“Ah… Pete…” Noona cried out, unable to hold back any longer. As Peter slipped her thick tongue in and out and rhythmically licking her femininity, Noona tried her best to hold back. Her two hands clenched the bedsheets in the bedroom.
Peter smiled victoriously again, what would he do? It's been five days that he hasn't seen Noona's face. have to sleep in separate rooms Noona, even separate houses. What kind of beliefs do people have that keep their lovers apart before the wedding date?
“Pete…again…ah…three hours…ah…hour…the ceremony…ah…it will begin…and…oh dear, so fast again. ” Noona tried to warn Peter, who was now busy, sucking…swallowing…eating in the female cavity like someone who had been separated from women for ten years.
.....Twenty minutes before Peter almost slammed the door into his bedroom with her in this posh New York City condo.
“Pete!...I can't come in.”
