
"Would you like to come?" Ziko said a little scream.
"I am the owner." Grutu Zira while following the steps of the two men.
The three of them entered Zira's apartment, Ziko looked around the apartment. The apartment is minimalist in size, has 1 bedroom and 1 bathroom. The kitchen and living room, as well as the adjacent tv room there is only a divider between the room that is a partition.
Ziko enters Zira's bedroom. And look at every detail of the room. Room with a female feel, neatly arranged, the dominant color in the room was pink. The room was simple but comfortable to rest in.
"Hey sir why are you here?" this is the room girls know!" Zira spoke a little loudly.
"Who said the transvestite room?" ziko replied casually.
He went out into the living room, and left Zira in the still-manyuning room.
"Hey Miss Zira, I'm asking for coffee!" shout Ziko.
"Hey sir I'm not your servant." Said Zira while pointing her finger at Ziko who was sitting on the sofa while turning on the television.
"I'm thirsty soon." Ziko's orders.
With a little nagging Zira went to the kitchen next to the living room, she made two coffees.
Then Zira put the coffee on the table.
"Drink." Zira's orders.
Ziko held the coffee cup and drank it, and suddenly she spouted the drink.
"Why do you love salt?" ziko Benthic.
Zira was still standing in front of Ziko they were only at the limit of a table.
"That's a punishment for you because you kissed me earlier." Zira laughed triumphantly as she stuck out her tongue and left the two men behind.
"Here's your coffee." Ziko took Kevin's coffee, and drank the coffee.
"Make it there again." Ziko's orders.
Kevin went to the kitchen to make his coffee.he had no trouble finding the coffee. After he finished making coffee, he sat back next to Ziko while carrying his coffee.
Ziko drank her coffee little by little.
"Why is your coffee sweet? he made it salty for me." Ziko to Kevin.
"Maybe Miss Zira is still upset by the surprise attack from master." Kevin laughed while imagining the incident.
Not how long Zira out of his room with a shirt on his knees made of T-shirts. She curled her hair with origin, thus making her body shape look sexy, her butt full and her twin mountain look absolutely perfect. Seeing Zira wearing such a shirt, Ziko gulped down her saliva violently, while Kevin spouted his coffee.
"Hey change your clothes." Shouted Ziko.
"What's wrong with my shirt." Zira said astonished.
Zira did not feel there was anything wrong with her clothes, she often wore them. And according to him, the clothes are appropriate for cooking or cleaning the house.
"You want to tempt us! change your clothes quickly." Snapped Ziko again.
Zira left the kitchen and was about to walk towards her room.
"Eh one more pants, don't wear that shirt." Ziko pointed her finger at Zira's clothes.
"I want to cook, not fashion show." Grouser Zira.
Zira walked towards the room while stomping her feet.
"You cook hard, put clothes on set, wonder who has this apartment me, why he's the one who's chatty." Zira muttered to herself.
Zira came back out of her room. He wears shorts over the knee with a slightly loose t-shirt.
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