Companion To Paris
[ Extra part ] Magic pose with a partner

"Nrank ...." Paris was forced to push her husband's head by force. This time Biema no longer forced her will. He's looking up. "Why is that? We're still in the office." Paris snorting.

"I want to do it, baby."

"You can't just want to do it, Biema." Paris upset. "What if someone is ... " Just as Paris was talking about it, suddenly someone came in.

"Biema, we ..." Fikar appeared from behind the door as fast as lightning. And the human duo in the work chair still remained in that position. Face each other with provocative poses. "Well?!" Fikar. He was already shouting, but his palm immediately covered his mouth.

Fikar's body turned around as fast as lightning.

"What the fuck are you guys?!" shouted Fikar furiously. Paris was in a rage to get down, but Biema held Paris' body back away from her. Paris glares. How could Biema still want to continue the previous when there is Fikar here.

"Why not knock on the door first? Didn't I tell you that my wife was accompanying me to work?" With no guilt, Biema just blamed Fikar who could not dwell.

Fikar still does not reverse the body. Because he was sure, Paris had not yet stepped away from Biema's lap. Not unwilling, but he was sure it was Biemalah who did not care. Even though it was a dangerous pose like the one he had just seen.

"Even if you had told me, I would never have guessed that you would pose as you are now with Paris." Fikar said this furiously. He felt his eyes were stained.

Paris pushed Biema's body away from her. But not away Biema actually brought her face closer to the neck of Paris.

Paris's hand closed his lips tightly, afraid that his lips would sigh when there was now Fikar here.

"What pose?" tanya Biema actually deliberately teased her single friend. Paris opened his hand and hit Biema because she had mischievously teased Fikar who was still single.

Paris hit Biema's arm asking to release her immediately. Biema smiled and obeyed.  Paris walked to the sofa. From the footsteps, Fikar knew that Paris and Biema were no longer posing affectionately and sensually. That way, he dared to turn his body. But still slowly.

Biema and Paris are no longer happy.

"Speak. What's up?" ask Biema.

Before starting to talk, Fikar let out a long sigh first. After that, he threw a sharp glare at Paris and Biema took turns. Fikar seemed to spread negative air for these two people because it had toyed with the heart of a Single man.

"It looks like you're grudging me because of earlier," Biema said looking at Fikar's attitude just now.

"of course. You don't know what pose that was? That you can do if you're just the two of you" protested Fikar.

"Aren't we just the two of us?" paris chirps make Fikar glare. Paris touched her lips which turned out to be misspeaking. Biema chuckled to hear Paris speak with an innocent face.

"That's a magic pose, Fikar." Biema started talking.

"Disgraceful? Miraculous how? That's a perverted pose" Fikar pointed out.

"Maybe for a single like you, it's an inappropriate perverted pose. Even though when you do it with your married partner, it can make your love more durable," Biema said. Paris looked at her with an amazed face. It seems like Paris thinks that what they did earlier could have a positive impact on Biema. He was tempted to do it again. Or it could even be 'positive' for him.

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