Mirages
Sorceries

Mira tried to regulate her breathing, and normalize the pounding in her chest due to the actions of the Linga, which had really made her out of control.

"Crazy! How could he do this? God, how is this? Does He know my weakness" Mira sat down while rubbing her still reddened face.

He realized that at this time, his body was half-swallowed, with the upper part torn and slumped down, and the lower part wide open. Only his stomach was still covered with the rest of his clothes.

"Breng! What'sthis?" Mira screamed in shock, when she saw her breasts turn into red bottles, due to the actions of the Linga that has left many traces of kissing there.

"Damn! Why am I not aware? It's a long disappearance! Aaarrgghhhh ..," lamented Mira.

For a woman of the night, kiss*mark is a forbidden thing that should not be on their skin. The red mark is like a stamp, or a sign of ownership. While the evening woman is a woman who is freely enjoyed by anyone. No one can have them completely.

In fact, if they forget themselves and let their guests give the sign, then as long as the sign is not lost, then they cannot serve anyone. Because what? That indicates if they are a used item, although of course if the evening woman is the rest of the people. But with red marks on their skin, it makes their status very clear, and some men feel disgusted by it.

Mira got up and walked towards the sofa, and picked up some tissue sheets that were on the table.

The woman then cleaned her very wet property, as a result of the Linga just now.

"Gue sure, inside he must be playing solo. Heh ... you cool ass!" grumbled Mira who guessed about what the Linga was doing in there.

After finishing wiping hers, Mira opened the box that had been designated by Lingga, which was on the table.

"What kind of model is this?" Mira lifted the clothes that had been prepared by Lingga.

It looks like a sleeping pajama suit, with a cotton pony character motif. The clothes and pants are all long, and loose if worn by Mira.

"Did he seriously ask me to wear this outfit on a date?" ask Mira who is having a dialogue alone.

Just think for a long time, finally Mira began to remove her torn clothes, and replace them with cute pajamas.

"From wearing a shirt ripped rich crazy, mending this pack aja deh," muttered Mira while wearing pyjamas given Lingga.

The woman then took a piece of ro*kok and a lighter from her bag that was lying not far from her position at the time. He took a stick and flanked it with his middle and forefinger, then lit it.

Her lips began to sip the toxic material with pleasure and exhale the smoke that billowed in the hotel room.

His feet he lifted and placed straight on the table, with his left hand in front of the chest to support the right arm that was flanking a ro*kokkok.

After a long time, and the ro*kok Mira is almost gone, Lingga came out of the bathroom just by using bath robe.

Mira smiled Slanted as she saw the man walking outside.

"Heh .. He's done solo. So-sookan anyway!" the Inner Mira who laughs at the Linga.

Linga walked towards the sofa, where Mira was sitting leaning, with her legs still on the table.

With a sudden movement, Lingga raised her face to be right beside Mira's ear, with her hands already coiled behind the back of the woman's sofa.

"What punishment wasn't enough, huh?" said Lingga that suddenly made Mira's eyes rounded.

The woman looked over, and their eyes met. Mira froze, when fresh breath coming out of the mouth of Linga hit the skin of her face.

While Lingga, imitating Mira style while sipping ro*kok and blowing his breath into Mira's face.

I don't know what magic Lingga did, until Mira who was a dissident, suddenly just stood up and turned to her right and left, while looking for something.

"That's it," Mira's mind as she looks at an ashtray on the front desk of the TV.

In fact, without a Lingga command, now Mira very quickly understood what was ordered. The phallus smiled faintly at Mira's sudden obedience.

"Because of you now. I know your weakness, Mari," the inner Linga who smiled towards the beautiful woman.

After turning off her skirt, Mira walked towards the room window, and opened it wide.

"Do you want mosquitoes to come in here, miss?" ask Lingga while walking towards Mira.

"Let it be a moment, for the smoke to come out, sir," replied Mira.

Now, Lingga was already beside Mira, and returned suddenly, he turned his head and bent his body to align with the woman, until their faces returned very close and almost not far away.

The shocked Mira suddenly retreated her face, until she almost fell backward.

"Ah ..," cried Mira as she was about to fall.

Luckily, Lingga swiftly grabbed the slender waist of the beautiful woman, and pulled her forward until their bodies were no longer spaced.

Mira held the lingering Lingga arm around her waist, trying to break away. However, Lingga again advanced his face and made Mira look away, turning away.

"Call me with that one," said Lingga flatly.

"Call what?" asked Mira who was trying to cover her nervousness.

"Did you forget? Should I remind you?" ask Lingga who made Mira look back.

Their views met, and again Mira was bewitched by the charm of the Linga. The woman froze, with a thumping feeling when she felt the breath of mint coming out of the mouth of the phallus, coming back to the skin of her face.

The phallus slowly brought his face to the side, pointing at Mira's ears and whispering something.

"Aaaaaahhhhhhh .. Kak .. Aaaaahhh ..," said Lingga, just in front of Mira's ear hole, which successfully made the woman's eyes ball.

A red hue immediately appeared on Mira's cheeks due to the words of Lingga, which reminded her of the shameful thing that had just happened.

Mira bit her lower lip, closed her eyes, and tried to resist the embarrassment that attacked her.

The phallus smiled faintly, as it looked at Mira's height, and removed her arm from the woman's hip.

Coinciding with that moment, the door of the room was knocked, and the Lingga walked forward, with a smile on its face.

"You're so funny, Mari. I'm so anxious to see it," Inner Linga.

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Support in mager up event is still ongoing ya guys😅(name of the event is not that anyway, just othor who bolang kek gitu🤭)

Okay deh, next ep tomorrow again yah😊janga forgot like and comments🙏