Destiny Gintani
It's My Dream, Not Her!

Ilona pouted, she felt annoyed as Argha raved about Gintani. However, he must be patient if he really wants to get the heart of the idol man.

"Let's go home, brother!" take Ilona while grabbing Argha's hand and put it on her shoulder.

"Wait on! Is he your brother?" ask the second security.

Ilona seemed hesitant to answer, but if she did not lie, the matter would get more complicated. It could be that the security guards did not release Argha, Ilona thought. Eventually, Ilona decided to lie.

"Yes, Sir. He is my brother. Mm ... actually he is having problems with his wife, so he ran to this place to find calm" replied Ilona.

"Huh, what calmness, what is there, instead he made a scene here," the second security snorted regrettably.

"On behalf of my sister, I apologize profusely to you for the mess my sister has done" Ilona said, bowing her body.

"Yes, take your brother away from here. Don't forget, give him lemon water to ease his hangover condition." The second security gave advice to Ilona.

"Good, Sir. Then excuse me first" said Ilona.

Ilona finds it difficult to get Argha to get up from the sofa. Plus the pain that hit her lower abdomen, making Ilona more tired. Seeing this, the two security guards helped Ilona drive Argha to the parking lot. Arriving there, the unconscious Argha was immediately put in Ilona's car.

After giving her a sign of gratitude, Ilona took Argha away from the club that night.

During the trip, Ilona seemed to think where should she take Argha away? Go home to Argha's parents? Obviously that's not the best solution. Argha will definitely be outraged by Mr. Jaya. Looked as bad as the family was, but there was never any alcohol in their lives. To be taken home to his apartment is impossible. What would the nurse react to if she took Argha intoxicated.

Finally, with all sorts of considerations, Ilona took Argha to a hotel. Precisely a hotel for the night butterflies pervert.

Arriving at the hotel, Ilona immediately check in. Afterwards, he asked the hotel's security guard to take Argha to his room.

"Actually, what happened to this man, Miss? Why did he get this drunk?" ask the security guard at the Rose hotel.

"Have it, don't ask too many questions! Just do what I tell you!" Ilona snapped at the security guard.

"Ish, how fierce are you, Miss. Yeah, well, what time do I have to bang on your door?" ask the security guard again.

"Later I tell you again. Most importantly, you have to stay stanby in front" Ilona replied.

Ilona opened the door of the hotel room she rented. He then asked the security guards to lay Argha on the bed.

After the hotel guard came out, Ilona went to the bathroom to clean herself up. He stood in front of the sink mirror, staring at his paled face. For a moment she stared at Argha from behind the open bathroom door. The strong man was unconscious.

It's a good time to trap him back. If the trap I had planned failed miserably, then now. I don't have much time left to think of a more subtle way. I think now is the right time to charm Brother Argha forever, inner Ilona.

Ilona grabbed the bathrobe that folded neatly in the closet. He went back to the bathroom to clean himself up. A few minutes later, he came out and approached the unconscious Argha in bed.

Ilona opened Argha's thick jacket. After that, he took off one by one the buttons of the man's shirt. Deftly, Ilona uncovers a shirt wrapped in Argha's stocky body. A beautiful sight was also emanated before the eyes of Ilona. Argha's chest, his sixpack stomach, made Ilona's heart beat.

Ilona's flickering fingers began to dance on the chest of the field. Occasionally his sensual lips kissed box by box like a tearing of a loaf of bread that was drawn in Argha's belly. Satisfied down the upper area, Ilona's nimble hands began to busy opening Argha's belt. Unintentionally, Ilona touched the mound of flesh wrapped in cloth.

Syerr...

His blood rippled rapidly through each vessel. Not wanting to miss the opportunity, Ilona held and slightly broke the lump of meat that was still wrapped in cloth. The heat began to attack his body. This ...! This is what he looks forward to in his life. Uniting with her loved ones is Ilona's biggest dream. "It's my dream, brother. Not her!" whispered Ilona in Argha's ear while continuing to launch his action to strip Argha's trousers.

Ilona immediately opened the bathrobe she was wearing. Slowly but surely, he began to approach the warm white expanse that was clearly plastered before his eyes. The meat that turned out to be the knee that was sleeping, looked so charming in the eyes of Ilona.

Knee that he elus-elus in such a way. For a moment the kneel stood with its fingers, but when the nest was ready to open, suddenly the head of the knee drooped weakly. It was as if he had broken a bone before fighting.

Ilona snorted in annoyance, but she was not discouraged. He started to attack from above. Kiss after kiss he wilted around Argha's face. Until finally the kiss boils down to Argha's thick, sexy lips. Ilona started to pick her up and suck on her, occasionally giving her small bites. But unfortunately, Argha still had not reacted.

Still not wanting to give up, Ilona began to walk down Argha's neck. Strongly absorb the fragrance of Argha body perfume. His sense of feeling again dancing on the white expanse that increasingly looks attractive. Until the stimulation made Ilona managed to move the white expanse.

Argha's body was so erotic, making Ilona even more crazy. Because she could no longer resist her desire, Ilona also did various ways to wake the knee. Starting with the tasting, biting, to put it into the cave without light, he did. But alas, Argha's reaction was nothing more than a squirming. The knee still remains engrossed in his long sleep, or .. could he be suspended from the grave?

An hour and a half into action with no reaction, Ilona finally gave up. With an annoyed grunt, Ilona went to the bathroom to complete her desire. Hmm .. maybe this is what is called the weapon of eating master.

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