Chapter 83.2
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Chapter 83.2
The Will Of The Elders
Translated by Ada
Edited by Ada
At this time, it was already dark. Moussa stumbled back home and saw Chelsea’s face full of worry. He was about to open the door and went out as if he hadn’t seen her and tried to find her.
Moussa’s eyes reddened, and she jumped into Chelsea’s arms. She choked up and called out, “Husband.”
Chelsea frowned. He patted her back and asked softly, “Wife, what’s wrong with you? Why are you crying again? Who bullied you?”
Moussa sniffled. She stabilized her emotions and forced out a smile. She shook her head and said, “No one is bullying me. I just miss you. I have waited for you. You didn’t come back, and I couldn’t find you.”
Chelsea smiled. He kissed her on the lips and teased, “Which missed me? Is it the top of your mouth or the lower portion of your body? Hmm?” Saying this, he even erotically raised his waist and bumped her.
Moussa blushed. Initially, she did not want to pay attention to him. But when she thought that she was about to leave him, she could not help but want to be wild again. This would remind her in the future.
So, she grabbed his neck, jumped on him, and when he caught her, she wrapped her legs around his waist. She stuck out her tongue and licked his earlobe. She watched Chelsea shiver unconsciously, then blew hot air in his ear and said, “I want to.”
Chelsea was surprised by her rare enthusiasm. He pressed her against the door and kissed her.
Moussa panted as he kissed her. She pushed him away from her a little and drew circles on his chest to tease. Softly and seductively, she said, “Husband, don’t go out tonight, okay? I’ll let you do it all night long.”
She said as her voice gradually decreased. After a pause, and then added a line inaudibly, “I will let you do it in the shape of a beast.”
Chelsea froze for a moment. Then he was overjoyed and asked, somewhat incredulously, “Really?”
Moussa shyly nestled in his arms and nodded meekly. Chelsea didn’t care to pursue the reason why she was out of character when she nodded. In any case, the little thing was under him, and she couldn’t run away if she wanted to.
He was so excited that he carried her to the bed and stripped her of her clothes. Before he reached the edge of the bed, he roared inside. It was good that he had left some of what he had ejaculated earlier inside, making it easy for him to enter.
He couldn’t wait to get back to the bed. Chelsea just stood on the floor with her in his arms and fired up.
“Ah! Husband! Put more force! Ah! Tear me! Um! So deep! Ah!” Moussa hooked Chelsea’s neck and wrapped her legs around his waist. She was almost flying out of the room when he struck her, but she still had to provoke.
Chelsea did not have much self-control in his body. Usually, she half pushed and gave him the desire, and now her passionate teasing made him even more on fire. The more he could not control the force, and his gleaming red eyes stared at her with a deep desire to swallow her in one gulp.
Fiercely and frantically holding her for a while, he felt that the fun was not enough. He pulled out, put her gently on the bed, turned over, then pulled a leg back and dragged it to the edge of the bed. He parted her legs with his big hands and fixed them on the side of his waist. A fierce thrust was then made, and another heavy load went in.
“Ahhhhh!” Moussa shook her long messy hair and moaned loudly. She didn’t dare to tease again. She was afraid that if she teased further, she would really be torn apart by him.
“Baby, is it heavy enough? Is that enough? Or a little more?
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Chapter 83.2
The Will Of The Elders
Translated by Ada
Edited by Ada
At this time, it was already dark. Moussa stumbled back home and saw Chelsea’s face full of worry. He was about to open the door and went out as if he hadn’t seen her and tried to find her.
Moussa’s eyes reddened, and she jumped into Chelsea’s arms. She choked up and called out, “Husband.”
Chelsea frowned. He patted her back and asked softly, “Wife, what’s wrong with you? Why are you crying again? Who bullied you?”
Moussa sniffled. She stabilized her emotions and forced out a smile. She shook her head and said, “No one is bullying me. I just miss you. I have waited for you. You didn’t come back, and I couldn’t find you.”
Chelsea smiled. He kissed her on the lips and teased, “Which missed me? Is it the top of your mouth or the lower portion of your body? Hmm?” Saying this, he even erotically raised his waist and bumped her.
Moussa blushed. Initially, she did not want to pay attention to him. But when she thought that she was about to leave him, she could not help but want to be wild again. This would remind her in the future.
So, she grabbed his neck, jumped on him, and when he caught her, she wrapped her legs around his waist. She stuck out her tongue and licked his earlobe. She watched Chelsea shiver unconsciously, then blew hot air in his ear and said, “I want to.”
Chelsea was surprised by her rare enthusiasm. He pressed her against the door and kissed her.
Moussa panted as he kissed her. She pushed him away from her a little and drew circles on his chest to tease. Softly and seductively, she said, “Husband, don’t go out tonight, okay? I’ll let you do it all night long.”
