Chapter 644

Natalie had a long face when they got home. Brandon pulled her into a hug before she could even turn on the light.

“I was just kidding. Don’t be mad.”

Natalie frowned. Brandon’s hand slid down bet**en her legs. He stroked her there. Struggling, she anxiously said, “Sir, stop. If your wife finds out, she will scold me.”

Brandon didn’t stop and instead p**ssed her against the wall.

“My wife is sleeping so you better keep your voice down, my little bodyguard,” he said playfully.

Natalie spun around, p**ssed her face against the wall, and gazed at Brandon.

“Sir…”

Swirling in the orange light of the setting sun, the curtain swung softly in the breeze.

Brandon’s gaze burned with lust. With one hand, he tightened his grip around Natalie’s waist, while the other raised her hip. Brandon hoisted Natalie up. In the midst of her struggle, the baseball cap she was wearing dropped, and her long, wavy hair flew in all directions, concealing her flushed face.

Brandon opened the bedroom door and immediately tossed Natalie onto the bed.

Brandon grasped Natalie’s chin, bent down and passionately k**sed her.

He then undressed and fondled Natalie’s behind before slapping her b**t. Natalie shook at the sharp sound. The desire in his scratchy voice was palpable.

on me, my little

his long, e*rect p*enis, which contrasted with his black hair and possessed masculine

a little and had Brandon remove her jeans, revealing a pair of

briefs and stroked his palm along the w*t crack. A clear fluid had coated his fi**gers. Natalie’s

to sit on Brandon’s powerful abdomen, and his taut muscles clung to her warm

to show off her white lace bra. Brandon undid

lovely.” The softness

in some erogenous play with her br***ts. She couldn’t help but throw her

she

she couldn’t get it inside her. Brandon, perspiring heavily, sq***zed into her moist, tight vagina

stuffed. Natalie lay in Brandon’s arms and spoke in a

caressing her soft b**tock

nice inside

Brandon’s abs, and moved her h*ps with difficulty. His body was perfectly proportioned, and he was incredibly

sluggishly rested on his back. From this vantage point, he could see that Natalie’s huge b*reasts were

began to wriggle as she

slimy v*agina. She felt a peculiar weakness and numbness when his p*enis touched

pursed, felt an indescribable pleasure. He stroked Natalie’s b*reasts more vigorously and added, “My little bodyguard, you do a

was motivated to wiggle her waist even more after hearing this. Her vision hazed and

sun filtered in through the blinds. She turned around and stretched

up and put on her

was greeted by one of the servants

moment. Mr. Larson is preparing breakfast for you in

“Really?” Natalie asked, amazed.

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