THE LIFE OF A MAN
PART 117'S

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“Ah, ma – sorry...”.

The girl who immediately realized that she had released the milk box she was holding, spontaneously subdued her body, when the Son who quickly caught the milk box squatted slightly in front of her.

And by reflex also the delicate hand of the Girl gets to the naked shoulder of the Son.

Where it is true – has really disrupted the focus of endurance from the defense of the Papa's soul.

“Sorry yes, Son.... I was really surprised about it ..” Saying Girl.

With reflexes too the girl crouched down and turned her head while smiling at the Son.

“What does your leg hurt, Son?..” Ask the Girl because the Son darted quickly in front of him to catch the milk box that was released from the handle Girl where the Girl was worried that the knee of the Son might hit the floor below him.

But from then on the son was silent.

The appearance and touch effect of the Girl on the naked shoulder of the Son, really cause the effect of heat all over the body of the Son at this time.

Not to mention the pink lips belonging to the Girl who added to her scanty concentration of the Son's defense. “Putra?..”

The unfocused son, it was as if he did not hear the words or questions that were thrown from the girl's mouth.

Feeling that the Son was silent from now on, the girl's hand reflexively stretched out to touch the jaw line of the Son, where the Son spontaneously closed his eyes.

‘Enough already!’ Inner Son. “Gadis ...”

Son speaks. Slowly, a little raucous as the Girl is about to take the milk box from the Son's hand and get up from its position.

“Hm?..”

“Ma – af ...”

“A - ..”

Not yet Girl continued the word – he said, Putra has moved very quickly grabbed the nape of Girl, snatching her lips while waking up from her position, Putra has moved very quickly grabbed the nape of Girl, snatching her lips while waking up from her position, placing the milk box that he held on the floor with just anyone and now the Son has locked the Girl in his grip, where the lips of the Son has been attached quickly to the lips of the Girl, dancing as if in a hurry.

The son is at his limit. He could no longer endure the turmoil within him.

The son actually succeeded.

Muffling the sense of not pouncing on Girls, because indeed the Son sincerely loves Girls and wants to do everything, in this case channeling his maleness desire properly.

Say the son of an ancient man for one thing. What he wants to do is have deep intimacy between a man and a woman only after being tied up in marriage.

But the situation and conditions that Putra is facing now, which makes the turmoil of his maleness increasingly rise to the surface, really can no longer bear Putra.

Appearance and motion – Girl screech, plus the touch already make common sense a Son Adjieran fly.

Where the girl who was shocked half dead for the attack arrived – arrived The son is now in doubt. The chewy thing of the Son is attacking the lips of the Girl blindly at this time.

Girls have trouble breathing because of it. Not one bit Putra gave a gap for the Girl to avoid his attack. The Son's lips were still dancing wildly on the lips of the Girl with one hand holding the nape of the Girl, and one more hand clutching tightly to the Girl's waist.

Girls can't fight a son who's going wild at the moment. The son had already trapped himself without giving the girl space to move.

Only when the Son felt himself out of breath did the pink lips of the Girl he let go. But not the possessive grip of the Son on the nape and waist of the Girl.

Only the link of his lips that the Son released, but not his grip.

Son clings his forehead with Girl's forehead. But the Son did not speak. Just silently staring in the brown bead of the girl's eyes that seem to be stinged with her lips that appear reddened by the actions of the lips of the Son.

The same girl looked at the son. And for a few seconds they looked at each other in silence, only the roar of the breath of the two alone was mutual. But before long, the Son again attacked the lips of the Girl with his lips.

At that time the Girl tried her hardest to free herself, touch the chest of the field belonging to the Son, to make the Son gasp and release the lips of the Girl. The son lowered his head slightly, staring at the hand

The girl who touched his bare chest.

The same typed The new girl realized, if the son is shirtless at the moment.

The girl who realized this was about to move her hand away quickly from the Son's plain chest. But the movement of the Girl lost quickly with the Son who had caught and held the hands of the Girl to remain there. And in a split second, Son had already cornered Girl to the refrigerator door, bridging her body with Girl. “Put-...”

But the girl did not speak fully because the Son has returned m*** his lips, even biting small and sucking lips Girl mercilessly.

“Do not! Put, ra...”.

The girl screeched, along with her hand clutching the Son's hand, as the Girl felt the Son's hand begin to move towards the bathrobe rope that the Girl was wearing.

But one hand of the Son again held the hand of the girl who was holding his hand. Unite the hands of the Girl and hold them firmly, while sticking them on her chest. “I – want you – Girl..”

The Son whispers in the ear of the Girl where the whisper of the Son makes the Girl confused as to how to respond.

Girls tongue feels funny. He only fell silent looking at the Son who had now positioned his face right in front of the face of the Girl.

The blowing of the breath of the Son accompanied by the soft touch of the thumb of the Son on the lips of the Girl, where the Son rests his forehead, until the nose of the Son and Girl touch.

“I-really want, you ..” Speak the Son with his voice that sounds low and hoarse following his eyes that already look I look at the Girl and Girl sculpting while looking at the Son who looked at him in deep but shady in the view of the Girl.

