My Hot Enemy's
The Part 94
“Don't break my dress, it's expensive,” pinta Alceena while holding both hands of Dariush who keeps playing the two ends of the sensitive part of his upper area.
“How expensive is this outfit of yours?” Dariush did exactly the opposite of the woman's answer. He was as strong as he could tore the cloth wrapped around Alceena's body. “I can buy it again for you,” he said arrogantly.
“Argh! Shitt's! This is my favorite dress!” alceena cursed while pushing Dariush's chest away from his body.
Alceena's hand grabbed the man's hair in annoyance. “You ruined it! No one is selling dresses with this model! What you're broken is the limited edition.” His love interest suddenly disappeared. He wanted a union. “If you already have your own answer, why ask me your opinion!” The woman continued to nag.
Alceena moved to sit. Both parts of his body that protrude at the top until exposed because he rarely wears a bra. Plus his clothes were torn.
Alceena's two hands hit Mr Dominique's second child, in any part, as long as the man felt pain. “Fucking dariush! Hate you! Fuckk you!”
“It looks like you're not making love, until it makes you very emotional just because the dress I broke.” Dariush tried to hold Alceena to make her calmer.
But the woman refused by pushing the chest of the field that began to approach her. “No want! My love interest is gone because you pissed me off!” grouse Alceena. He lowered his legs, about to leave Dariush's room.
“Where are you going?” tanya Dariush who was now staring at the smooth back of Alceena started to move away.
“Back to my room! I'm lazy with you!” alceena replied without intending to look at Dariush.
“With your clothes like that? You want to show your breasts to everyone at the hotel?” Dariush swung his feet toward Alceena who began to peck in front of the closed door.
Alceena looked at his body, no longer in need. He turned around, and immediately hit the chest of Dariush's field that was already standing before him. The sensual lips look coiled. “All because of you! You are wrong!”
Alceena cried sadly because her beloved dress had been destroyed. Brutally hitting the chest of Dariush's field, expelling all the emotions of his soul and body.
Dariush immediately hugged Alceena. Bring the woman into his warm embrace. “OK, I'm sorry.” He did not know if to tear a dress belonging to a woman of his heart could make affairs so runyam.
Dariush's hand tried to gently stroke the back of Alceena's mouth. Letting his chest feel a wet liquid. “Let me buy another limited edition dress, but don't cry. I've already confessed wrong.” He became like he was persuading a child who was sulking.
“I don't want one, you have to compensate with ten limited edition dresses from different famous designers,” pinta Alceena with her voice that still sounds angry.
“Oke, as your request. But you must forgive me.” Dariush asked while kissing Alceena's head crest affectionately.
“You must promise first.” Alceena was still pinching, this time Dariush's back was targeted.
“Iya, I promise.” Dariush lifts Alceena's body to her carrying in front. Circling the two smooth thighs so that it coiled around his waist.
The Dominique's second son put Alceena to bed again. “We continue the unfinished lovemaking process, okay?” Highlight his eyes clearly visible if curious and eager to feel Alceena's body.
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