
A few days passed together, but Tristan never expressed love or invited to have a serious relationship. Zareena doesn't care about that. Now he assumes that Tristan is his man.
In this city there are many men and women who do not want to get married. Of course there are things to be aware of before establishing a relationship in a legitimate bond.
Zareena was quite happy with the situation. In this way, he will not hear a man come asking for a breakup just because of appearance or complaining about his story in bed.
"Tomorrow your parents will go home" Tristan said, stroking Zareena's long hair.
"I'm glad they're back."
Their current position was lying on top of the bedroom sofa with Zareena who was above the man's field body. It feels really comfortable to beat Tritsan.
"I'm happy, but I'm sad too."
Zareena raised her head. "Why?"
Tristan lifted the woman's body slightly until they could look at each other. Zareena kissed Tristan's little lips to make the man stickier to her.
"You're making me sad, and you're asking why?" tristan.
"We can meet, right?"
"Indeed, but we can't sleep together."
These few days too, Tristan and Zareena slept in the same place. Just sleeping by hugging each other without anything more. Even Zareena wants something naughty so that she can release the predicate of virgins.
"I've prepared a place for our vacation. You promised to go with me" said Tristan again.
"I'll go with you" said Zareena.
"Why do you still live with your parents? You should have moved."
Zareena laughs. "It should be so. But mom and dad told me to stay home."
"What do you like about me?" ask Tristan.
"I don't like you." Zareena shouted as Tristan hugged her tightly. "Tristan!"
"Say it again."
"I like you" said Zareena.
"Your eyes, your nose, these lips and this body. So strong and tender."
"Do you like my physique?"
"The first time we saw it was physical, right? Then, his nature and attitude when they know each other. But to be honest, I don't like some things about you. Especially your habits" said Zareena.
"I'm no longer in touch with those women" Tristan said.
"Good, then you? What do you like about me?"
"Because you're hard to conquer. You're like a chameleon that can change at any time and you're like a slippery eel. I'm hard to get to you."
"You liken me to a chameleon and an eel? You're so mean."
Zareena got up from Tristan's body, then turned to the bed. Tristan followed her up on the bed feeling guilty.
"I mean, you're a butterfly that I can't catch" Tristan said.
Zareena grunting. "You're a crocodile!"
Tristan laughs. "At least I'm telling the truth. You are like that and I like it. I feel challenged and tormented when I get to know you."
"You're tormented?"
Tristan nodded. "You didn't realize you've been tormenting me all along? You came after it left. You let me take a cold shower every night."
"What's that bad?"
"Now you can see it" Tristan said, pointing to his lower body.
"It seems yours is so sensitive." Zareena gulped because she remembered Tristan's taste.
"He hasn't found the right place yet."
"I can help you" said Zareena.
Tristan smile. "Do it if you want it."
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