Hot Duda: Love For Rangga
The Unexpected

I flicked up the blanket and shifted the body beside me slowly, then kissed her lips for a few seconds. She smiled, so sweet, then she just* her lips and smiled again. He loved my kiss, I thought.

Moments later, while yawning and stretching the body, his leg interval opened while one of his hands covered his mouth. I thought it was code. "You want some more?"

"Hmm,"*totally.

I smiled happily and got more excited. I started to go downstairs and enjoy the sweet tenderness that was there. Smear it and feel it madly. The beautiful girl smiled again even though her eyes were still closed.

Yep. This morning I did not want to linger, just with a little touch for a start, I began. I lifted up one beautiful leg and put it on my thigh, while the other leg was tucked between my legs. Break out, and I enter slowly - immerse myself perfectly, and leave it for a few seconds without movement.

Oh my God, this girl is so warm.

"Eum..," he*tough-taste me in him. Unite in warmth. But...

He tilted his head a little. "The sweet dream. But, how does it feel real?"

Oh my God, he thinks it's a dream. It's ok. Dream on.

I lifted my hips, and lowered them again slowly.

"Eum..," he*again. But this time he tried to get up and gather his consciousness as if he had not yet returned fully into the body. And suddenly his head hurt. "ouch! Shhh.. hurts." He pressed his temple.

My reflexes lowered my body. I, who had been resting on my palms, now rested my body with elbows and arms that lay down - flanking the innocent body of the girl who was under my confinement. "Why? You still dizzy?"

He gasped as soon as he heard my voice and quickly gained all his consciousness.

"Who are you?"

His brown eyes bought as wide as a cupcake. And in confusion, he pressed his palm against my shoulder and pushed me with all his might. But to no avail, his strength was not strong enough to be able to push my burly body. Finally, he could only smack through my chest with his clenched hand.

Sealing rules me. "Sst, relax," I said. "Calm down."

Unsettled by this shocking event, I smothered the girl's lips with one hand. Something doesn't look right here. My arms could not hold my body because I was busy smothering it and holding one more hand to stop hitting.

"Please, Honey. Relax...."

His eyes widened even more, but his hands had already stopped giving resistance. Nevertheless, his body trembled in fear.

"Quiet, yeah, honey. Don'tbeafraid. Okay well? I'm not gonna hurt you."

He nodded strongly and uncontrollably. I know he's still freaked out. But his nod made me remove the clot of my hand from his mouth.

"Darling? Why do you call me darling? Who're you?"

Something is awkward. She fumbled my face with unfocused eyes.

What's he...?

"I don't know you," he said. "Please, let me go."

He kept his hand away from my face, and it instantly moved - - shutting his mouth. I don't know from when, but now I realize her tears are flowing so hard.

He really can't see? Or just pretend to be a self-saving tactic? He thinks I'm a bad guy, right?

Well, I waved my hands in front of his face. Niente. There was no response, until I thought again -- was he really unable to see? But it felt impossible, in my dreams - not like that. He can see.

Is she not the girl in my dreams? Maybe I'm wrong? Oh my....