Mirages
Decisionmaking

Mira unravels her kiss, but Lingga restrains the woman's nape, and returns to land her lips on Mira's sweet pias lips without a thick lipstick polish.

He grilled the woman's upper and lower lips, until all wetness was exposed to her saliva. His tongue barged in, and twisted Mira inside, obscuring a row of Mira's white teeth neatly lined up in place.

The kiss that in the beginning felt so deep and warm, now getting hotter and bern*fsu. The man's hand began to play, unzipping the back of the shirt Mira was wearing.

He gently rubbed the woman's back, until he found a hook that weighed down his synthetic mound.

Slowly, Lingga lowered Mira's shirt off her shoulder, and began to gently rub Mira's chest, and twisted the shoots to make the woman look*h.

“Ehmmm..,”

A beautiful voice came out of Mira's mouth, which was still silenced by the lips of Lingga who continued to sip it until it felt numb.

The man then took off his p*gutan and started down Mira's neck with his lips and tongue. Des*han and l*nguhan rang out, as the lips poked a tiny peak on Mira's chest.

“Aaaahhh... Brother..,” des*h Mira.

Both of his hands continued to rem*s of Lingga's hair and further immersed him there.

The phallus continued to ul*m and sip the tiny tip until it got wet, with one hand that brim*s the other mountain.

“Eehhhmmm...,” leng*han continues to be heard when Lingga sip*p strong both large fruits that leave a trace of redness there.

The other hand of the Lingga, down creeping back to give a little crumb in the perfectly round and dense Mira bokoong.

The atmosphere is getting hotter, as the movement of the Lingga that is getting down even now has slipped in behind the short lower dress Mira.

However, just as the Linga was about to insert her fingers into the thin layer of the Mira core barrier, suddenly the woman held the Linga's hand and stopped the action.

“Kak, not now,” said Mira in her breath panting.

The phallus also took off its feathers on Mira's chest, and looked up to see the ice queen's face that was already red filled with excitement. His eyes looked so cute, covered by the mist n*fsunya.

“What's up, honey? Are you uncomfortable here? Or want to eat first? Or...,” asked Lingga who also resisted the rumbling in his chest, because the n*fsu had been very peaked.

In fact, his pants also felt very tight because of something that woke up between the base of his thighs.

“Ehm... L'm... I'm still out of blood, brother. I just had a miscarriage,” replied Mira.

“Hah?!” pekik Lingga who was surprised by Mira's speech just now.

He retreated and distanced himself from the body of Mira who already looked messy.

The phallus rubbed his face rough, and ruffled his hair in frustration. As for Mira, she could only smile stiffly at her man, while fixing his clothes that were almost completely off the body.

“Sorry, Brother. Or, can I help you with something else?” mira said as she stretched out to her ten fingers, with a tooth that bit her lips.

The phallus then approached and pulled down the revealing Mira dress. He then led the woman's head to lean against her chest.

He hugged Mira while adjusting his still irregular breathing, and normalized the heartbeats that sounded unnatural.

“Sorry yeah. I'm too excited. I miss you so much, Mir. Missing out on this with you. So, kebawa atmosphere deh,” also Lingga.

Mira looked up and tried to see his male face. Lingga looked down and looked at Mira's black eyes which kept her fascinated.

The woman smiled so sweetly that even Lingga did not consciously immediately kiss her forehead.

“Don't want me to help you?” ask Mira.

The phallus shook slowly, and clenched closer and closer to Mira.

“I don't want to take you. Let me be patient wait. After that, I'll get you pregnant again as soon as possible. Hehehehe,” sahut Lingga.

Mira chuckled followed by Lingga who also laughed because of her own words.

Not long after, their food came. The phallus helps Mira to move the food onto the plate. The woman prepared a drink for both.

After that, the two had dinner quietly, and continued to rest, because the day was tiring enough for both, with Mira almost escaping abroad.

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“Mir, Mira!” call Linga.

Mira turned to look at the stairs and saw if the door of her room opened. The phallus pops its head from behind the door.

“Why, Brother?” ask Mira.

“There was a reply from Mr. Moris. He said, in an hour he will make a call vidio call,” said Lingga.

“Ya. Brother get ready, we continue to have breakfast first,” exclaimed Mira.

“OK!” sahut Lingga who returned to the room.

While Mira, she also returned to cooking fried rice special for her lover.

After fifteen minutes, Mira had finished arranging the dining table, coinciding with Lingga who was seen coming down to the woman.

He walked towards Mira and rubbed the woman's black mane, then kissed her forehead briefly.

“Again, Darling,” greet Lingga.

“Morning, Brother,” said Mira with her bright smile.

Today, everything is back as it was. There is no cloud on the faces of the two, and there is only happiness and togetherness created.

Lingga then sat in her chair, and Mira began to get breakfast for her future husband.

“Still yes,” says Lingga.

Mira just smiled at the phallus. He then took food for himself.

After finishing breakfast, Lingga, who was supposed to go to the office, planned to accompany Mira first to receive a vidio call with Moris, the late Thomas' lawyer.

They are currently sitting in the living room, with a laptop open in front of them. The phallus intends to receive Moris' call through the object.

Mira seems to hold tightly to the hand of the phallus. He was nervous when he had to deal with the lawyer again, albeit virtually.

“Tenace. Everything will be fine,” said Lingga as if he knew the anxiety that Mira was feeling.

“Kak, do I have to accept it?” ask Mira.

She is still hesitant about what consequences she will have to face, when she asks Moris for help to give her all the personal documents she needs, for her wedding tomorrow.

Lingga and Mira had talked about this this early this morning, when Mira woke up to think about Thomas's will which she had not agreed to until now.

The man gently rubbed Mira's black mane, and asked her to rest her head on her shoulder.

“I'm sure, you know the answer the most,” said Lingga.

Indeed, many times the man convinced Mira to accept everything, because until the end of his life, what Thomas had in mind was the happiness of Mira.

Moreover, now those who are getting married, must provide personal documents requirements for each bride to be registered with the civil registry office.

This was the consideration of the Linga, so that Mira received the will from Thomas.

Right at half-nine in the morning, a call came in, and it was from Moris. Lingga also clicked the green phone iKon to receive it.

“Halo, Mr. Lingga and Miss Mira. I will not mince words. Straight away, how's your decision Miss Mira?” ask Moris.

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