23. Noona's game
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“There is a rule that When Noona asked, Pete had to give an honest answer. And when Noona receives an answer, Pete can instruct Noona to do one question per order.” Peter nodded in agreement with a smile.
“Ah!...Where are you going?” Peter held her waist as she was about to get up from her seat.
"Go get dressed”
"This is good. Why do you want to dress up and waste time and you'll have to take it off anyway?”
“Well…yes…but in exchange for two questions.” Peter immediately furrowed his brows. but nods in acknowledgment
“Why does Pete have to be attacked?” Noona stared into the dark eyes seriously. Her two hands held Peter's face. With a clear expression that she wanted to know the truth from the source.
“I am an illegitimate child. My father had me as the only son. But my stepmother has two daughters...finish the answer to question one.” Peter smiled.
Noona furrowed her brows thoughtfully to process Peter's answer, which was still ambiguous because if Peter was the only son. An heir like that? But in what era is this, men and women are equal, and the more societies here?
Noona didn't know that as she fell into Peter's mind. instead fixed on the flower bud in front of him And it seemed to provoke and stimulate his desire even more. because I can only see with my eyes It made him uncomfortable, especially the lower part. Keep calm Pete Peter exclaimed to himself as he took another long breath.
“Dear Noona, I need a second question,” Peter had to demand, hurrying because he wasn't sure how long he could endure.
“Who is your father?”
“Ethan Bennett…finish the second question.”
“Cheater!” Noona said with a flat smile. Peter finally fell into her trap. Being n***d was a great distraction for him and it worked.
“Noona asked who your father was… I didn’t ask what your name is.”
Peter immediately shifted his gaze to look at Nun Na. Yes! He was really distracted, “My father is a Mafia…” and answered the question again. "Third question”
“Wait!...Give me some time!” Noona cried out. Because she needs time to process the next question.
“Okay…but there will be a wait,” Peter bargained.
“Waiting fee?”
“Yes…Noona will take advantage of me…just sit and wait for you. Look at the eyes, don't have to be like this. It's too cruel. ” Peter said, making a face as if he had been bullied and taken advantage of.
"Oh, oh, oh, oh”
“And besides, I'm also a patient with some amnesia. If I had to think too much, my brain was working so hard that there was no place to relax and I might have a headache again.”
"I understand... then what should I do?" Noona asked helplessly.
Peter did not answer Noona's colloquial questions. But he used his body language as an answer as soon as Noona's voice ended. With that thick mouth, Peter immediately possessed a flower bud. Noona shrieked in shock at his sudden attack. A tingling spread instantly spread through every follicle of her body.
Noona immediately bit her lip. Because you can't get too lost in Peter's pampering. “And who is it that wants to hurt Pete?”
"Three mothers and sons Take off your shirt for me, darling.” Peter answered immediately following the order. Noona moved a little. To remove the long-sleeved shirt from the young man's body, Peter slightly left the flower bud. and when his shirt fell off He did not hesitate to return to possessing the flower buds immediately switched back and forth. Sucking and biting and teasing, Noona's flower buds were now reddened, and the pollen raised according to his mood and actions. Peter's mood had skyrocketed as Noona's beautiful rose was now sniffing against his flat stomach.
Yes, it's just Peter. Noona also began to have little control over the tingling emotions in her body. Because of being occupied with a chest that now responds to a very welcoming invitation to the man in front
“A member of your father's g**g doesn't accept a female heir. So your stepmother doesn't want you to live.” Noona asked immediately before she fell into Peter's now-expanding love interest.
“Not really…take off my pants…ah!!!…don’t turn your back, honey,” Peter stopped and held her waist. When she was about to get out of him again
Noona did as Peter said. turned his back on him, but sat astride him. Peter immediately followed. Reaching out to grab the flower buds of Noona. Squeeze and tease with the flower tops alternately. while inhaling a kiss along that bare shoulder Biting off that smooth back, teasing. Create a tingling sensation for many Noona.
The trembling mouse tried to unhook her dark jeans. But the damned hand trembled at the emotion that Peter had awakened. Peter was well aware of her feelings because he now wanted her to possess him and reached out to unhook the hook. and move to facilitate her mission faster Until now, he was left with the last line of defense.
