
Khansa narrowed her eyes, then suddenly wrapped her arms around Leon's neck. Support the body with both knees. "Come, Leon. Want yes! Yea?!" rayu Khansa tilts her head. "Please!" whining with an adorable expression.
Leon held his breath for a moment, his body suddenly stiffened instantly. Both of his beads widened his eyes looking at Khansa's demeanor. He was really surprised.
Had been silent for a while to think, but seeing the desire of Khansa so strong makes Leon did not have the heart to reject it. The man breathed a heavy breath. Slightly lowered until the two of them softly stumbled.
"okay! But there are conditions," said Leon voiced heavily.
Khansa keeps her head away. "Kok kaya isn't that sincere?" his crack was as thick as frowning.
"It's not that!" elak Leon then suddenly silenced the lips of Khansa who at that time almost raised protests.
Khansa was surprised, but over time he enjoyed it. The lips of the two intertwined, sipping each other with instens and deep movements. Khansa tightened her arms around Leon's neck.
Leon restrains Khansa's back and pulls her more and more until their bodies are not spaced apart. Leon's fingers were programmed, stripping Khansa's clothes off, gently rubbing her innocent back without letting go of her kiss. Their heart rate soared rapidly. The desire of the two men also grew.
Khansa wriggled, her body crashing away instantly. Especially when Leon plays two twin assets on his chest. His mind began to drift everywhere. Hot air began to spread in the body of both.****** soft from Khansa's lips began to penetrate Leon's hearing which increasingly made his little brother ready to fight.
Leon took off his lips, quickly undressed him. Khansa held the man's clay chest, making Leon snort. "What else?" tanyanya.
"Slow down," said Khansa softly with her beautiful smile.
The man widened his smile, he nodded steadily and resumed warming up until the unification occurred. Early morning so draining sweat. Almost lost control, Khansa always patted his shoulder or pinched Leon's chest to remind him to be careful.
"Sorry," he chuckled and sipped Khansa's white skin with his wet lips. Gave traces of romance along Khansa's neck to her chest, still in intense motion down there. Gurgle the pleasure of the world, give each other satisfaction.
An hour later, Khansa fell asleep again after clearing herself. While Leon switched to pick up the phone, walking silently towards the balcony of his room.
"Gerry!" said Leon who had not long pasted the flat object in the ear.
"I, Master!" he said with care.
"Return to Village Sky View! Khansa wants to go there" Leon said.
"What's? You're not wrong, Mister?!" Gerry was out of his sleep. He immediately lost the drowsiness that had earlier whipped.
"Hmm ... book a single resort but don't use my identity or Khansa."
"Good, Master!"
Leon ended the conversation. He landed his butt in a chair, sat leaning back and folded a foot over his thigh, staring at the sprinkling of stars that decorated the night sky.
His mind was glaring, his hands were starting to get busy fueling cigarettes, sipping them elegantly. After he finished two sticks, he returned to the room and threw his body next to his wife. He held her tight as if afraid of losing. Drowsiness began to attack, his eyes closed slowly, overtaking the wife to dreamland.
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The night is getting late, but the atmosphere in a suburb is getting crowded. Jihan held back her cries as she had to clean every table that visitors had just left. He also had to deliver drinks even occasionally accompany the visitors when requested. Feel his life as if turned upside down.
That was the new job he had two days to do. Already to and fro, but not armed with higher education and experience at all, making it quite difficult to get accepted for work. Luckily there are resorts and bars that just opened a few weeks ago. She was accepted as a bartender for good looking.
"Servant!" a woman shouted a hand.
Jihan immediately picked up the tray and ran to the source of the sound. "There's something I can ban ...."
He looked at the person in front of him. The woman he knew very well was struggling spoiled in the arms of a middle-aged man.
"God! Budek lo ya!" the woman shouted again when she did not see any movement from Jihan.
Jehan exhaled heavily, "Can I help you?" he said lower his gaze.
"The best Ambilin red wine here. No old clothes!" the woman orders tightly.
"Well," said Jihan waltzing away.
"God! Pour it all dong! Play go!" jolt the woman.
Jihan snorted violently, she resisted the turbulent emotions in her chest. His hands trembled slightly as he poured the wine. Jihan tried professionally, she just didn't want to lose her job.
With a gurgling motion, the visitor grabbed a glass that already contained wine, sipped it then suddenly spouted on Jihan's body.
"What the fuck is Jane?" jehan shouted over his shirt.
Jane stood still holding her glass and spilled the drink on Jihan's shirt. Both of Jihan's eyeballs widened, her chest rumbling violently. He could no longer bear his patience.
"Suckers! Do you want to!" jehan yelled at Jane's shoulder violently.
"God! You're just a waiter here. No need to macem. I'm not the Jane that you can beat like before. You're so bad now? Haha. Kasian!" jane's lips stared cynically.
Jihan took a few steps forward with emotion. Her hand stretched out Jane's hair, pulling it firmly. "Lo thinks I'm scared, huh?" reply Jihan.
Jane did not lose either. The fight is inevitable. Attack each other, yell at each other and shout. The man who was with Jane was just a spectator while enjoying the wine in front of him quietly.
There was a commotion inside the bar. People were just huddling to see it. Even some of them cheered each other and clapped boisterously.
Jane pushes Jihan's body so hard that she falls to the floor. Then she slaps Jihan on the cheek but someone blocks Jane's wrist.
"Don't make a scene at my bar!" his spray stared intently.
Jane stared at the handsome man before her. The man then threw Jane's hand firmly. He doesn't care if it's a customer in his place.
The man turned to look at Jihan who paled when he heard that she was the owner of the bar. Jihan was afraid of losing her job after this.
Hurriedly Jihan stood up and bowed her body. "Sorry, Sir. Forgive me!" yelling Jihan lowered her head.
"Sir, this waitress is so brash. You need to fire him right now. I was a visitor but instead he behaved arrogantly like that to me!" jane pointed at Jihan.
Both of the men's eyes peeked all over Jihan's body. He could see the clothes he was wearing wet on his chest. Being noticed like that made Jihan shudder.
"I'm sorry, sir. But I was just defending myself," Jihan refuted in a trembling voice without daring to raise her face.
"I'm waiting for you in my room!" said the man in a cold tone then stepped elegantly towards his room.
The manager immediately intervened to disperse the commotion. While Jane stared haughtily, "Rasain lo, must have been fired after this. You padlock!" jane sat down next to the man she was with.
Jihan's gaze followed her former best friend who was smiling cynically at her. Jane sat with one leg on the other, her hand poured more wine and sipped the drink.
Jihan adjusted her breathing, choosing to go see her boss. He was very frightened, even his hand gripped tightly to the door handle of the room. His chest was pounding violently.
"Tokay! Geck!"
After gathering up courage, Jihan knocked on the door. He breezed in when he heard the voice of the baritone from the room.
"Excuse me, sir," said Jihan standing far enough away from the owner of the bar.
There is no lawfulness whatsoever. The curious Jihan looked up slightly, "Tiger S." she muttered inwardly as she could see the name printed on the signboard located on the large table before her. His eyes then turned to the man who was still silently staring at him sharply.
Bung~
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