She said as her voice gradually decreased. After a pause, and then added a line inaudibly, “I will let you do it in the shape of a beast.”
Chelsea froze for a moment. Then he was overjoyed and asked, somewhat incredulously, “Really?”
Moussa shyly nestled in his arms and nodded meekly. Chelsea didn’t care to pursue the reason why she was out of character when she nodded. In any case, the little thing was under him, and she couldn’t run away if she wanted to.
He was so excited that he carried her to the bed and stripped her of her clothes. Before he reached the edge of the bed, he roared inside. It was good that he had left some of what he had ejaculated earlier inside, making it easy for him to enter.
He couldn’t wait to get back to the bed. Chelsea just stood on the floor with her in his arms and fired up.
“Ah! Husband! Put more force! Ah! Tear me! Um! So deep! Ah!” Moussa hooked Chelsea’s neck and wrapped her legs around his waist. She was almost flying out of the room when he struck her, but she still had to provoke.
Chelsea did not have much self-control in his body. Usually, she half pushed and gave him the desire, and now her passionate teasing made him even more on fire. The more he could not control the force, and his gleaming red eyes stared at her with a deep desire to swallow her in one gulp.
Fiercely and frantically holding her for a while, he felt that the fun was not enough. He pulled out, put her gently on the bed, turned over, then pulled a leg back and dragged it to the edge of the bed. He parted her legs with his big hands and fixed them on the side of his waist. A fierce thrust was then made, and another heavy load went in.
“Ahhhhh!” Moussa shook her long messy hair and moaned loudly. She didn’t dare to tease again. She was afraid that if she teased further, she would really be torn apart by him.
“Baby, is it heavy enough? Is that enough? Or a little more?
Chapter 83.2The Will Of The EldersTranslated by AdaEdited by AdaAt this time, it was already dark. Moussa stumbled back home and saw Chelsea's face full of worry. He was about to open the door and went out as if he hadn't seen her and tried to find her.Moussa's eyes reddened, and she jumped into Chelsea's arms. She choked up and called out, Husband.Chelsea frowned. He patted her back and asked softly, Wife, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying again? Who bullied you?Moussa sniffled. She stabilized her emotions and forced out a smile. She shook her head and said, No one is bullying me. I just miss you. I have waited for you. You didn't come back, and I couldn't find you.Chelsea smiled. He kissed her on the lips and teased, Which missed me? Is it the top of your mouth or the lower portion of your body? Hmm? Saying this, he even erotically raised his waist and bumped her.Moussa blushed. Initially, she did not want to pay attention to him. But when she thought that she was about to leave him, she could not help but want to be wild again. This would remind her in the future.So, she grabbed his neck, jumped on him, and when he caught her, she wrapped her legs around his waist. She stuck out her tongue and licked his earlobe. She watched Chelsea shiver unconsciously, then blew hot air in his ear and said, I want to.Chelsea was surprised by her rare enthusiasm. He pressed her against the door and kissed her.Moussa panted as he kissed her. She pushed him away from her a little and drew circles on his chest to tease. Softly and seductively, she said, Husband, don't go out tonight, okay? I'll let you do it all night long.She said as her voice gradually decreased. After a pause, and then added a line inaudibly, I will let you do it in the shape of a beast.Chelsea froze for a moment. Then he was overjoyed and asked, somewhat incredulously, Really?Moussa shyly nestled in his arms and nodded meekly. Chelsea didn't care to pursue the reason why she was out of character when she nodded. In any case, the little thing was under him, and she couldn't run away if she wanted to.He was so excited that he carried her to the bed and stripped her of her clothes. Before he reached the edge of the bed, he roared inside. It was good that he had left some of what he had ejaculated earlier inside, making it easy for him to enter.He couldn't wait to get back to the bed. Chelsea just stood on the floor with her in his arms and fired up.Ah! Husband! Put more force! Ah! Tear me! Um! So deep! Ah! Moussa hooked Chelsea's neck and wrapped her legs around his waist. She was almost flying out of the room when he struck her, but she still had to provoke.Chelsea did not have much self-control in his body. Usually, she half pushed and gave him the desire, and now her passionate teasing made him even more on fire. The more he could not control the force, and his gleaming red eyes stared at her with a deep desire to swallow her in one gulp.Fiercely and frantically holding her for a while, he felt that the fun was not enough. He pulled out, put her gently on the bed, turned over, then pulled a leg back and dragged it to the edge of the bed. He parted her legs with his big hands and fixed them on the side of his waist. A fierce thrust was then made, and another heavy load went in.Ahhhhh! Moussa shook her long messy hair and moaned loudly. She didn't dare to tease again. She was afraid that if she teased further, she would really be torn apart by him.Baby, is it heavy enough? Is that enough? Or a little more?