“Tell…come,” Noona continued in a trembling voice.
“If the matter of me being my father's son remains a secret... the eldest daughter can be an heir... take it out and set me free, dear," Peter detailed and pleaded in the mission. Her next took action immediately because she knew that both her and his patience were coming to an end. Because from now on, you and Peter won't be able to talk to each other in spoken language.
“It means that no one in your father's g**g knows yet… your stepmother has to deal with you first…” Noona asked immediately. But his eyes stopped at Peter's identity, which now clearly showed him. and indicates a great need
“Yes…catch.”
"Huh!...What...what?" Noona let out a confused cry as she turned to look at Peter. Peter reached out to grab the field mouse's hand and let her take over his identity. and let her move with the up and down rhythm When Noona was able to go on her own, Peter withdrew her hand and returned to the same spot where the flower buds were.
Noona moved her hand to the new position Peter was leading and followed the rhythm he had initially led. And does Noona feel that her hand is too small? or his, it will exceed the normal size because her hands couldn't hold him around
"Don't stop," Peter whispered in her ear softly. When Noona pretended to stop,
“Die! Then how will you continue to meditate?”
“And the incident of the k********g of Noona last night Was it the result of this too?” Noona spoke quickly. because when he recognized Peter's tense
“Not all… bent knees,” said Peter, shifting both of Noona's legs into a bent-knee position from her folded knees.
“Tell…come to Pete…now…ah!” Noona moaned with tingling throughout her body. When Peter immediately moved one hand to caress her femininity. when moving her legs in the position he wanted
“Don't stop, honey, please,” Peter whispered to Noona again as she stopped moving.
“The person who took you was Mary's. But the person who ordered this was JC… my dear, faster… ah…” Peter gave the details and proceeded with the mission, causing a lot of moaning from him. . . . . Now the hands of both of them had a function to act on each other. without sound of questions and answers The whole room was filled with the sound of breathing. and the moaning of lovers
“Question…question…ah…my dear?” Peter asked himself. Although his hands act like a master Noona's consciousness was no more, tingling spreading across the back of her bare shoulders, between the neck and the ears. Peter didn't let any point in his body escape from the touch, even her now-so-so-so femininity. all over his flat stomach
"JC...is...Pete's...lover...that's news," Noona asked, following the long-held doubts. Yes, she doesn't know about it. It exists in the social world, albeit a little. But she doesn't want to be the one who asks, wants him to be the speaker. But until he survived, he had to be the one who asked it out.
“Not really…insert me into you.” His patience was nearing its release. Peter forces Noona to turn to face him and reposition her to take over him.
Noona followed but immediately sent the next order. “Details…details…um!” Noona moaned as Peter entered her. But she still refused to move. but recognizes the tight self within her
"JC...not my lover...move...baby...please," Peter elaborated, pleading. Both hands were placed on that rounded hip. and lead her to move according to the rhythm he begged
“Tell… continue.” Noona moved to follow the rhythm of Peter's hand.
"It's...a friend that I've known...for a long time..." Peter recalled as he lay down to tighten the bonding point. “We…the two of us are dating…but we never loved each other…so soon my dear…ah…ah.”
“So…do…why…he…had to…kidn…kidn…Noona…ah…” Each word of Noona was hard. the more Noona gasps for the thrill that she herself determines every stroke of movement in and out.
“Beautiful… so beautiful… my dear… ah… ah.”
“Pete!” Noona exclaimed as Peter still didn't answer her question.
“I… said to cut off the relationship… just be friends… with her permanently… darling faster… ah… it’s close,” Peter cried out, his hand cradling his tiny hip. that
"why? ” Noona speeded up the pace as he and she wanted. She was also going to the same point as him.
“Because of you...my dear Noona...faster baby...I see you again baby...ah...in my head...you cry me you...song. ...there's your song that I wrote...ah," Peter murmured, describing what he saw in his head. Memories come back with the release of a stream of happiness. Noona too, she heard Peter's every word.
Noona fell onto Peter's body. Peter took the little figure and hugged her tenaciously. and also did not allow the two people to be separated from each other
"I like Noona’s game," Peter whispered softly next to the little ear.
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