrgghh.." Keara's throbbing made Harris moan and craze.

The warmth that flowed from inside the core of Keara, making Harris no longer powerful. He blew up the seed

Watered with warmth in the holy womb of his wife.

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Lunaass yaa..

The author was hot cold and this was just beginning. Auto nempel husband aaahh... (let's practice alone) 😂😂.

Where does the weather support anyways..

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