Morgan Sang Casanova's
The Seventy Six

"Arrrghhh!"

Zhoya slipped down onto the floor, making his towel come off. He grimaced holding his bok0ng and his aching leg. Then his hand tried to reach the towel that was released.

Chequek!

Zhoya was startled by the sound of the door opening, he gasped when he saw Morgan poking into the room.

"You're why Z..."

Morgan stared at Zhoya, who was lying naked on the floor, making his son go up and down, until he took a hard sip of his saliva.

Who was not tempted by the beautiful scenery before his eyes, so clearly visible how the smooth white of Zhoya's body without clothes, how to tease him two beautiful chunks in Zhoya's chest, Zhoya's, and how beautiful something is between Zhoya's groin. But what he was thinking now was not his m3sum thoughts, but he had to help Zhoya immediately.

"Zhoy, are you okay?" Morgan suddenly stuttered, he walked towards Zhoya to help him, while his gaze was trying to look the other way. He did not want to be guessed m3sum by Zhoya if his eyes were fixed on him.

Zhoya managed to grab the towel, he immediately covered his body, "I-I'm fine, better brother Morgan out gih." Zhoya's face reddened, he knew Morgan had seen his entire body even once felt his body, but still he was very embarrassed, because he had not been home with Morgan for a long time, makes him feel awkward.

"Are you sure it's okay?" Morgan reluctantly exits the room before making sure Zhoya is okay.

Zhoya tried to stand up, "Yes, my brother is good..shhhh!" He grimaced so much pain in his ankle, because he sprained when he fell. He almost fell again.

Luckily Morgan immediately caught the tiny body, making Zhoya in Morgan's arms.

Degs... Degs... Degs...

Morgan immediately lifted Zhoya's body, carrying him bridal style, making Zhoya stunned. "Sister..."

Zhoya wanted to protest but the man was so gallant he carried himself, he walked with Zhoya to the bed, then helped Zhoya sit on the edge of the mattress.

While Morgan was crouching in front of Zhoya, he grabbed Zhoya's flushed ankle. "Is this sick?"

"Emm.. a-a little." Zhoya bit his lower lip so accidentally saw Morgan staring at both of his eyeballs, he felt so nervous.

Morgan gave a gentle massage on Zhoya's ankle, making Zhoya grimace slightly, he gripped the sheets to endure the pain. "Shhhhh..."

Morgan was still massaging Zhoya's legs, then his gaze was fixed on Zhoya, he knew that Zhoya must have been in a lot of pain. "Your legs are not so severe, just a sprain, once a massage is also sure to heal. I'm just ready to massage her again if your legs still hurt."

Then Morgan smiled sweetly at Zhoya, Zhoya did not know how tormented a Morgan Xavier, he had to massage Zhoya's legs while Zhoya's current appearance was only covered in a towel.

It felt like he immediately laid Zhoya on the bed, opened his towel, then explored his entire body with his hands and lips, then fused their two bodies together.

But with all his heart Morgan had to hold it, even though his pants felt tight because the junior wriggled thrashing want to get into the nest immediately.

Hold on, John, it's not time yet!

Morgan had to prove to Zhoya that he really loved Zhoya, not because of the bed, but that he really loved the girl.