Brondong Tajir Vs Virgin Old
73. Fear

Like a teenager who was just puberty, the Era timidly approached Pasha who had stretched his hands ready to give a warm embrace to the idol.

Era sat leaning against the chest of Pasha's field, with both of the man's hands coiled in Era's abdomen. Sometimes they throw a smile even though the two cannot look at each other.

A very perfect night for couples with different ages who are being drunk on romance, they still continue to chat enjoying a very sad night. in fact, several times Pasha added wood to the almost extinguished campfire just to add warmth to the night atmosphere.

Their chatter just flows.many things that the two share in turn. Starting from their lives since childhood to the present, as well as about romance both from Era and Pasha.

With just overnight, their relationship became even closer. The two of them also did not expect that the relationship could be this close, considering that since the beginning of the meeting they used to feel like enemies. It turns out that all of these are signs of the beginning of this relationship.

The night is getting late. The cold air has already started to penetrate the skin. Along with the campfire that began to shrink. Pasha also did not have the heart to let the Era get cold like this, even though she was wearing warm clothes. With a break inside the tent, it seemed to be able to alleviate that coldness.

“Sleep! I'll keep you from the outside.” Pasha said after bringing Era into the tent.

The tent is quite spacious if it is made to sleep two people. However Pasha preferred to stay awake outside and let Era rest herself inside the tent.

“In the cold outside, King.”

I don't know what the meaning of Era's speech just now. let alone with a different tone, to make Pasha misinterpret that intent.

“Nothing. I'm used to it. You go to sleep, Ra! It's late at night.You will get sick if you lack rest. So, tomorrow morning we can do the activity again.” replied Pasha trying to neutralize his mind.

Era did not reply again.the woman immediately pulled the blanket and slept on her back to Pasha who was still sitting. While Pasha was also suddenly confused by the attitude of Era just now.

“Good sleep, Honey!” pasha whispered while leaving a kiss on Era's cheek. But unfortunately Era turned around, until the kiss landed on the lips of Era.

It turns out Era hasn't slept. And he was also surprised when suddenly his lips felt warm. Pasha did not waste the opportunity either. she swept her tongue at the lips of Era which was still tightly closed. And the kiss that night just flowed.The atmosphere that was originally cold because of the night wind that pierced the skin now turned warm along with the activities of two people who warmed each other in the tent.

Indeed both of them are equally dissolved in a vortex of pleasure that they have never experienced before. The incident just flowed without force also without rejection. Both are willing to give the most beautiful memories in this place.the place where they combine love, wading the beautiful night together.

I don't know what time they decided to go to bed. Because the view of the laangit is still the same, which emits its star that has been a witness to the journey of their love both.

Cup

Pasha pulled out a blanket to cover the two innocent bodies, then left a warm kiss on Era's forehead. While Era was just silent, then closed her eyes in Pasha's embrace.

Without Pasha knowing, a drop of Era tears just came out. Even her chest felt very tight after realizing what she had just done with Pasha.

No. gabe. Era did not regret her actions just with Pasha, but I do not know. He could not describe his current mood that was getting crowded. Maybe only one can be Era concluded. Namely, fear.

Era tightened her embrace with her eyes still closed. So that Pasha could not see her tears that came out in that dim atmosphere.

“I love you, Ra. Very.” Lirih Pasha's.

Pasha herself did not regret what had just happened either. In his heart continued to promise to immediately make Era a permanent resident in his heart, until the end of his life later.

“I'm going to introduce you to my parents, Ra. You don't worry!” Added. And it is able to make both corners of the lips Era pulled upwards forming a thin smile.

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Moments later, Era woke up first. The woman scanned her body which felt different in a blanket.

Again, her tears just escaped after remembering last night's events. Yet the Era hurriedly removed it. Why regret it, if last night he did it also without coercion.

Era immediately put on her clothes. Although honestly his whole body feels crumpled. Then he came out of the tent to wash his face.

The era is running a little trudged. Maybe the first new effect of doing it. And it feels very uncomfortable too.

“Ahh.. really uncomfortable once.” His grunts while washing his face.

Era saw his wrist that still left a little red mark due to the grip of Pasha which was quite strong last night. Finally, he remembered what happened last night.

“Quite once.it feels really uncomfortable.” Mumbled again.

Perhaps Era's intention once was not to repeat it again before she officially became a wife.

After washing his face, Era returned to the tent. He burned the rest of the wood for a campfire last night to add warmth this morning, although the sun had started to shine, but the air around still felt cold. Not to forget also the era of brewing coffee as a warmer of his body.

“Why don't you wake me up, Ra?” yell at someone who just came out of the tent.

The era of looking to the source of the voice. His gaze was fixed on the figure of the man who had taken possession of his body last night. Even the air this morning is still cold, Pasha only wear pants, without clothes that cover the sixpacs’nya. Until Era could clearly see the marks of her nails scraping Pasha's back, when the man was already sitting next to her.

Era instantly shifted her gaze. He was still very embarrassed to remember last night. But suddenly the cup in his grasp was taken Pasha just like that.

“Sweet once coffee.” Pasha said after sipping the leftover coffee belonging to Era.

“The sweetness is the same as the sweetness of your lips last night.” Add it with a gaze that can not be separated from the eyes of Era.

The face of Era instantly faded. Why did Pasha remind me of last night. Era had already endured that shame.

“You're embarrassed after last night, Ra? Or want again?” pasha asked as she grabbed Era's chin which was about to throw her face the other way.

Without warning, Pasha landed her lips on Era's lips that still left a sweet taste after drinking milk coffee earlier.

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*TBC

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