HOT MOTHER & MR. BILLIONAIRE
The Tarnished Night

The room was dark enough to make Alka's visibility limited, she had just regained consciousness from her stupor.

But he could feel that if he was currently on the bed, the dim light of the lights made it difficult to reach what he wanted to see.

Clamps!

Alka gasped in surprise when she heard the door open, "Si-who?" tanya Alka stammered, a burly and sturdy man wearing a tuxedo suit was standing in the doorway.

Behind him was a man who was no less powerful, but Alka could not see the faces of the two.

"You're sure she's the woman that was sent for me?"

"That's right Young master, it's not wrong anymore."

The young master's hand moved in the air asking his personal assistant to leave, the rest will be his business.

Women are the thing he likes the most, "Tonight I'll make you satisfied, stray cat!" firmly, the young master.

The door closed shut, Alka pounding in fear, and she came down from the bed, "Ja-don't hurt me sir. I'm not that girl."

"Hm, really? Then why can you be with that man and now be on my bed if not to serve me?"

Alka was confused by what the man said, "Which man? I don't recognize it..."

The situation frightened him even more when the man pulled Alka and threw her on the bed, "Master don't, I beg you!" his tears began to drip, his breathing sounded irregular.

"There's no need to be afraid tonight I'm going to play very softly, I'm sure it's not even your first night, you're just too embarrassed, right?" he licked Alka's neck which instead made the girl goosebumps in fear.

"Please stop this, I've never done it with any man"

Both of Alka's hands were bent over her head, and tied tightly to the tie and the man quickly stripped her clothes.

His breath hit the heat on Alka's skin that felt bristling, the influence of stimulants too strong made him unable to control himself.

Something stirring in his body thrashed want to be channeled immediately, every touch makes Alka moan and beg to be released immediately.

But what a force, the man's force hit many times to make the wall of tenderness Alka wound and bleed.

It was difficult to enter it to make the young master not care about Alka's cries and pain.

Once again Alka screamed in pain, the veins on her face protruded out, her mouth wide open with tears that would not stop flowing.

The young master did not expect that tonight he had someone who was still holy, if he usually got a second-hand woman but not with Alka.

Having successfully snatched away Alka's tenderness, the young master gushed her slowly in interspersion with a kiss on Alka's lips in order to reduce her pain.

His hands squeezed whatever was on Alka's body.

One by one Alka's body was filled with traces of his possession, red marks were everywhere, and the most imprinted was his snatched self-esteem Alka, snatched by a man she did not know, let alone recognize him, and, just looking at his face he couldn't.

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

I don't know how long it has been until the young master finally excretes the clear liquid into Alka's womb, if usually she will throw it out, but not with him.

"A pride for you, as my thanks for your satisfying service," immediately the young master withdrew from Alka's possession quietly, he could hear Alka's quick-sounding breath.

He grinned and immediately put back on his tuxedo suit, untied Alka's hand, and he gave her a large check, $25000.