Bia, the Substitute Mother
Dhira's Rottenness

...Behind a sweet smile there must be a bitter taste. Behind a good behavior there must be something hidden that he is hiding. Sooner or later it will be seen and known by everyone. ...

...~JBlack...

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A man with a shirt attached to his body and black pants began to walk in search of a door with a room number that he was very familiar with. A room number is one of the apartments he has and no one knows by anyone but himself and the woman who is currently believed to be in the room.

Lips smile. The man immediately opened the door of his apartment room which looked dim inside. He closed the door slowly and started looking for a light switch to make the room bright.

However, when the man almost touched the place where to turn on the room lights. A hand held him and made the man turn around.

The man's eyes were puffed with a gaping mouth in disbelief. He stared at the appearance of a very seductive woman. Her sexy body with several protrusions in several parts made something part of the man's body began to wriggle.

The man took pains to swallow his saliva forcibly. A very tempting sight made the sparkle in him smoldering. Although the lights of this room are minimal light or dim. However, clearly the man could see a scene that he had not felt for a very long time.

"Darling," whispered the woman spoiled.

He put his hands around his neck until their faces were faced. The man could see the glare from the woman.

The long-sought look he had seen and recorded. The look that wanted each other was very clear between the two.

"What's up, Ra?" ask a man trying to sell expensive.

He tried to restrain himself. The man tried to act ordinary even though he knew his property was hanging in there. Hers wanted to be taken out and wanted to feel the woman's gentle massage.

The woman who had been hidden. The woman who had been accompanying him in this apartment. A woman he likes but can't have for now.

"I want you, baby. I want to be with you tonight" whispered the woman as she stuck out her tongue and licked the man's ears until the man brushed.

"Don't sell it to me, Arthir. I know you can't resist my temptation either. You want me too, don't you?" Dhira said with a completely spoiled look of his eyes.

The two eyes stared at each other. They can see the passion in each of them that makes Arthir and Dhira can no longer hold back.

I don't know what got into Dhira's mind. However, for sure he really wanted to vent his anger, his emotions on Arthir. The man he loves, the man who made himself a mistress.

Ah the man who made her turn away from Shaka. The super busy Shaka used to keep Dhira close to Arthir.

Without a word, Arthir and Dhira approached each other. Both of them pounced on their lips to kiss each other. Both are like husband and wife who are so passionate about each other.

Dhira pulled Arthir's head closer and they took a sip without giving in. As for Arthir, the man pressed the nape of his sister's wife as well until their kiss began to demand.

Dhira turned his position. He pushed his mistress until she stuck to the wall near the door of the room. His hand searched for the door lock and immediately turned it around so that no one could enter it carelessly.

Saliva both are broken. Both Arthir and Dhira they're getting crazed. Not letting their lips slip just to replenish the oxygen supply. Until the moment they are not strong, their lips are released without sincerity.

The fog of passion filled both. Their breaths gasping no longer give pause, they again clenched to snatch the beautiful lips of both with their hands began to dance to and fro.

When Dhira felt a strong grip on the hill area. The woman let go of her pagutan. She bit her lips in fear that it would make her make a very beautiful sighing sound.

Dhira grabbed Arthir's head. He wiped his hair as Arthir's lips sipped his neck and he is believed to have left a reddish mark there.

Before long, their bodies twisted. Arthir's body was lowered. He began to explore the hill area followed by lips that race each other like a baby.

"Arthir!" peekkik Dhira slowly by looking at her ferocious lover.

Arthir is a young mash, he still looks strong. The man continues his action. He aligned his head with the wet and fragrant valley of flirting. He unfolded it until his finger started to pierce and made Dhira scream beautifully.

Arthir started moving the fingers. Let the woman beg to be entered until the woman's body stiffens and secretes her pleasure.

"Are you impatient, honey?" whispered Arthir who had stood up.

Dhira looked at my beloved. Especially when Arthir started to hold one of Dhira's legs and put it on his waist. Then with certainty, the unmarried man began to enter his property to enter perfectly at the core of Dhira's narrow body which made him very opiate.

Arthir's eyes were closed as his own was squeezed firmly. Until finally the man could not hold back any more. He began to move his body to make them stare at each other lovingly.

The sweat began to wash over the bodies of the two. Even Dhira to wrap his hands around the lover's neck and then frown the lips again.

They're racing faster. Trying to achieve beautiful goals at the top of the end. Their lips were complaining to each other accompanied by the sound of screams of pleasure when Arthir and Dhira's began to spit out a liquid that would produce superior seeds between the two.

Their lips smiled at each other. Dhira and Arthir stared at each other by letting their bottoms still fuse together.

"Thank you, honey. You are so amazing tonight" whispered Arthir breathlessly.

Dhira smiles. She clenched Arthir's lips for a while and rubbed his back.

"Second round, honey. I still want to!" she whispered in Arthir's ear with a sly smile.

The man turned in disbelief. As the lover held her hand and pulled her hand into the room. The two-bedroom apartment looks clean and tidy.

Yes this apartment does belong to Arthir and he ordered one of his confidants to clean this apartment. The apartment that bears witness to the silent love of both.

The apartment that is proof of his love and Dhira is fused here. The meeting they always make here. The meeting always ends with sweat sweat.

"Wait!" Arthir said as he was pushed on the bed

"What's up, honey?" Ask Dhira who heard nothing.

He sat on Arthir's lap. Kiss the guy's neck and tease him.

"I'm sure you're fighting with Shaka, right? Why are you being so aggressive to me?"

~Connected

Hiyaaa any guess is right? does anyone think kek gini? run away ahh run away