Backrest Full of Lies

Backrest Full of Lies
Perverted idea


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"I think there's something wrong with that drink, baby!" Pricil hugged Prayoga's body.


"Then anyway? I think you're wrong, baby!" Prayoga grinned, lest Pricil ask this again to the hotel.


Pricil frowned, "Why am I wrong?" Ask innocently.


Hap.


"Yeah!"


Instead of answering Pricil's question, Prayoga cradled Pricil's body with his two hands, bringing Pricil's body into the bathroom.


"Why did you bring me here, Yoga?" Pricil draped his two hands around Prayoga's neck.


"Of course you'll take a shower! Does your stomach not want you to fill with breakfast hem?" Prayoga lowered Pricil's body, when both were already in the bathroom.


"Well, like my husband, I can't wait to have breakfast!" Pricil follows Prayoga's forehead down to the shaft of his pointed nose, then down to Prayoga's thin lips with his middle finger.


Prayoga held him back and sipped him, Pricil's middle finger that had landed on his lips.


"Awwhhhh you're nakalll Yoga!" Pricil slapped his hand on Prayoga's shoulder spoiled.


Cup.


Prayoga kissed Pricil's forehead, "Go take a bath, let me wait for you in the room! There are still some things I need to take care of."


"Yes, I understand baby!" Pricil.


Prayoga leaves Pricil in the bathroom. After Prayoga's senses heard the gurgling sound of water, Prayoga began to perform his unwavering behavior.


Prayoga landed his weight on the sofa, which was inside the hotel room, where he spent the night.


Prayoga called someone from his phone, "Hey baby, your ways are amazing! Looks like I should give you some appreciation, baby!" Prayoga, whose eyes are watching the bathroom door.


[ "What are you going to give me, my dear?" ] Ask Stella with her voice that seduces her.


"What do you want, baby? Let me ask my assistant to prepare what you want."


"Am I not hearing wrong, Stella? You're not ready yourself, to bear the status of wife of a man named Prayoga!" Prayoga Ledek.


["That was a darling, different from now." ] Give me Pricil.


"But sorry dear, I can't bring you to be tied to the status of marriage."


Stella who heard it immediately gasped to hear what Prayoga said.


[ "As much as possible! You must be making this up, honey?" ]


Prayoga said softly, "That's the rule in my extended family, baby! We can only have one wife and be loyal to one wife."


[[It's just that you have to make a splash in your family, baby! Marry me, and we live together happily." ]


Not to mention Prayoga replied, the idea of a perverse from Stella, he was now surprised by the bathroom door, which was opened by Prayoga.


Chequek.


The bathroom door was open, with Pricil wearing a towel, to cover his chest to the brim.


Prayoga stared at Pricil unblinkingly, crazy Pricil, your body really muluss!


Prayoga changed the way he spoke. He became more formal when he spoke on his phone. He tried to cover up his shock.


The two eyes of Prayoga and Pricil looked at each other, stunned by the gaze of his opponent. Pricil watches and observes from a distance Prayoga's behavior.


"Yes sir, fine sir. I will work soon. If it can be in the near future, sir." Prayoga told Stella, pretending that she was discussing work.


[ "Dasarrr dear, your stupid wife must be with you right?" ]


Seriate...


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