Dangerous Woman Jesslyn's
Special Night

Damien cleansed himself while neutralizing his feelings. The soft and sweet lips of Jane's ringing always in his mind as if asking to return to snatch the ranum chewy object.

Repeatedly he wet his head with a splash of cold water flowing from the shower. After a long time in the bathroom until his skin snorted, Damien came out to change clothes.

After he was done with his affairs, Damien stared at the rest of the dirt he had not cleaned. Slowly the man cleaned the stains left on the floor and mopped them. After all has been cleaned Damien want to envelop the body of the woman who is still asleep in bed. However, unexpected things happen again, Jane's clothes are dirty by her own vomit.

Oh, God. What other trials are these?

But there was no one in the house but the two of them. Time and time again Damien tried to wake Jane to clean up. "Jane, wakeup! Cleanse your body!" Nihil, the woman did not budge from her sleeping position at all.

Damien let out a rough sigh for a moment. Should I change her clothes?

He stepped into the wardrobe, looking for clothes that Jane could roughly use. However, there was only a shirt lined up hanging in it. Inevitably Damien took one of them that has the smallest size.

Damien's body is wide and dashing of course his clothes are also quite large if used for Jane. But this is all he has. Damien stepped back to the bedside and picked up a wet towel, to wipe the body affected by the vomit.

"What if he wakes up and scolds me?" For a moment Damien thought the worst possible thing would happen, if Jane suddenly woke up from her sleep.

The man rubbed the rough nape of his neck due to a feeling of indecision. "It's stupid! I just want to change her clothes, not make things."

Slowly Damien turned around Jane's body, to unzip the clothes on the back. Afterwards, the man lowered the mini dress carefully while closing one eye.

Without realizing it, his heart felt racing so fast as the strains of the war drums. After removing Jane's clothes, she wiped the woman's body with a wet towel. Feels clean enough and does not leave a bad smell, Damien then put his shirt on the body of the woman in front of him.

One by one the buttons of the shirt are linked. I don't know what's on Damien's mind this time, but changing a woman's clothes is more stressful than watching a football game.

Top shirt buttons successfully linked. This made Damien breathe a sigh of relief. He was about to turn around to leave the room room room and neutralize his feelings again. However, a hand pulled him back from behind.

"Do you want to run away?" Damien gasped to hear Jane's firm voice behind him.

However, the woman pulled him, until the former container of dirty clothes that she was carrying fell on the floor and the man's body overcame Jane instantly. Without waiting for a long time, the woman immediately cupped her hands in Damien's face and kissed him directly.

Damian widened his eyes, looking at Jane's behavior that was very impossible to do when conscious. The man thrashed, trying to escape from Jane's clutches. However, the woman was holding her body

"Please! Let it go this time!" In Jane's voice as she spoke, the woman hugged Damien's neck tightly as if reluctant to let go.

"Jane, you're drunk."

Jane shakes. "I'm not drunk. Let me enjoy it this time!"

An ambiguous sentence that came out of Jane's mouth, managed to make Damien thump. What does it mean to enjoy?

After feeling Damien began to relax, Jane loosened the hug on the neck and again kissed him ferociously. For a moment the man did not reply, just staring fixedly at Jane's closed eyes as if enjoying this atmosphere.

Shortly thereafter, Damien returns Jane's kiss. They were both lulled in a lip game, the first time for both. As adults who have never felt like this, the two people close their eyes, while enjoying the cold of the night breeze through the gap.

The longer their kiss turned violent, but there was no sign Jane wanted to break away. Damien tries to control his mind, he doesn't want the woman to regret waking up something she shouldn't.

No answer came out of Jane's lips. Just a beautiful smile on his face made Damien feel his heart as if he wanted to jump out of his body.

The woman came closer and kissed Damien. The longer the hotter, until it happens the two are no longer able to control themselves. Tonight witnesses Jane and Damien, sharing the warmth.

"Jane, are you going to regret it?" Damien again asked something that might happen in the future. He did not want the next day the woman under his cage to be angry because of their hot struggle.

"No, do!" A beautiful smile returned to her beautiful face. The dim light of the room lights became the initial witness of the exploration of nirvana for both.

When Damien tried to insert a Russian missile into the door of hell, he felt something tear in there. Damien gasped for a moment to stop his action, staring fixedly at Jane's face that was closed as if enduring pain. Now, the man realized, if he was taking something valuable from a woman.

"Ssttt, relax! Relax, I'll slow down, honey." He gently rubbed Jane's face, making the woman re-open her eyes. "Should we stop here?"

Jane shakes. "Continue!"

"You sure?" He's nodding. "Direct your pain with me! You can scratch my body."

The woman agreed with Damien's words, and there was a special unplanned heat struggle between the two. They were satisfied until morning.

If so, what is it to stop? Better get on, and I'll forget the next day.

I don't know what makes Jane's mind that hard. He seemed to reject reality, if the man who was now with him had managed to take his heart. Actually, the woman was conscious when Damien came out of the bathroom. However, he was embarrassed when he realized he had vomited in the man's body.

However, it turns out that Damien even cleanses the body and the mess he made. Unknowingly a small action that managed to make his heart warm. What's more Damien doesn't take advantage of the situation over his unconsciousness.

Yes, Jane is intent on letting go of her most precious things as a woman. But not to share love. He just wanted to vent what he felt before, when alcohol was unable to make him forget about everything that had happened.

They repeatedly struggled with the heat. Even Jane is not ashamed to be active in these activities. Until when the power of both is exhausted, they just stop everything. Jane falls asleep in the warm arms of Damien's body, and returns to sleep in her dreams.

Meanwhile, Damien hopes that this wasn't an overnight mistake. She wanted Jane to be ready to marry her soon. It was not because the man was afraid that superior seedlings would grow among them. However, because his heart was convinced of the woman who was now in his arms.

But then, the unexpected happened again. As the morning approaches, Damien finds himself alone in bed. Repeatedly he blinked his eyes with a body condition that was only covered by a blanket.

"Where, Jane?" Damien awakens from sleep picking up his bokser pants, and searching every corner of the room for Jane's chances are.

In the bathroom, nothing. Has he left?

Damien tried to search every corner of his apartment. No, that woman really doesn't exist.

"Damn!" He cussed in annoyance, ruffling his hair in frustration. Did he just get dumped? Did Jane really just leave him?

"I won't let it!"

Damien rushes to clean himself in the bathroom. There was a lot of burden in his mind. He thinks Jane's opening up with this. In fact, the woman ran away.

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