The son touches the girl's lips again, now with his lips. Back locks the movements of the Girl especially her head, because the Son again holds the nape of the Girl. It's just not as strong as the grip of the previous Son. And now the movement of the lips of the Son is not as wild as before.

The Son's kiss this time was so soft and slow, it felt intoxicating for the Girl. Until the girl subconsciously closed her eyes.

Son releases his p*gutan. Because the girl didn't respond to him.

Then the Son noticed the girl who opened her eyes when the Son stopped kissing her.

“Kiss-me, Girl...”.

The son spoke softly, as if begging while his thumb touched the lips of the Girl whose person was silent, but the two eyes of the Girl looked at me to him.

That makes the Son again kiss the lips of the Girl just as before. Slowly, gently and intoxicatingly. Until back Girl lulled and back also closed her eyes.

Whether the Girl is conscious or not, her hands are already at the Son's plain waist when the Son begins to cradle her with the Son's kiss.

With her head slightly looked up, because of the Son's high posture, the Girl replied to the Son's kiss with the same rhythm.

Making the Son can't just stop. Because now, the reply to the motion of the lips of the Girl on her lips feels intoxicating to the Son. Want the Son to enjoy more deeply again and again.

My son became selfish. The tenderness she gave her kiss on the lips of the Girl is now turning back into a demanding one slowly and surely.

The girl began to again be overwhelmed to compensate for the actions of the Son.

But inevitably, the Girl also enjoyed it, so without the command of the hand of the Girl who was at the waist of the Son, has now moved around the neck of the Son.

At the moment where the lips of the Son have now moved down to the neck of the Girl. “Eumh.” I don't know what's in Girl's brain until she makes that weird noise. Makes Son spontaneously grin between the action of his lips on the neck of the Girl.

At the same time the Son was so anxious that he took a soft and deep sip on the Girl's neck, and the sip created a red mark there.

There was another voice of the girl who again passed the short shrill voice like before.

‘Sial one time my mouth is!’

The girl cursed herself in her heart.

Girls shivering and carelessness at the same time. But there is also a strange gelenyar that is increasingly spread in his body that slowly makes him feel uncomfortable also longing at the same time.

What the Son does around the Girl's neck, makes the Girl seem to lose control of herself. Until he slightly opened his mouth when the lips Putra back there and weave p*gutan. The son did not miss the opportunity.

The son increasingly locks the body of the girl whose back is still attached to the refrigerator door. And no matter how long the Son pulled the body of the Girl until it touched her innocent chest without releasing the link of her lips to the Girl.

Jemari Putra moves play Hair Girl. Taking off her p*gutan then her hand moved to Girl's chin. The two exchanged looks. Just a moment, until then the Son said a sentence that made the girl's heart beat again.

“I really want you right now, Girl.”

Stunned girl, silent noiseless. Eventually, the girl decided to close her eyes.

Without any longer thinking long, back Son mem*Gut lips Girl intimately. The little girl on her tiptoes with her hands still hanging around the Son's neck.

The heat was being felt by the Son and the Girl. Now the Son's hand begins to move touching the back of the Girl's body. No rejection from the girls.

The son could no longer hold back.

With a quick movement, the Son raised the body of the Girl without letting go of his touch.

Automatically too, the legs of the Girl are coiled around the waist of the Son. The slender body of the Girl does not make it difficult for the Son to carry her like that, without even letting go of the slightest linkage that their lips intertwine.

The son brought the girl into his room and locked the room with one hand quickly.

And quickly, the Son laid the Girl on his bed, shutting the Girl's body in the middle just below him.

Without saying a single word, the Son stared fixedly at the face of the Girl.

For a moment, because the Son again landed his lips on the lips of the Girl. He really has lost his mind.

Right now, Son really wanted to feel everything.

Everything inside of a girl.

Girls, more or less the same. He also lost his mind at this time. What the Son did had really lulled him too far.

“Putra ..” The girl pushes the body of the Son, because she feels unable to breathe anymore.

Once again the Son looked at the Girl fixedly. Noiseless, but the hand of the Son has pulled the rope bathrobe Girl until the bathrobe becomes so loose and makes a pair of twin assets poking beautifully in the eyes of the Son even though it has not been seen as a whole, but it is enough to make the eyes of the Son foggy.

And the Girl resigned, when the bathrobe that he wore then the Son opened slowly after being loosened first. Son and Girl alike – equal gulp in his salivary.

The brains of the Son and Girl are empty now. The one in the Son's brain just wants to make the Girl his full tonight.

The girl who was also unable to think healthy had already considered herself crazy now.

Yes crazy, for letting the Son see his body which although still wearing a bathrobe, but the top has been exposed wide now without any cover.

The girl does not know what feelings she is feeling at this time when the Son has soared gallantly above her, although there is still distance left.

The girl was ashamed in fact, stared at the Son with such intelligence. While Putra, after staring at the girl late – late, his attention was one hundred percent shifted to a pair of twin assets belonging to the Girl who inflames his passion.

Feeling dry in his throat when the Son imagined the two beautiful twin objects belonging to the girl in his hands and mouth.

And of course, if only imagined, it was not enough for the Son.

Now, the Son had already subdued his body, then started his action.

Ahem!

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