Miss Coollant Mr. Sangkang
34. MENSIONS

Taking off the sweat in the morning with a woman, that's what a middle-aged man named Damiant is doing. Not remembering his age or his wife's request the other day. The man is becoming.

"You're really good, Babe!" racau Damiant on the sidelines of his hot activities.

While the woman below him sounded moaning. Her moaning voice sounded erotic in Damiant's ear. It made the old man even more excited. Increase the rhythm of movement more quickly.

Cathy kept screaming to feel the blow for the punch launched by Damiant. At the last minute, both of them groaned. When the peak of release has been completed.

Damiant splashed his body next to Cathy. His breath is still breathing. His age is no longer young. But, his power bed business was still like a young boy.

Cathy felt her body crumble. Because Damiant hit it a few times.

'Basic maniac ****! He really made me run out of energy. How can I walk like this? Really s*al!' sumpat Cathy.

"You why, Babe?" asked Damiant in surprise. For seeing the silent Cathy with a sour face.

"You think for yourself!" Cathy replied with a sniffle. Choosing to take his face off from Damiant.

"You're sulking?" guess Damiant is squeaking.

"you reckon? Then what?"

Cathy really put on a grim face.

"Ah, come! Didn't you enjoy it too? Then what's the problem? Why are you sulking like this?"

Damiant seems to really not understand Cathy's feelings. The woman pouted once again facing Damiant.

"My body feels tired because of you. How do I walk if it's like this" the woman curled up spoiledly.

Damiant who was listening chuckled softly. They've done it often. Why today women seem to object, with the activities they did a few minutes ago.

"Come on, Cathy baby! This is not the first time we have done it. We even do it often. But why do you mind something like this today?"

Damiant frowned repeatedly. While the woman grunted in annoyance.

"Have you forgotten your promise, Mr Damiant? You said today would take care of my college needs, right? Then how now? I'm even hard to move. How can I walk like this?"

Cathy had forgotten her disappointment in Damiant back then.

"Oh, so that's the problem? Jesus, baby! You don't have to think too far. There's still tomorrow. Let me take care of it for you today. You can rest and recover. How's it?"

Cathy could only roll her eyes lazily. Somehow, he felt all this was just Damiant's wits to lock him up.

"As far as you are. I want to take a shower" Cathy said as she moved out of her sleep. The woman seemed to grimace when she felt pain in the core.

"Aren't you going to help me?" cathy asked sarcastically glancing at Damiant.

The old man chuckled at Cathy's question.

"You need my help, Babe?" god Damiant grinned.

"Jeez, Damiant! Of course I need your help! You think I can walk around after you've worked that brutal?" Cathy flabbergasted herself with Damiant's question.

"alright sweetheart. I'll help you."

The old man got up from his position. Walk towards Cathy and carry her. He took Cathy into the bathroom.

Upon reaching the bathroom, Cathy's unlucky fate returns. Damiant didn't let her take a shower. The man went into the bathtub. Soaking with him.

"Damiant, stop messing around. I'm tired" Cathy said as the man's hand was about to touch the core.

"If you're tired you can just shut up, Babe. Let me work alone. Because I'm not tired enough. Didn't you feel it too. He even stood up. Yours is really opium for him."

Damiant immediately attacked Cathy's lips with a full nap*. Cannot resist or evade. Cathy can only give up. When the point is again bombarded by Damiant's. The two re-integrated with a burning flame. Damiant continues to pump his resigned female body under his control.

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"What do you think?" mayra asked Zafia.

Both are still in the car. They have no intention of going out. After breakfast, Mayra takes her car to a luxurious mansion. Zafia who was asked by Mayra was still speechless.

His gaze swept across the entire area of the mansion which was fairly beautiful and spacious. There is a flower garden and also shady trees. There is also a gazebo swing in the flower garden. Very lovely.

"Who's this mension, May?" ask Zafia.

"Our."

"Our own? You're not kidding anymore, are you?" ask Zafia seriously.

"Of course not. Comeondown!" Mayra opened the car door immediately.

Get out first and walk to the back of the car. Open the trunk and take out the luggage.

"May, where did you get the money to buy this mansion from?" tanya Zafia approached Mayra.

"You think I bought it out of my own money, do you?"

Not that Zafia was even confused with other questions from Mayra.

"Then, you mean?" Zafia asked as she grabbed the handle on her suitcase.

"Of course this is all the facilities from grandfather to us."

Mayra casually told Zafia. Mayra walked while dragging her suitcase. Zafia was surprised to hear it.

"What! So ... You told Grandpa I was here?" ask Zafia while chasing Mayra.

"Yup. Exactly right. Grandpa doesn't mind. He was happy to hear it. He told me that you could learn well. After that you should lead the company that Grandpa has prepared for you."

Mayra explained it while walking.

"Well! It seems like my journey will be difficult" murmured Zafia.

"It won't be hard as long as you try well and earnestly." Mayra interrupted immediately.

"Are you sure I can do it, May?"

To be honest, Zafia had doubts about what her grandfather expected of her.

"I will help you every time. Whenever you need help, you also need my guidance."

Mayra convinces Zafia by commenting on her big smile.

"I know that. You will never leave me."

Zafia replied with a smile.

"Because of that, you have to be passionate. Be a strong woman. Youunderstand?"

Zafia immediately nodded with a smile that never faded. Both of them soon entered the house.

"Welcome to our home!" mayra exclaimed as she opened the door of the mansion.

"Well, that's so big May! The room is clean too. Are you hiring someone?" ask Zafia while entering the guest room.

The girl spread her eyes across the room. Nothing's messy. All neat and clean shiny.

"It wasn't me, it was Grandpa who arranged everything. The workers will come twice a week to clean the room and everything else."

Mayra's explanation was received with a nod of the head by Mayra.

"Grandfather turned out well, May. I just found out that grandfather is this loyal to us" Zafia chanted.

Mayra narrowed her eyes. There is something strange about Zafia.

"You just found out? Hey, Fia baby! Where have you been all this time? Grandpa was good. He loves you very much."

Zafia turned around and looked at Mayra in confusion.

"Really, May? Are you talking seriously? Grandpa really loves me?" ask Zafia enthusiastically.

"of course. Why are you asking like that? Did grandpa ever scold you?"

Zafia pondered for a moment before finally making a sound.

"Grandfather never scolded me. But ...."

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