Hidden Leaning
Obstinately

Kyara gets washed away doing things that Kyara likes. Somehow tonight he seems to be possessed by supernatural things that take over his mind

"Sister." Dirga starts in the middle between resisting and accepting Kyara's treatment, which without permission touches her, from the mouth Dirga can say no, but her heart and mind are very accepting of Kyara well, this is really the first thing you feel from someone.

"Ah, yes like that."

Dirga returned to silence, he was confused about his own treatment so he chose silence and enjoyed the treatment of his friend's brother.

Kyara couldn't bear it she wanted to quickly resolve her curiosity.

Kyara does whatever she likes without rejection.

"Owgh, brother."

"Enak? Hm" Kya asked and was immediately nodded by the young man.

"You want better?"

Dirga nodded back. Kyara unleashed all her abilities to please the young man.

"Here, brother."

"Sister, no. Sis!"

Kyara holds and leads the game.

"Bech,"

.

Although Dirga was a city boy, but the man was still innocent. The man was always supervised by two of his parents and only one year he was free to hang out with his friends.

Finished, Kyara enters the bathroom to wash away her body that feels sticky by sweat, leaving Dirga still managing her breath while staring at the ceiling of the room.

Dirga only realized if he had just gotten indecent action from an adult woman.

"Hiks ... Hiksci ... " His cries sounded bitter.

"What's wrong?" Kyara approached the plain young man.

"What do I have to answer for? We both enjoyed it." Kyara was wearing her clothes.

Kyara was silent to think the truth about what the young man said.

"Then what do you want? Tell me the nominal I'll be responsible." Kyara opens her m-baking and thrusts her smartphone in front of the young man. "All your account numbers." he said again.

"It's so cheap that you appreciate other people."

"Then what do you want Dirga? If not money."

"So don't think I'm a cheap guy or a seductress" snapped Dirga didn't accept.

Kyara breathed her rough breath. "Then what do you want?" kyara said in the end.

"Married me!"

"Huh."

It makes no sense, Kyara thought as to where the young man might ask her to marry while the young man's age was far from her. Kyara continues to rack her brain to find other ways out besides marriage.

"You set me up?"

Kyara stared back at the young man smelling the telon oil.

He did not accept if he was accused in such a way, by the adult woman in front of him had desecrated him and also defamed him.

"Is it common for you to fuck other people and turn the facts around? You really have heart. I don't think an educated adult woman like you would do dzolim to your brother's second friend." Dirga increasingly mendramama he is trying to attack the mental woman in front of him.

"Say other responsibilities other than marriage. It's not entirely my fault either." Kyara started to lower her tone, she also felt sorry for Dirga, the young man looked pitiful before her.

"I don't want any other accountability, I want marriage." Dirga is still chortling.

Kyara realizes Dirga's older son is in an unusually stubborn pase. Then what Kyara has to do is really feel in the extraordinary lema.

"Basic head class."

"Married me." He repeated the word many times