Mr. Paralyzed's Bed

Mr. Paralyzed's Bed
Chapter 110


"Eemm, aahh .. Die, slow down a little, it hurts."


Aishe's melons and moans echoed throughout the corner of the room with the dim light of the lamp. He squirms, stomps, as Diego's hands go down his smooth white back.


"Aahh .. Slow down a bit, dear. Aahh .. there, right there. Ughh .. good." The roar was loud in the ears of Diego who was sitting next to him.


"I'm just massaging your waist, why are you yelling as if I'm staining you violently?" Diego releases the hand that Aishe has been giving back massages since.


"This is you too! Why did you put me down so rudely?" Aishe who was on her stomach turned her head, staring at the cynical face of Diego who was actually upset.


Intended to give Aishe a little punishment, but it was precisely her who had to massage the lover's back because of the action of lowering Aishe into the bed violently. The beautiful imagination that had made him happy, suddenly had to disappear in just a few seconds.


Ahh Diego, unfortunately you. Instead of getting pleasure by punishing him, it's just shit!


"Why stop, let's go massage again!" Aishe again snorted.


It's like this, what else can it be? After all, this was also the result of his own act of impatiently punishing Aishe. Until finally the imagination remains a mere imagination.


Diego went back to massaging Aishe, gently without being able to protest. Until at least an hour, and the woman slept in her deep sleep, then she breathed a sigh of relief.


He slowly got up from the bed, about to change clothes. But suddenly, his hands were smothered until he collapsed on the bed. With one move, the girl had been on top of Diego's body.


"Where are you going, sir?" he said by showing a sensual face while removing one by one Diego shirt buttons.


"So who's playing now? Wild cat, or little thief?" Diego grinned, staring at Aishe like a rabbit playing in the belly of a tiger.


"Now? It's just me, the Teaser!"


Aishe flipped her hands back, loosened the belt and removed the trouser hook. Then, gently put his hand inside. Finally met him with something soft without bones, which the longer he held it even bigger and stronger.


"Huufftt, you're the one who teased me, Ishe." Diego grabs Aishe's body and moves her under his cage. Then quickly grabbed the red ripe lips that had since looked quite tempting to his desire.


Two tongues twitched together, enjoying the alluring taste of sweetness. Not only a wrestling tongue, but two pairs of hands that are also busy releasing strands with strands of cloth wrapped around the body.


And somehow since when the speed of their hands increased nimble, in just a matter of seconds, all the attached cloth was scattered on the floor.


"I'm coming, Baby!" Diego quickly pulled the blanket over, covering half of their bodies.


The fierce fight has begun. Now, it was Diego who took over from first to the end as he always did. True, this counted since Aishe knew the condition of Diego's leg that had healed, so that he was no longer on top.


Aishe tied her hands around Diego's neck, occasionally squeezing her hair, as the attack hit her most sensitive spot.


"Die, ahh!"


"Sstt, Ishe ... art seviyorum bebheim!" (I love you, baby) Diego grabs a reddish-colored plump that rubs against his field chest several times. Gently stroked him, before he finally took a sip.


"Die .. aahh .. stop, Die! My stomach hurts!" Aishe suddenly pushes Diego's stomach, forcing the man to let go of hers.


"Why? Am I too strong?" ask Diego to help his girlfriend sit down.


"So, it didn't matter before. Only this time …." It doesn't feel unusual. Aishe held onto her stomach which no longer felt any pain.


"Then clean up and go to bed!" Diego got up, but Aishe quickly held his hand. Seeing that his lover's belongings were still standing up gallantly, he became unwell.


"No problem. Just a little cramp, maybe because it's not warming up" said Aishe trying to convince Diegi to want to finish his affairs.


Maybe he was right, I was so excited that I forgot to warm up. "I'll try softer!"



Du shootout ... the catfish mustache which .. hemm.


Who wants to take it home, please bring a tuperwere!!! Otjor don't want it if it's not from tuperwere 🤣🤣


don't forget, barter the same coffee or flowers yes. Rare items somewhat limited nii 🤭