Novel & Cerita Tamod Sa Kamay

Raiden once more teased Amara. Tila nakuryente si Amara ng hilain ni Raiden ang kamay niya at inilagay sa pinagmamalaki nito. “A-ang laki!” hindi mapigilang bulalas ni Amara “Of course, wife. Can you move your hand up and down?” Ngayon lang makakaranas si Amara ng ganoong klaseng tagpo sa buhay niya pero may kung ano sa loob niya na gustong mapaligaya si Raiden.

Tammy: Damon tied a towel around his body and stepped out of the bathroom, leaving me there to clean myself. I took my time, drying every drop of water from my body with the towel. Once I was done, I dumped the towel into the hamster and walked into the room but the sight that greeted me froze my steps. Damon was kneeling with one knee up in the middle of the room, arms stretched forth, bearing a black box with a single silver ring in it.

My entire body began vibrating as the hand became so heavy and the pains where out of the world. "What is this? You are done already, just when I had gotten in the mood," Maltilda lamented. "What happened?" Tomo asked as she rushed to my side. "She channeled all her Tadara into the hand to control it and ran out of Tadara. You have to learn to use your body parts with minimum Tadara, most especially that hand," Maltilda said. "Let us go again," I said. "No, you have to take your time and recover we would start again after some hours of rest," Maltida said for she too was tired.

Aamon’s golden dragon fist was a disaster-rank technique! But has Aamon's mobility skill advanced to Disaster? No!

Tamara asked. "Your blood will tell us." Marie handed her a silver knife. "Cut your palm. Let the blood touch the stone." Tamara looked at the knife. At the tomb. At her friends. "What happens when I do this?" Marie's face was grim. "We find out what your mother sacrificed to save the world." Tamara cut her palm. It hurt, sharp and clean. Blood welled up, darker than it should be in the moonlight. She pressed her hand to the tomb.

Alas, her hands can only do so much. ‘I did not see anyone bring in anything. Why does he have that? Has this been planned before my arrival? Am I playing right into the hands of Don Zealot and his men?’ Tamara’s thoughts run wild, but a hard squeeze on her tits brings her attention back to the person treating her body as if she’s nothing but an unfeeling doll. “Please work with me, okay?” He requests of her in a low voice, allowing the gel to do its work in her pussy.

I lost myself in the grind of our bodies, the friction building and building, carrying me toward a deep, endless void. Just as I was on the brink of no return, Tammy suddenly grabbed me and flipped me over onto my stomach, the same position I’d been in when he first spotted me. His calloused hands gripped my ass, hot beneath his palms, and he murmured appreciatively as he spread me open.

“Mommy, whose arm is that?” My heart stuttered. Shit. I flicked my gaze to the phone screen, then to my side, Adamo’s tattooed arm draped over me, bare, unmistakable. I scrambled to adjust the angle, but Kamari wasn’t fooled. “Mommyyy,” she drawled suspiciously. “That’s not your arm.” Adamo’s deep chuckle vibrated against my back. I twisted to glare at him, whispering, “Stop laughing.” He only smirked, clearly entertained.

I was so shocked that I grabbed my hand and shouted. "Don't touch me!" The maids quickly went to check us. "Ma'am, are you okay?" I breathe heavily. "W-water" I said. Someone handed me water and I saw It was him. I immediately took and drank it. "Are you okay, ma'am?" "I'm okay." Out of breath I said. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ---" "I still don't want to eat because I'm still full and I have to look at something now. So please, don't touch me"

Itinukod niya ang mabigat na kamay sa sandalan ng inuupuan ko upang mabalanse ang sarili, his eyes darted on the sleeping Adamson. "Adamson, get your ass up!" he demanded in an authorative manner. Padarag na tinanggal ni Adamson ang kamay ni Ford na nasa balikat niya. Nawalan si Ford ng balanse at bumaba lalo ang katawan niya. His face landed on my lap. Creeping his close hand on my waist to redeemed himself, he fixed his posture. Natigilan siya nang magtapat ang mga mukha namin. Our eyes were equally aligned with each other that even with his hair covering half of it, I felt satisfied to have a closer look of his dark orbs.