Morgan Sang Casanova's
Thirty Eight
Morgan slid his tongue into Zhoya's mouth, at first Zhoya was so shocked that this was the first time he kissed with a tongue. Zhoya was really a very innocent girl, she felt Morgan's tongue continue to move seductively within her oral cavity, Zhoya slowly tried to greet the tongue, linking the tongues within.
Their kisses were getting hotter and hotter, making the desire stir more in the soul. Morgan let go of the kiss, he gave Zhoya a chance to take a breath, he looked at the girl before him while holding her face.
"Shoya..." Somehow Morgan felt hesitant to continue their hot action, especially he recalled his promise to his father-in-law not to touch Zhoya.
Zhoya smiled sweetly, finally Morgan was willing to fulfill his request, Morgan called his name, did not call himself by the name of a leak again, especially tonight. Zhoya draped his hand to Morgan's neck, he kissed Morgan back. Zhoya had already steadied his heart to give up the most precious thing for himself, he wanted to truly feel like the wife of a Morgan Xavier.
Not just in bed, but in terms of everything, she's been trying to be a good wife to Morgan in every way. The originally spoiled Zhoya never cooked and washed. She can now cook even if her cooking doesn't taste good, she can do the dishes, and now she wants to give up her rights to Morgan, even if it's probably just one time, because after this he will start trying to arrange his heart to live the marriage desired by Morgan, because Morgan can not love him.
Morgan was swept back with the kiss that Zhoya had placed on him, Zhoya kissed his lips so gently, making his instincts bounce back. Morgan returned Zhoya's kiss with so much fanfare and felt so deep.
Zhoya wanted it, Zhoya asked for it. So Morgan thought she didn't need to feel guilty about Zhoya after this, anyway they did it lawfully, at least it didn't make Zhoya a cheap woman, due to Zhoya's current status was his rightful wife in the eyes of law and religion.
Morgan raised the body of the koala-style Zhoya, without letting go of their kiss.
"Emm.hmm...emhh..".emhh..." The sound of lashes filled with naf-su filled the room.
Zhoya bit his lower lip as soon as he looked at Morgan who was opening the shirt and lingerie he was wearing, actually his heart was very stubborn once, because this would be the first for him, as it would be, until now the white and smooth body of Zhoya left only a bra and cel*na d@lam only.
Morgan took off his shirt, leaving only his jeans. So that it looks how beautiful the man's body, his sexy body muscles are plastered so real, it's appropriate if many women are crazy about the man.
So did Morgan, he was stunned to see in every curve the beauty of Zhoya's body, very beautiful, really beautiful.
Zhoya gently rubbed the muscles in Morgan's stomach, then Morgan kissed Zhoya's lips back, slightly boiling his body.
"Ohhh...." Des@h Zhoya as Morgan traced his ears using his lips and then down to Zhoya's neck.
The smell of the girl is so fragrant makes the lust of Morgan increasingly blazing unbearable, he more and more naf-su exploring every inch of Zhoya's neck, occasionally sipping it makes Zhoya more sigh@h.
Morgan stopped his activity, he looked at the girl under his cage, he wanted to give Zhoya a chance if Zhoya still hesitated to give her virginity. "Zhoya, are you sure of your decision?"
