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.

me, my little

p*enis, which contrasted with his black hair and possessed masculine strength, and

had Brandon remove her jeans, revealing

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

his taut muscles clung to her warm stomach. Brandon’s large p*enis

to show off her white lace bra.

softness of

with her br***ts. She couldn’t help

penis compared to normal guys. And the fact that she was sitting on him didn’t help, either. He couldn’t get in despite the

get it inside her. Brandon, perspiring heavily,

Natalie lay in Brandon’s arms and spoke in a

her hear it,” Brandon murmured, caressing her soft b**tock and muttering in

nice

moved her h*ps with difficulty. His

vantage point, he could see that Natalie’s huge b*reasts were shaking and that her cheeks were flushed. He knew

wriggle as she gently stroked

her w*t, slimy v*agina. She felt a peculiar weakness and numbness when

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

Her vision hazed and her cheeks heated. Somewhere in her g*enitalia,

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

up and put on her crimson cashmere night robe to head

greeted by one of the servants as she

a moment. Mr. Larson is preparing

“Really?” Natalie asked, amazed.

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