Morgan Sang Casanova's
The Forty Nine

Morgan had knocked several times on Zhoya's door, but apparently there was no response at all from Zhoya, Morgan tried to open the door of the room, apparently Zhoya forgot to lock the door of his room.

Morgan hesitantly went into Zhoya's room, he saw that the woman was asleep, Morgan walked up to him, he sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the beautiful woman.

Morgan smilingly looked at her, he allowed the messy haircut on Zhoya's forehead, so that it seemed so clearly so beautiful a Zhoya.

Morgan bowed his body, he kissed Zhoya's forehead very gently and long, then he held onto Zhoya's face, there was a strange feeling inside him, he said, he used to have absolutely no desire to kiss Zhoya's lips let alone touch his body, probably because he had always considered Zhoya an adorable boy.

Now, however, he was eager to kiss those lips until he was unconscious as he kissed Zhoya's lips.

What's wrong with me?

Morgan had no idea of his own feelings. He was not sure whether his feelings for Zhoya were love or mere naf-su.

But Morgan does not want to waste time, tomorrow he must be in City B again, tonight he must let go of all his turbulent desires to control his body.

Morgan kissed Zhoya's lips again, although there was no response from Zhoya because Zhoya was still asleep.

As if he couldn't stand it, Morgan took off his own shirt and threw it away, then Morgan kissed Zhoya again, revealing Zhoya's entire outfit until the girl completely swallowed.

Morgan was stunned to see the beauty of Zhoya's body, Zhoya's body was so seductive, white, and smooth, making him irrepressible.

"God..." Zhoya mende-sah with his eyes locked so he felt a keenness in his chest area and core area.

Zhoya blinked, he was surprised when he saw Morgan who only wore jeans, the man was enjoying his body.

"Sister..." Zhoya wanted to protest, but the man managed to get him to float as soon as he broke both fingers into the center of his core, his movements making him hover. Plus Morgan sucks pu ting Zhoya greedily.

"Sister..hhhh...didn't we agree to do it once?" Zhoya tried to protest.

Morgan paused his activity for a while, looking at the woman under his shackles, "Who should I do it with if I wanted to? Didn't you forbid me to fuck another woman while we were married?"

Zhoya seemed confused to answer it, until the sleepiness was gone. If they do it again, Zhoya is afraid that he's getting infatuated with Morgan, but if he doesn't give up his rights, he won't be willing if Morgan does it with another woman, moreover, Morgan in the city of B must be loved by many beautiful women.

Morgan held onto Zhoya's face, looked at his eyes, "Don't be so cute with me anymore, don't try to avoid me, let alone stay away from me. From tomorrow you have to activate your phone."

"We'll do it often if I want to." Morgan added his words.

"But why? Not.. emmhhh!"

Zhoya was not given a chance to speak, the man kissed his lips so naaf-su, muttered him, then took a sip, stuck his tongue into Zhoya's mouth, exploring every corner of the sweet lips.

While Morgan's hand wilfully echoed Zhoya's 5 breasts, echoing his 5-rema5 so anxiously, Zhoya tried not to be tempted, he wanted to be rebellious but the man's energy was so strong that it rubbed him, it left him helpless and trapped with what he was doing to his body.