My Hot Baby's
Dinner

Zareena invited someone out there to come inside. The waitress who came to pick him up for dinner. Zareena was already wearing an evening gown with her back part exposed and the hair she had bun up.

"Mr Tristan is waiting, Miss," said the maid.

Zareena smiled. "It looks like he's preparing a special dinner tonight."

"certain. Because you are a special woman," said the woman whose age is not much different from Zareena.

"Did he work hard this afternoon?"

The waiter smiled. "Please ask your own Miss, sir," he said when he fulfilled the task of transporting Zareena to the dining room.

Tristan smiled at the woman who was so fond of him. He walked then landed a light peck on Zareena's cheek.

"Please sit down" he said, pulling up a chair.

"Thank you," Zareena replied, sitting down.

Tristan grabbed the green bottle, unscrewed the lid then poured the white water into the tall legged slender glass.

"For you, dear," said Tristan, giving Zareena the drink.

The glasses clinked, then the two sipped the champagne little by little. Zareena pushed back the glass and Tristan poured the water again.

"Good campaign" said Zareena.

"Laurent Priute" replied Tristan who called his brand of drinks.

"just fine. I like it so much."

"Fill your stomach first after that we can enjoy it again."

Tonight Tristan is a servant to Zareena. He really felt noticed by the man. So pampered as Zareena felt that she was the most beloved woman.

"Your chef is very good at cooking" Zareena praised.

"But I'd love to try your cooking. The chocolate you gave me the other day was delicious" Tristan said.

"I'd love to show you my skills."

"I can't wait for that."

After dinner, Tristan brought Zareena to the music room. There was a piano, a music player with a black plate and there was a guitar there too.

"You can play all these musical instruments ?" ask Zareena.

"A little bit" replied Tristan who stepped into the music box, then turned it on. Classic song from a black plate. Tristan reached out his hand and Zareena greeted him. The two danced together.

"You're so beautiful" praised Tristan.

"You're so different after I've known you for so long."

"You like me?" Tristan pecked at Zareena's collarbone.

"Yes, I like you."

The hug felt tight. Making Zareena look up, gave Tristan a chance to explore along the woman's spine.

Tristan touched his chin, then landed a kiss on his lips. Zareena opened, letting Tristan in tear apart her mouth.

"You hot man" whispered Zareena, biting Tristan's earlobe.

"And you teased me so much" Tristan replied by pushing Zareena against the wall of the room.

Tristan took down the dress from Zareena's body, peeping all over the front of the girl's body. He could not resist all the burning desire at this time.

Zareena screamed softly as Tristan wet the soft end with a wet tongue. Twirling it then dipping it strong.

Zareena's body was writhing on the wall. Her hair has been tangled. Her dress had already sagged to half body and Tristan was enjoying the two softness like a gluttonous baby.

"You're so beautiful, honey," said Tristan.

Zareena further tightened Tristan's face between her dense hemispheres. Clamp the man's face until it blushes.

"Enjoy her, dear," said Zareena.

"Thank you for letting me in" Tristan said.

In turn, Tristan played with two of Zareena's gentleness. He was getting more and more happy when a delicious voice came out of the lips of the girl. Making Zareena more tormented, forcing her to demand something deeper.

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