Farewellless
The time has come, now,

A puff of cigarette smoke airs in the front garden of the hotel. The night was getting late, the night wind began to hit the figure who was sitting there accompanied by a cigarette. Yeah, that guy is none other than Arvin. He sat there to throw away all doubts in his heart. This is not a first for Arvin, but he is very nervous and does not know how to behave.

"Maybe he's done getting ready, I need to get in." Arvin got out of his cage and did not forget he threw a cigarette put in the trash.

Step by step Arvin has passed into the hotel elevator. He pressed the number five on the button lined up neatly on the side of the elevator. Not two minutes later, the elevator stopped and before long, the door was wide open.

It didn't take long, in the end, Arvin arrived in front of his room. He took a breath before opening the door. He had guessed that the door was not locked.

After entering the room and locking the door, Arvin saw Fay standing by the large glass with the curtains open. Arvin immediately entered the bathroom without looking at his wife. He must cleanse himself before touching the body that has been in the shadow of memory.

"Geez!" Fay let out a rough breath after seeing the tightly closed bathroom door. His heartbeat grew even more irregular after seeing the man he had been waiting for since he was present there. Fay is confused what to do at this time, because he himself has never been in contact before.

After hearing the gurgling of water from the bathroom stop, Fay immediately closed the curtain, leaving behind a glass about the size of his body. He was still there to observe the sights in the city.

Fay gasped when he felt a hand on his waist. He was getting nervous because Arvin peeped his shoulders several times. Instantly, it made the woman's blood rustle.

"What's right here?" arvin asked as he hugged Fay from behind. He pressed his hand on the wife's flat stomach.

"Nothing! I was just watching the scenery in this city" Fay said with a straight forward look.

The hand that was originally clinging to the stomach, slowly moved to pull the peignoir rope that was on the waist. Arvin smiled wryly as he looked at Fay's faint body of glass before him. Now, both hands are trying to open the peignoir to escape from Fay's body.

"Tonight you look very beautiful, Fay," said Arvin after successfully making the peignoir fall on the floor. He again kissed Fay's right shoulder a few times before stopping at the smooth neck.

Just getting such treatment, it felt like Fay wanted to fly away to nirvana. He tried to stay afloat despite the strange taste that spread in the body. Especially after Arvin turned his body, now, he was dealing with Arvin.

"Don't lower your face. Look at me" said Arvin, holding Fay's chin up with his index finger.

The two eyes rubbed against each other. Arvin stared inside the black bead to convince himself that tonight was the right time to do his job as a husband. The hand began to move without waiting for the command. Tracing the jaws that framed that pretty face.

"I'm yours, Arvin." Fay muttered softly after feeling a friendly kiss on his forehead. Yes, he was sure that everything would be fine.

"Thank you" Arvin said in a hoarse voice before landing his lips on Fay's slightly open lips.

After a long time doing tongue exercises there, Arvin finally lifted Fay's body. He lowered his body on the bed. The sight that spoiled the eyes was clearly plastered on the white bed.

Arvin bent the body and re-launched the action. When the two lips are fused together and the tongue is interlocked, the hand does not want to just stay still. Arvin's right hand began to explore every inch of the smooth body. One by one the cloths that covered the smooth body finally fell on the floor.

"Don't arrest. Just let out your powerful voice, dear," said Arvin before continuing the action.

The sound of that pampered moaning was finally heard there. Though Arvin still playing on the hill Teletubbies. Playing together two objects that are on both hilltops is challenging it.

"After this, you will feel more than this. Prepare, Fay. Get everything!" whispered Arvin before biting the earlobe.

Yes, just a few seconds, the spoiled voice of Fay re-echoed in the room. The grunts grew louder as Arvin was between his legs. Perhaps at this time, Arvin was wandering to look for almonds hidden in the cave.

In the end, after being content to play around, time had brought the couple to a peak. Arvin took off the towel wrapped around his waist. He arranged the position so that the owner of the body in front of him was comfortable.

Those beautiful eyes were tightly closed. Both hands were tightly gripped the white sheet, until tangled after Arvin tried to break into the long hallway full of pleasure. The pain was still felt by Fay, but he tried his best to hold back the tears that had gathered in the eye patch.

The hard work done by Arvin finally came to fruition. Tonight the handsome man was ready to show how powerful the power over the battlefield of his wife was. Arvin smiled faintly after seeing Fay's changed facial expression. Arvin knows that his wife is starting to enjoy every taste she gets right now.

The coldness of the room in fact can not erode the sweat that flows profusely from both bodies. Spoiled voices are heard there as the music of the accompanying game that never ends. I don't know, how many times Fay has reached his peak, which is certain at this time, he is getting tired from losing so much energy.

"Be prepared! Let's end this game, honey. I want to hear your spoiled voice at the end of the game" Arvin said after positioning his wife's body.

His breath began to sting because he could not stand it anymore with all the flavors that had gathered in one point. He went back into the hallway and immediately did his final task. Sure enough, Arvin managed to make Fay rise again and penetrate nirvana for the umpteenth time.

"Thank you!" Fay was suffocated when he felt something he had never felt before. His hand held Arvin's arms firmly. It doesn't matter if the arm was injured by Fay's long fingernails.

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