LOVE SONG SINGLES
The Part 10
This afternoon, Anang took a long shower. Full toiletries were used, although all the items were cheap, and not like having the actors of the capital.
Shampoo, facial soap, fragrant dental medicine, complete with fragrant bath soap, which is for the body, and not a versatile one.
The mothers who were with him, seemed astonished to see Anang. Either amazed, or just confused, because Anang's long tangled hair has disappeared.
Until Anang finished bathing and washing his clothes, Anang could occasionally see the mothers there glancing at him, whispering. This time they were really whispering, so Anang could not hear what they were talking about.
Just this time, Anang could bathe and wash quietly, without having to feel upset with the babbling of the mothers. Anang could finish all his activities on the river raft quietly.
Anang hurriedly finished his busy life there. He made an agreement with Santi to learn to use a cell phone again this afternoon.
Anang tidied all his belongings from the raft, then went from there, with the eyes of the mothers of kepo followed.
Wearing deodorant, and a little perfume, Anang so fresh and fragrant. While looking in the small mirror, she combed her hair that was still somewhat wet. Ok, Anang is ready to meet Santi, before going busking.
Anang confidently, stepped forward with certainty to visit Santi's nursery.
"Santi!"
Tok.
"Santi!" yelled Anang while knocking on the door of the room where Santi lived.
Not long after, the door of the room opened. Santi looks to have dressed up with thick makeup, and minimal clothes that lack fabric.
Sexy....
"Just a moment! I have to make some more money quickly" said Santi, who looked less excited.
Anang then went into Santi's room. The size was twice as large, compared to Anang's nursery.
Santi's room was filled almost with a wardrobe, a dressing table complete with a large mirror, and a soft-looking mattress, which Santi was now sitting on.
Anang imagined something that made him swallow.
"Here sit by me!" santi said, patting the mattress softly, with her clasped hands.
"Eh! Oho! Yes, right there?!" said Anang gelagapan.
Anang walked slowly to Santi, then sat down beside him, on the bed....
Don't think weird!
Please no!
The pants that Anang was wearing now were tight from there. Don't make Santi angry. Not being taught, or doing something. An example might be expelling Anang at that time.
Anang took a deep breath, and pulled his t-shirt as well, in order to protect something that could damage the zipper of his old pants.
"Hm ... You smell good now, don't you?!" chirps Santi.
"Ehhem!" Anang cleared his dry and somewhat itchy throat.
"This one—" Anang pointed at Santi's phone screen.
But, suddenly Santi stood up, and Anang's hand did not manage to touch Santi's phone.
Anang's hand even touched Santi's thigh, and Anang's words immediately stopped at that very instant.
Santi turned to Anang, who hurriedly pulled his index finger away from Santi's thigh.
"Sorry ... Not intentionally. I'd like to point at your phone. But you stood up instead" said Anang, lowering his head.
Finish the story this time.
Anang was ready to be yelled at, and Santi expelled, now.
It turns out that Santi did not go berserk with Anang.
The woman just stared silently at Anang. He didn't walk, or do anything. Really only silent for a few seconds, even though Anang felt that for hours Santi had not made a sound.
Anang raised his face, because he felt the attention of Santi.
"You mad?" asked Anang, with a clear face. Anang was really scared, when he saw Santi's flat face without expression, but Anang still saw it.
Anang did not expect, Santi then stood in front of him, then sat on Anang's lap face to face.
Anang's eyes were wide.
What's the matter?
Santi squeezed Anang's hand against his towering chest, as if making Anang's hand squeeze his chest.
"No boy?" ask Santi.
Anang nodded.
Santi opened the tanktop, as did the br* that covered his chest.
Anang could barely breathe. His chest was pounding at the sight of the hill that was right before his eyes, so close that it was clearly visible all the slopes, and the valley.
"Wanna try it?" ask Santi.
"No need to be afraid," said Santi, while pulling Anang's head, until Anang's face stuck to the white hill, with its peak light reddish brown.
He smelled a sweet aroma there. Take responsibility for just kissing her. He put the top of the hill in his mouth.
Hm....
Anang felt comfortable, even though his pants were getting narrower.
Anang closed his eyes, but he could feel that Santi shifted his seat, until he overstretched Anang's already protruding groin, and looked up hard.
Santi brought the hands of Anang's two hands, held onto Santi's two chests, then made Anang squeeze the two together, while Anang's mouth enjoyed both sides of his chest alternately.
"Aarrrgh!" Santi complained like a person in pain.
Anang stopped his movements, then raised his face. Anang worried that he had hurt Santi, until Santi complained so.
"Don't stop! Keep it like that!" said Santi while pulling Anang's head to stick again in his chest.
Anang continued his activities in Santi's chest, which had stopped earlier.
"Aarrrgh!" Santi complained again, and this time Santi sat down unsettled. Move directly over Anang's lap.
"Already! Tomorrow again" said Santi suddenly.
Santi pushed Anang's head away from his chest, until the top of his hill was somewhat drawn in Anang's mouth. Because it was being enjoyed Anang's mouth, then suddenly pushed away.
"Before coming tomorrow, buy k*nd*m, yes! Let's do it" said Santi.
Santi then stood up from Anang's lap. But not away, she lowered her head and unbuttoned, and zipped Anang's confused pants.
"It looks good" said Santi, looking into Anang's pants. He put his hand in it and held it.
Santi's delicate hand skin felt soft, as it crept into Anang's underwear, and held Anang's belongings tightly, while moving them a little over and over again.
Anang who felt as if he was depressed, and was pinched with Santi's hand, finally felt twitching, and wet.
Aaa ... Anang was relieved.
Santi then took out his hand, and wiped it with a tissue sheet.
"Don't forget! Tomorrow take what I told you to buy, will you?!" said Santi, sounding lightly, but as if forcing Anang.
Anang just nodded his head, then tidied the buttons and zipper his pants.
"You're leaving already? Then I'll leave now, too. It's okay, right?" ask Anang carefully.
"Yes! Go there! I still have to get ready again," said Santi, as if driving Anang away from his room as soon as possible.
Anang walked out in a hurry, then returned to his own place. Anang looked at his face in the small mirror that was now taped to the wall of his nursery.
Anang felt incredulous, with what happened in Santi's room.
It's just delicious, how about....
It's already!
He gathered his consciousness again. He had to go make money with his voice, and his guitar again.