Lust Last Night Impotent Man
60. Bummer!

Rama wondered for himself then stepped in the footsteps of his wife.

"Father come sit down and Miss Sisil on my seat" said the WO woman when Rama had reached the guarantee. Sisil immediately turned his head with a round eyeball.

"No way!" he refused with a head.

"Why not, Dek? We are halal." Rama sat on the bridal chair, then pulled Sisil's arm and instantly made the girl's butt fall on her thigh.

"I don't want a picture!" Sisil nodded again. It feels like he is still upset with Rama and does not want to get close let alone take pictures with a position that is quite int*m like that.

However, when his butt was about to pull, both hands Rama actually pressed his waist.

"Don't do it, honey. We have to capture this moment. When else to try?" rama then grabbed Sisil's waist until their bodies stuck together.

"But I'm not in the mood, later. I'm also angry with you anyway! Bummer!" sisil looked angry.

He pulled Rama's arm roughly to break away, then moved to sit next to him but shifted slightly so as not to get too close. Her lips were so sweet and her face was so sour.

The attitude and behavior of the girl further makes Rama confused about what he has done to her. This made Sisil angry.

"I'm sorry about me?" Rama pointed at his own face with a frowning forehead. "I regret why? What's my fault, Dek?" Slowly he shifted and grabbed Sisil's hand, but again the girl brushed him off violently. "Daddy, what's my fault?"

"Think of it yourself!" grit while scissoring.

"How think? I don't feel like I'm doing anything."

Sisil is grieving. 'Why not say it? Has he forgotten that?! Just now Mbak Rima said Om Rama is a loyal man, but in fact he is a striped man.'

"We're not photos, are we?" ask a photographer. He was one of the WO team as well and he asked his friend, the WO lady earlier.

"Awhile, I asked Ms. Yenny first," said the woman, then walked over to Yenny who was busy chatting with her friends while sitting down. "Bu Yenny sorry to interrupt," he said, which made the woman turn her head.

"Yes?" yenny Sahut.

"Miss Sisil does not want to be photographed with Mr. Rama, Mom."

"Lho why? It's not like they were wearing kebaya they're already photos, right?"

"Yes. But the new fitting change the dress ... Miss Sisil just doesn't want to. He also seemed to be angry with Mr. Rama."

Yenny stared at the pelaminan. It was seen that Rama was giving a mango juice to the son-in-law, but the girl shook her head with a frowning face.

Curious, Yenny finally stood up. "Live a while, Jeng," he said goodbye to his three friends. The woman of her age nodded.

Yenny stepped up to the pelaminan, then approached the two of them. "What problems are you having?" the question was slow, but both could be heard and made them turn their heads.

"There's nothing, Mom," Sisil replied, shaking his head.

"There's nothing, said the WO woman you don't want a photo with Rama? Why, Son?"

"Yes already dong photo now, when it is finished you guys will be good so freely welcome guests. There will be many who want to take pictures with you."

"But I'm thirsty, Mom, want a quick drink first." Sisil touched his neck which felt dry.

"It's juice, Dek, let's drink, '" said Rama, who has been holding mango juice in his hand. He pointed towards Sisil but the girl refused.

"I don't want mango juice, I want oranges."

"Oh. A moment .. I'll get it first." Rama downed the juice in his hand until the rest of the half.

Putting on a table nearby, he stood up and stepped over to one of the waiters who was like carrying orange juice. After obtaining it he immediately returned and gave it to Sisil.

"Nih, drink, Deck," said Rama.

"I want the juice that my brother just holds," Sisil refused. He looked at Gugun who was standing while holding a mango juice that was still full. The man's eyes were staring around, like looking around for someone. "Sister! I want a drink!" shouted Sisil.

Actually, what Sisil did was not willing to accept juice or drink juice from Rama. The reason is only one, which is still upset.

Gugun immediately turned his head towards Sisil, then pointed at the glass he was holding. His sister nodded and quickly stepped closer to give the drink to her hand.

'Said did not want mango juice, but instead kepengen juice held by Kak Gugun? Though it was also mango juice, Rama's mind was silent while watching his wife who was drinking a drink. He wanted to ask, but it didn't feel good for fear that Sisil was getting angry. Even though he himself did not know what his mistake was. 'Did Sisil again come month time, huh? Sensitive scale. Uh, hopefully not. Not so the first night dong, later tonight, if he comes to the moon.'

After successfully spending one full glass of juice, Sisil finally wanted to do a photo session. Cool juice that is quite refreshing it can relieve the annoyance in his chest even though it is not completely gone.

Some styles are done at the request of the photographer. Until a very thrilling style according to Rama. Namely posing with lips that stick to each other aka kissing.

Rama was already sitting on a chair, and Sisil was asked to sit on his lap with a sloping position. Sisil's right hand was on Rama's right cheek, while his left hand touched his chest.

While Rama, both arms were draped at the waist of Sisil and after that Sisil began to approach with mixed feelings. His heart suddenly pounded and it felt like he wanted to jump.

"Come closer, miss, to sticking," said the photographer. He felt anxious to see Sisil who never put his lips to Rama's lips.

'That's a big picture, use all the kisses. Like taking a chance behind a narrowness, Sisil's mind grumbled. But then he felt something strange on his ass. For it is like sitting on a rod so long and hard. 'What is that hard downstairs? What is Rama doing with wood? Or don't-don't ....' Sisil's face immediately blushed when his mind was traveling. 'Ih, you pervert. He said, Impoten, how come I just got on my seat already standing? This lie is his name.'

'When do we kiss her, Sil? Why so long?' inner Rama. He had been waiting for his wife's lips to land, but for a long time. The girl was just like daydreaming while looking at the sweat on her forehead that had just flowed. 'I can't wait, nih, want to feel your sweet lips.'

"CK!" The photographer was visibly upset, tired of waiting. The camera is on, Rama's property is already on. But Sisil was still frozen.

Mbah Yahya from a distance had noticed. He who was also feeling anxious immediately muttered while rubbing his agate stone. According to him, he had to intervene so that the matter was quickly resolved.

Before long, Sisil suddenly felt his back like something was pushing. So that made him stick his lips to Rama's lips so rough. Sticking so closely together and making both of them surprised by the rounded eyeballs.

Cup~

...Lebay you, Sil, just kiss your lips until assisted by in-laws 😆 when fitting before being told Om Rama situ nyosor first 🤣...

...Where are the votes and gifts! Don't forget the love. Though already diligent up you know me, kok on stingy yes 🥲...