Hot Duda: Love For Rangga
Lets Do It!

"I feel something is strange. Feels hot. Like that time."

My forehead winches. "Hot?"

"Em, it's uncomfortable."

"Uncomfortable how? Try more details." I started to panic.

"There's something strange about my body, Mom. Please take me to the bathroom. Sultry."

Oh gosh. What the fuck? "What did you eat?"

"Nothing, after dinner I didn't eat anything. Just that donut."

Chequek!

"Son...." Aunt Merry sculpting. "You. Have you eaten the donut?"

Aunt Merry with a pale face and her frenzied breath stood tense. I saw clearly the domineering confusion on his face.

"What's up, Bi?" my search.

He's nervous, "Everything, son. Aunt forced... Auntie has sent everyone home. Anne and Haris... Aunt couldn't stand in their way either."

"Shoppers! Where's this donut from?" my voice instantly raised.

Sacred fear, suddenly sat down. He touched my feet and in an instant hugged my feet. "Sorry, Mas. I asked Anne to order everything. I was wrong."

"Oh my goodness, honey. Stand up. Don't be like this." Curse him and help him stand up. "Auntie locks all the doors and calls Billy, tell him to send the guard over here. Don't let any intruders in."

As Holy wished, I took her to the bathroom and turned the water tap. But it did not help much, the heat still undermined him from within. I know he feels tormented, but I don't have the courage to offer help that would make me take advantage of the situation.

I went awry, just standing confused and like an idiot under a shower of cold water. "I can't bear to see you like this" I murmured softly as I decided to hug her.

"Would you look at me badly if I asked for it?"

My throat feels clogged. The torturous moments. I felt unable to answer that question - a question that I knew Saints had to say. I took a deep breath, my chest felt tight. I put my hand around the tap.

The water stopped flowing.

"Whatever happens, it will never change my outlook. I love you."

I cupped my hands to her face, kissed her lips for a moment with all my feelings, and undressed her, letting her fall to our feet. My clothes were also immediately removed.

I grabbed. Seize him. And he wrapped his arms around my neck. Our bodies are stuck together. Closer. Deeper. I held her with one arm, and used the other to lift her leg, wrapped it around my waist, then stroked the back of her knee. He started to spiral out of control as my finger went down his back, stroked his spine, and he arched his body like a cat in the warm sun, trying to hold back the *moan.

He wanted to scream at that moment.

We fumbled, tasted, and felt each other. She feels sweet, everything on her - very sweet.

Love..mine....

The floor greeted us. And after that, I found myself thinking that: as it turns out, even tiles can be a very comfortable place to make love.

Tonight is for you, my dear....