#35

"I can't take it anymore, I'm sorry”

“Hold on to Mr.K, squeeze so tight like that, oh my good boy, Mr.K,” K-Wallis ordered, moaning. MotDaeng understood because her burrow was holding him so tightly. Until finally, two figures screamed and moaned as the tingle finally broke out.

MotDaeng that hugged the stalwart body tightly. Seconds of the peak Ten nails digged into the middle of the back. The mouth and nose work hard. When the lungs need a lot of air to extinguish the tingling current that has not faded easily.

“Mr.K," MotDaeng moaned to the person above. When she started to put more and more weight on him