Hentai

Sub Zero and Sareena not seen for a long time.
Knowing of her visit, he received mo palace.
After a lomga conversation, cyromancer, very observant, noticed that despite the relaxation, the laughter, almost laughing, she did not miss elegance. Her face was beautiful, the skirted dress very well the body "sirloin" the girl, who - even - was higher a little. Merits for the pair of shoes that wore those beautiful feet.

He wanted very, very much, to have her in your arms, every sentence he said close to her ear, he felt the urge to kiss her, to feel as close to the smell of his neck, feeling the skin.

As they left the place, he offered to leave her home, which received with an incisive negative. Faced with this situation he has imagined discarded because, despite being a safe man, she left him near insecurity.

Subsequently, she opened the realization of a joke, saying that the night was a child and could enjoy the night even more.
Anyway, they have a walk through the palace until they decided to take a shower before they parted.
However, the looks were already intense, and the kiss pluperfect emerged. It was not a kiss anyone, but one of those who comes to envy to any mortal who can witness it. Languages ​​in continuous movements, danced together, as if they could perform a true ballet show.

 

Hands met, he felt her skin, every centimeter, came to take her by the hair with the right footprint, though gentle, a manly way and kissed her as much was not, until he felt that the body the girl was trembling with desire, the desire to have it within you, which was filled by his member in a rhythmic motion, as if they were dancing the most beautiful waltzes only the genitals.
So do not hesitate and went to the room cyromancer.

Evil came into place, as if caught, madly kissed, he threw it against the wall, kissing on the mouth, biting her neck, contouring your body with hands altered little squeezes with palpated and circulatory movements.

He lowered the top of the dress, exposing small, but perfect and round breasts, which nibbled and kissed frantically.

She also kissed him but all ways, kissed him on the chest, held the already hard member.
Then she turned her back, lifted her dress, revealing a small ass, but durinha, well made, further highlighted by red lingerie thong she wore.
He started to rub his cock in that ass, while she wiggled every second more intense, they no longer could stand up.

So he pulled the thong, and penetrated, very slowly, with the romanticism and delicacy that loving moment could provide, it was not just a fuck, but an act that was intended to honor the gods of love.

They were moving along at their own pace, he began to pull her hair, which made her moan even louder.
She was already all Vermelhinha by horny.

With thrusts increasingly strong, with hair pulling it enjoyed as ever, he continued to get up to her to come again and he then ejaculate that ass unquestionably.
So she turned forward again and kissed her passionately.

Both were taking a bath, got in the shower, he soaped the whole, taking all the milk that had spilled minutes before.

Kissed under the shower frantically, she shook her ass quite properly, causing it to bend her legs around his waist.
She bent down and swallowed the whole cock, sucking it, licking the head and jacking it as anyone. He did this until he would enjoy again in her small breasts and erect.

After, if I run the bath, they left under the shower and went to the bath. That was previously prepared with rose petals and a bucket in which there was an excellent wine and two glasses.
They changed the intensity of light, leaving it properly cozy, laid back jazz at the right volume. She sat in front of him, so he could do massage on his back.
And so they were until nearly dawn.
The night was perfect. More than perfect.