“Have you ever seen a movie…Love…?”
“Gorya doesn't watch Love Movies…”
“Love!...It's not a movie...or a p**n movie…” Crist gritted his teeth, his voice becoming tense. Because his core was being squeezed by a woman's burrow that the owner was now so innocent that he didn't even know his feelings that had almost unleashed even though he hadn't even begun… “Please!!!…Move now, honey…you are going to kill me.”
Gorya stared at Crist, whose body was clearly tensed. Strong jaws squirmed together tightly. when his gaze was drawn to the body of Gorya Her plumpness is just right for being half-blooded or Italian. like him very much
Gorya swayed her hips in accordance with the force of the thick hand that brought the rhythm to her. Gorya swept her mouth when the moment Crist taught her made her
