Mirages
Mira's Cunning

"Don't touch my woman!" the phallus that just got there.

"Sister." Mira was surprised by the sudden presence of the man there.

The woman immediately held up her sitting position.

Linga threw Steve's hand and grabbed Mira's hand. The man pulled the woman and took her away from the bar samuel.

By the time they reached the middle of the dance floor, Lingga's steps stopped because Mira stopped her steps.

Lingga turned his head and saw that Steve was holding the other Mira's hand. Now, the position of the woman is in the middle of both, with both hands drawn by the two men.

"Remove your hands off her!" the Linga command that looks furious.

"You are loose. It's inappropriate for a man to be rude to a woman," Steve replied no less fiercely.

"You ... how dare!" said Lingga who then took off Mira's hand and advanced toward Steve.

Mira saw the bad news and threw her hand out of Steve's grasp.

"Sister." Mira stood against the path of Lingga, and held the man's chest to keep him from stepping again.

"Surge!" exclamation Lingga.

"Sister. We can talk about this at home" Mira said.

The phallus does not. His gaze was still sharply piercing the eyes of Steve, who was no less fierce looking at Lingga.

"Let's go home!" the command of the Linga that turned and walked quickly preceded Mira.

Mira turned her head towards Steve, who was still standing behind her.

"Steve, sorry. I have to go home now" said Mira, who felt bad for the man.

"alright. But, can I ask for your number?" ask Steve.

"MIRA! HURRY UP!" squealing the phallus that came back again and saw Mira still talking to the stranger.

"Ehm .. You can ask Samuel. He knows my number" Mira told Steve as she passed from there.

Mira walked quickly to Lingga, who was seen staring intently at the man, who was still standing in the middle of the dance floor.

"Come, Brother!" take Mira while embracing the Lingga arm and bring her out.

Steve looked at the departure of the two men. However, suddenly a memory of an event.

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"Well, at that time. At that time I met you, and also the man who confessed to your husband. Well, I remember now, Mir. I remember you were the pajama lady," Steve muttered as he recalled his first encounter with the ice queen.

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Along the way, Lingga kept silent while driving his car. The man seemed so angry that he found Mira who looked close to another man.

As for Mira, she could only remain silent, while looking for a way to temper Linga's anger.

Arriving at the apartment, Lingga got out of the car just like that, and left Mira. The woman got out and walked up to the elevator.

Upon arriving at the apartment, Lingga went straight into begiu, and again Mira hurriedly followed him before the door closed.

"Sister, I can clear it." Mira walked staggeringly following the wide phallus footsteps.

"Sister!" call Mira.

Suddenly, the phallus stopped and turned around, making the mira accidentally hit the burly body. Mira retreated several steps due to the impact that hit the Linga.

The man said nothing. He walked closer to Mira, and immediately pushed the ice queen down on the sofa in the living room.

"Ah ..," cried Mira.

The man immediately restrained her, and grabbed the shoulder that had been held by steve.

"Eeeehhhhhmm ...," Lingga licked*t and sipped it until it left a red mark.

"Where else did he touch you? Say it!" exclaims Linga who is staring intently at Mira.

"Sir, I .. eeeeeehhhhmmmm ...,"

The phallus suddenly gives up its next shoulder, and goes back to tilt and sip until it blushes.

"Say where else!" exclamation Lingga which is still filled with anger.

"No a .. eeeeeehhhmmmmm ...,"

"Huh .. hah ... Sis, I don't have anything with him." Mira tries to explain in between the anger of the Linga.

"Nothing? Why are you so familiar, huh?" ask Linga.

"Eeeehhhhmmm ...,"

Mira was again silenced by the lips of the Linga. The man was really angry. The kiss did not feel soft.

Lothawat! Die me! He's very angry. How should I? mira's mind continues to thrash under the confines of Linga.

The woman hit the back of the Lingga, hoping that the man would let go of her pagutan which made her lips tear and feel sore.

"Say who is he?" ask Linga.

"I told you .. eeeeeehhhhhmmmmm ...,"

Mira was again silenced. This guy didn't give Mira a chance to explain. The phallus continued to explore every inch of the woman's mouth.

Cannot. If he keeps fighting, I'll end up tonight. I'd better follow the game, Inner Mira.

Mira also loosened her grip on the back of the Linga, and turned to wrap around the man's neck. He began to return Lingga's kisses, and co-twined the man's emotional tongue.

Gradually, Lingga's rough kiss, turned more and more tender, along with the reply Mira gave.

Goody. He was better now, the inner Mira who kept replying to every movement of the man's lips and tongue.

They kissed for a long time, Finally the Lingga released the lips of Mira, who had been numb from the previous attack.

Mira looked at me towards the Linga, and gently stroked the man's ear, and followed him to the jaw and chin. He rubbed the wet residue on the lips of Linga with his thumb.

"Me and him have only met a few times, and this is the longest. We're just chatting normally, and there's nothing between me and that guy, brother." Mira stroked the mane that covered the Linga's forehead, dangling down to the eyebrows.

"But, you looked very close to him earlier, and I didn't like it" said Lingga who sounded whining.

Mira thinly, while cupping the two cheeks of the big man.

"Sister, have you forgotten what I do, hem? I am required to always be close to my guests, serve them well, so that they are comfortable and at home there. I'm just used to it, so it's a pin that applies to him, even if I'm not at work" Mira said with a view that was so hypnotic Lingga, that the man could only remain silent.

"But I don't like you like that with other men, Mir. I don't like it" he whined, dropping his head on Mira's neck.

The woman hugged her big man, and patted Lingga on the back, trying to make him feel calm.

Goody. It's all done now. Game over, and I won, inner Mira with her grin behind the back of the Linga.

"You must not get close to another man anymore well," whined Lingga who was still at home above Mira.

"Me and him are just friends, brother. I'm yours now" said Mira.

The phallus immediately looked up and stared at his ice woman's black bead.

"really? Just mine?" tanya Lingga sounds so hopeful.

"Ehm ..," muttered Mira as she blinked her eyes, giving a yes answer to Lingga.

They smiled at each other, and the phallus crawled up, and again linked the lips of the two.

The hot night they went back together, after all the anger of Lingga for the closeness of Mira with a stranger named Steve.

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Nyai, pinter really did ah naklukin the brother, learn where nyai?

Mira : is othor who ngajarin

Oh, I forgot.

Mira : mainstay style for lukewarm nak🤭

isshhh .. Don't say dong

ah, ignore the joke

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