Hot Duda: Love For Rangga

Hot Duda: Love For Rangga
Peach Ranum


The day I was waiting for finally arrived. Tap the magistrate's hammer in my divorce trial and Rhea has knocked. Currently, legally my country, Rangga Sanjaya, officially bears a new status. Ah, I don't need to mention. I'm not proud to call myself a widower, but honestly I feel very happy. I'm no longer Rhea's husband and she's no longer my wife. We are officially divorced.


After days of boredom that slowly killed me, I now have my spirit again. I'm like a kite breaking - wush.


》Congratulations, Bro. I'll wait at the farm, yeah. We celebrate your freedom with horse racing. The three of us are waiting for you here.


I thought okay, I slid there after the verdict was read by the judge, then spoke briefly with my lawyer just to say thank you. I'm going to the Raymond family horse farm soon.


Sure enough, Roby and Roy were already there. Even a few bottles of wine greeted me as soon as I arrived.


"You guys on my seneng ngeduda?" kidding-kidding.


They laugh. "Let's be the same, bro" Roby said. "Obviously you two. One is officially divorced, the other is officially disbanded. Compact, right?"


"From the two of you, there's been no progress at all."


Ckckckk!


Raymond immediately laughed, as if the sentence I spewed was a powerful weapon to paralyze Roby decisively. "That's really. From our college days, pedekate aja mulu, soan no."


"Don't, you two actually shot, but were rejected. Huh yeah?"


Spontaneous Roby snorting. "Abroad! I've dated a few times, you know! But it doesn't need to be exposed either. That's why no one knows."


Practically, I was excited too. "Wow! You give me a horse, Ray?"


"Yep, mare, quality okay got. Check it inside."


I immediately jumped up, swooping down his body that was slightly shorter than mine. "Thanks, Brother...."


Obviously I'm happy. I quickly went inside with a heart of flowers. And...


He truly is the perfect creation of God. The female horse has an *dad* like a ripe peach in summer. Bathed in the golden red rays of the sun that burst in from the open stables of the heavenly light, *the tall and perfectly sculpted dad* was swaying and glistening faintly as it moved, * the tall and perfectly sculpted dad* was swaying and sparkling faintly as it moved, tempting a man's mouth to commit sin without remorse.


Fucking raymond! The one in the stable was not a real mare. But a woman. She's plain naked. The path* that is already*.


As I was about to turn around, a pair of peaches swayed back, and unexpectedly, I found myself wanting to be misled. This woman -- with her already***** and her golden red hair bar - was too beautiful to leave it alone. Yep, this goddess of fortuna is too hot to ignore.


Honestly, physically, I admit she is a real example of feminine beauty.


"Come," her god, with a charming smile.


Well, she's very pretty, really charming and also very seductive. But she's a paid woman. Should I refuse, or should I just enjoy it?