Come Here Datu
Come here datu
"I'll listen!" Turn around and walk towards the maroon kingsize bed, sitting at the end. Lenia opened her heel slowly. Bart sat down beside the girl and pulled Lenia to sit on her lap.
"Did my wife like my waiter?" Kiss Lenia's neck.
Lenia took a deep breath, "i fell in love it's true and won't be evasive but I already have a husband and to me my commitment is absolute!" Stare firmly at Bart.
"Your husband is curious and will not dispute it, for in any case your heart belongs to you but mine I will not share it with any other creature Lei!" A cold smile at every line of dialogue. Voices whispered but firmly.
"Then you know everything." Little relieved. Bart's hand clasped Lenia's chest and moved slowly over the kebaya as a barrier between the flesh. With both hands, the girl held Bart's hand but was unable to stop the man's movements on his chest.
"If our conversation is over I'll be out!" Keep letting Bart move in his body.
"Lei I won't be finished with just this?" A smile clearly looks tempting. The device sounds in a mini bag on the side of the bed, "give me my gait!" Lenia has trouble getting out of Bart's arms, the man complies.
"I'm with Bart!" Look at the name owner.
"Tell me before Lei leaves!" The sound rose up on the side of the courtyard, slightly moving away from the crowd.
"I'll be there again!" Smilingly.
"Where are you now, Lei?" Look around the yard.
"In the room maybe, I'll turn El off when I get there!" One touch on the screen, call off. Eli frowned, "husbands looking for a chance at narrowness, how nice might it be to have a husband?"
Something felt hard under Lenia, the girl slightly pulled away from Bart and kissed the man's lips. Dance after dance on the curves of the mouth. Lenia closed her eyes while Bart in a smile enjoyed the gaze on the girl's eyelids. Lenia took off her kiss and pulled herself, "I'm seeing Eli!" Sit next to Bart and put up a heel. Put the device into a mini bag and walk slowly towards the door. Bart quickly got behind the girl, holding the door with his right hand on the side of Lenia's head.
Taking a deep breath, "the husband-wife relationship is being talked about not being forced from a certain party!" Looking to the left, Bart kissed Lenia's soft lips and the girl fell silent.
"I won't say sweet to my wife because the sweet is mine, I hope forever!" Pulling a hand from the door and letting Lenia open the door but the girl looked flushed almost dissolved in her gaze.
Something aggressive will look tempting when the goal is right and it happens to the passive. The bewitching temptation is proof of a suffering of the heart. Interesting success to plunge in the shadow of the eye.
The male and female toilet doors are in the middle of the circular body of the building. Lenia rushed into the women's room and entered one of its doors. It has no gaps for the bottom and top as well as left and right. The sink and mirror are displayed on the wall of the toilet room and become the end of the divider atar 20 toilet rooms, which are facing each other. Some women tidied up the makeup there and eventually some women left the mirror with dialogue, and left Lenia in the toilet. The girl pulled a little of her skirt up and lowered the thin pants down to her calf. Groping the bottom and looking a little sticky liquid on her hands, Lenia took a breath and threw it away slowly.
"I've locked the door at least excuse me, this is Bart's ladies' room!" The girl looked riled up, as her memory fell down at the moment she felt she had already closed the toilet door.
Bart pushes Lenia against the wall, and the girl's two hands support her body. Both knees touching the toilet lid, the girl's back body looking at Bart, the man pulled Lenia's skirt up and smelled the gap between the girl's lower mound.
"Bart, don't do it here?" Lenia's voice shook, half whispering.
"Lei, I'm warning you that this place isn't a soundproof room!" Whispering in the girl's ears, she pulled out her lower body and made a soft caress in two flickering-shaped hemispheres sticking out at the bottom of Lenia. Bart's left hand tightened the grip on the girl's two hands, until it stuck to the wall.
Kick footsteps with red pantofel skipping female toilet. Bart was silent when he wanted to kiss Lenia's neck. The man, putting his lower body back in, away from Lenia, and pulling the girl to him, one kiss fell on the cheek, "we continue in a different place!" Smile obliquely with a hint of temptation in the tone of speech. The girl's facial lines showed confusion, "wait outside!" Opening the toilet door and leaving Lenia inside with a questionable feeling. The sound of water from the toilet slightly made the atmosphere raspy.
High silver heel, black kebaya and hip movements that show a temptation of every bend. The girl missed Bart with a soft caress on the chest of the man's field, who had been standing in front of the door of the female toilet, just waiting for Lenia. Bart looked at the girl with his slanted gaze and smile. One of the toilet doors opened and one of the toilet doors closed. Lenia came out of the toilet and walked towards the exit with Bart waiting for her, while the girl went inside one of the toilets.
Making a triangular angle on the hand, gently drawing Lenia's hand and wrapping it around her, "i'm afraid my wife is missing!"
Lenia smiled, "it seems like I've always been considered a child!"
"It was that smile that made me never regret!" Lenia stopped her smile, making her cheeks flushed, "i'm afraid we're late for the dance!" A little interesting Bart.
Several gazes smashed into the iron bars, and wrapped the fate line on the surface. Tears and smiles, we will never know which makes us strong. But opportunity is the final deal.
"Narrowness or opportunity, from anywhere Lei!" Sitting on a chair but gazes fell on the two bodies standing side by side in front of him, "making the mood even worse!" Staring cynically at Bart and Lenia.
"I want to see El's dance but I can't see it, you know my height, don't talk about anything else!" Node smile.
"I'll say" Bart stopped when Lenia's palm was in her mouth, "never help me, many other solutions!" Bart pulled the girl's hand slowly from her mouth and grabbed her.
A man with a dark green toxedo sat on a chair alone, without any lonely aura there and his gaze fell on the crowd of people staring at the Dayak dance on the stage. Glasses of rice wine and cakes danced on his desk, menus and paddies were intersected by making orders on the table screen, and the man did. A girl with a green batik and a black skirt approached her, "stomach rice and second wine, please enjoy Mr. Ricard!" Smiling friendly.
"Thank you!" Reply in the form of a friendly smile, the girl looks down and leaves. Ricard raised the wine glass as if making a deal, his gaze and smile directed towards Bart. The man simply replied with his slanted smile.