Dusk Belibis
TODAY I WANT TO MASTER THE GITA WITHOUT ANYONE BEING AWESOME.

Abhimanyu stood at the side of the bed, watching the sleeping Gita so sweetly.

''If he intentionally left me, why does he look sick.'''

Gradually he wiped the still wet tears of Gita. His breathing is a little heavy. Abhimanyu broke down his body, hugging the woman from behind.

"What has aunt experienced?" whispered in Gita's ear.

Huh!

Gita opened her eyes, patting her cheeks slowly. He felt like he had just heard a whisper from Abhimanyu. To Gita's surprise, she wakes up to observe her surroundings.

And! he looked at the man who had just hugged him. The man only smiled looking at his dazed self for a moment.

Huuuax....

Abhimanyu. He just smiled looking at the glued Gita.

“Abi...!”

"Lord!" Gita hugged Abhimanyu suddenly. He almost pangling, if the man in front of him is the figure of Abhimanyu.

''Forgive my dear aunt! aunt forced! If only you knew, aunt wouldn't want to be away from you. It's torture for aunt, Abi"

Abhimanyu was surprised to get such a tight hug from Gita.

"Let this dream come true Abi! let me hug you! if I wake up later, I'll get the fact that we need to be apart, Abi!"

The longing that Abhimanyu had kept for a long time could no longer be hidden. The tremors felt strong stomping all over his body.

Abhimanyu kissed Gita's face, and continued to thrust himself.

"It's just a dream!" The Gita continued to whisper herself enjoying each shavings of the Abhimanyu.

The Abhimanyu now before Gita was no longer the child she had taken care of four years ago. Abhimanyu who is now an adult, he is so brave to provoke women's guts.

Abhimanyu continues to utilize Gita who has not realized 'this is real.'

Aggressively Abhimanyu continued down every inch of the woman's body he dreamed of for so long.

Gita's shrill voice raced with time spinning slowing down. From seconds to minutes become scattered flower pollen grains confused by beetles.

Its aroma spread throughout the space becoming an intoxicating fragrance. Gita inhaled the fragrance greedily, she hoped that it would not rain in the middle of that beautiful day, so that the fragrance of the flowers would not quickly fade.

In his heart he wished for time to stop even if it was only for a moment. Give her ample space to enjoy every gentle touch of someone she loves.

Abhimanyu embraced time, forcing him to stop beating. He with his bow mastered the angel of heaven, immersing Gita in a delicacy illusion that he had never achieved.

Gita wants to spill all her worries on the chest of her heart. However it is instead immersed in *******.

Abhimanyu does not give his girl a chance to wake up, he continues to spur his second yearning in his most beautiful love song 'The Adventurer.'

For Abhimanyu enjoy women not just once. But, Gita gives a different taste from all the flavors she has ever got. Abhimanyu continued to suppress the desire to spill all pleasure, penetrating the walls of sin he consciously committed. His ego imposes its will on the fragile self of the girl of his dreams.

This time the Gita broke away. Too late! all have been mastered by the honey sucker, himself has been immersed in a pool of wisdom mud.

With a final blow, Abhimanyu pressed his body to the point of being immersed in the heavenly sea. Again, again, and again... Abhimanyu kept repeating, maximizing desire.

"This is not a dream! Abi! fuck you!" Hardik Gita is late.

"Keep if I'm a bastard! aunt can what?" Abhimanyu smiled sarcasm. Enjoy the victory he just won. He really did hit the jackpot.

"Ha ha ha ha...!" Abhimanyu laughed Win. She got up from her sleep, without shame she stepped into the bathroom and cleaned herself up.

"Look," Abhimanyu pointed at the window. The sun is shining bright.

"I'll make aunt's favorite coffee. Auntie clean up." He said as he walked away.

"Uncle today do not have to go home first, there is something I want to discuss with aunt, and do not want to be disturbed." Abhimanyu sent a short message to his Yoga uncle.

Today Abhimanyu really wants to rule the Gita completely without anyone to admire.

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NOTE; Wait for Abhimanyu in his next novel "DELAYED LOVE"