Fondled Passion 3 Cogan
Still Giving Reason

The sound of water began to ripple, a sign that Dio had taken a bath. Busy hands flick through the pages no longer useful, as the mind rages in search of ways.

"Why you?" dio asked suddenly who was standing near me.

The smell of soap goes all the way to the nose. Her hair was still dripping with water. Hands are often busy rubbing hair into a towel.

"Czech, hehehe. I'm not pa-pa, just ... just .. only? Aaah .. difficult to clear," said my choked.

"What's free?" ask Dio curiously.

"Why you?" dio asked frantically, as I held my stomach from the mules.

The stomach begins to wrap. The hand holds and gives a little squeeze, with the aim to subside a little, but if you can not hold it again it will run gas poll flushed into the toilet.

"I don't do anything. Maybe it's just an effect .. effect?" My voice was stifled again.

"The effect of the guest's arrival is it?" guess Dio.

"Yes greetings, why did I not think of it earlier, if I could find an excuse to delay the first night by way of the coming moon. Waah .. good ... good, your idea is Dio. Hahahahaha, it is not in vain that you become my husband, in order to cancel the ritual that we should have done," Bathin heart laughed cheerfully at the idea of Dio himself

"Eeem, maybe! As a result of the effects of the moon," I replied happily.

"Duh, stomach pain. Ouch ... Duh."

Lying seems like my way now. Nothing dishonest, it's for my own good and unprepared.

"Oooh, but my heart says that you're not having guests, anyway. Which seems like your stomach just mules, because I just smelled an unpleasant scent from your direction!" Dio smiled kindly.

"Oh my goodness, Dilla, you have no talent for lying. Wear any wind show. 'And so Dio knew, that you were mules, '" a troubled heart.

"Hehehehehhe," I answered in shame.

Less asem true, now caught spontaneous idea earlier.

"You have a reason. It must have been planned, because you are not ready to do our ritual, right," guess Dio who makes me feel smaller.

Shame is not a bitch. Why this man who became my priest is so clever, until the right way can lie is still found out.

"No really! Who isn't ready? I was born bathin ready to serve you, mas Diiiioooo!" My nyolot voice lied.

Duh, die .. die. Seriously responding. Things are getting messy. The mouth cannot be compromised to hide everything.

Bhuuugh, my body was suddenly pounced upon by Dio, like a lion starving with food. Hands have been locked left and right, which scares me instead of playing on Dio's attitude. The face had turned to look to the left, because it wanted to hide my face that was reddish.

"Why you?" asked Dio who had now taken my face slowly to look at him.

Our eyes are both locked, making the heart beat racing stronger. Netra Dio was getting more and more unguided to see this face of mine.

That charming face slowly continued to be brought close to this face, until I unconsciously closed my eyes firmly.

"I love seeing this expression on your face! Very exciting, even I want to do it!" whispered Dio slowly, which I still did not want to open my eyes, because it was busy with thoughts of nervous wrath.

"Aaaah, is Dio really going to do his right for tonight," a heartless concocter who fears nothing.

"What are you saying the longer the stronger it gets? Plus a wry face so, hahahaha, why? Curious about what a storm war is?" ledek Dio who now releases both of my hands that had been locked.

"Nothing" I answered.

"Yes .. Yeah, I understand you take it easy, baby. I wouldn't have done anything more, if you weren't ready. I slept there! You said you were tired," said Dio who now got out of bed.

"Where are you going?" I asked when Dio had stepped away carrying a pillow.

"I go nowhere, just want to sleep on the couch, because I don't want you to do everything with coercion" Dio explained.

Duh, the more affectionate just like a young man, but can think of adulthood. Age is only a number, but experience can be mature, and understanding will always be awaited by a woman. They just need comfort and sincerity.

"But Dio, later-?" My voice's stifled.

"Have ... already, do not have to be too thoughtful. You just rest, because I know you're so tired," asked Dio to gently caress my hair.

The head can only nod slowly, like a child who complains with his mother's words.

"It turns out my thinking was wrong all along. Oh Dio, it turns out you're a good and understanding man. No doubt I regret this marriage, because it turns out you are a romantic person and can make my heart continue to flow. Thank you Dio," I said in my heart when Dio was now in bed in a real sofa.

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Who the weird-minded out of wedlock must have done that???? Do not MP first, the author again does not want to poison the mind of the reader😁, so it was imported first the uwu story . Thank you to loyal readers, who have voted, rate, like, you guys anyway always the best. thank you ... thank you ... thank you😊.