
After getting the lingerie, Marissa immediately chose one of them, which she thought was the sexiest and very exciting. She chose bright red and transparent lingerie.
Marissa grabbed the lingerie and put it on. He sways in front of the mirror while paying attention to his beautiful body that is displayed in the lingerie.
"I'm sure Mr. Marcello won't be able to turn me down this time!" he muttered while grinning.
After putting on the lingerie, Marissa sat back down while leaning on her bed. He played his phone while waiting for Mr. Marcello to arrive.
Drreett .. drreett ...
Marissa notices her phone screen and turns out she got a call from her best friend Erika.
"Yes, Erika?"
"Cha, Huaaaa ...!!!"
The scream of the girl was deafening. Marissa even rubbed her ear because it hurt.
"What the hell, Erika? How hysterical is that?!"
"Cha, I'm getting married next week! And I don't know if I should be happy or sad right now" Erika said.
"What?! Married married?!" strangled Marissa while rounding her eyes perfectly.
"B-but who and why did it suddenly go like this?!" asked Marissa who was so curious.
It sounded like Erika was breathing out. He was trying to control his emotions at the time. "Cha, I'm getting married to Mr. Fattan because he's accused of taking me on the run!" exclaim Erika.
Instead of being sad, Marissa laughed at hearing it. "Haha, isn't that what you want, Erika. Now given the opportunity to live with Mr. Fattan, the rest of you are confused" he replied.
"The cha! I'm not sure yet."
"Yes, take it. I was also upset, why not all swim while diving in the water," he said while laughing.
"Basic!" annoyed Erika.
"Hey, Mrs Fattan's candidate. For example, Mrs Marcello, yes, I swam to the bottom!" continued.
"Hhhh, yes I have. Come back, next week. Remember, with Mr. Marcello. The invitation followed."
"Sure!"
Just then, Marcello went into the room. While stepping his legs, the man took off the buttons of the shirt he was wearing without noticing Marissa who was sitting on the bed.
"It's over, Dad?" ask Marissa.
"Yes" he answered briefly and clearly.
The man took off his shirt and put the dirty clothes in the basket. Now it looks clear Marcello's smooth back and makes Marissa's hands itch to want to touch that back.
Not until there, he also took off his pants and left only boxer pants to cover his personal area.
"Yes,"
"So Erika called Icha. He said he's getting married next week. Then when are we, Dad?" ask Marissa.
"Fastly, Cha. Joe will take care of everything. Um, by the way who's Erika married to?"
"He's getting married to Mr. Fattan, because Erika's parents accused him of running away with his daughter."
Marcello chuckled, "He deserves it. Finally, Fattan got her karma, didn't she?! Anyway, it's wrong he also likes to take people's children away," he said.
After saying that, Marcello sauntered into the bathroom and performed the ritual bath. Feeling tired of waiting for the man to perform his bathing ritual, Marissa planned to take ice cream in the kitchen.
She grabbed a sleeping kimono and then put it on to cover the sexy lingerie. Marissa walks into the kitchen and then picks up vanilla milk-flavored ice cream, her favorite. He took the ice cream back to his room and just then, Marcello was out of the bathroom.
"Where are you from, Cha?" marcello asked while wearing his nightgown.
"From kitchen. Daddy wants?" marissa answered while showing the vanilla milk flavored ice cream she had just picked up from the refrigerator in the kitchen.
Marcello smiled as he shook his head slowly. "I don't like it."
Marissa sat back on the edge of the bed licking her ice cream bit by bit. After he finished putting on his nightgown, Marcello turned around. Now the man's eyes were on Marissa who was licking her favorite ice cream.
I don't know why that mischievous thought had re-emerged in his head. Marissa would never stop raping the man until Marcello actually admitted her true feelings towards him.
In a sensual style, Marissa licked up the ice cream while looking intently at Marcello. Suddenly Marcello's perverted mind wandered everywhere. Moreover, the girl began to open her sleeping kimono and showed off the sexy lingerie she was wearing.
Slowly Marcello approached the girl and sat down beside her. He stroked Marissa's cheeks gently while looking at the sexy lips that were enjoying the ice cream.
Suddenly, Marcello attacked the lips and crushed them quickly. Lips up and down, then sip the naughty tongue that was so tempting.
Marissa does not want to lose, she has learned from the video she watched before. He returned the kiss for the sake of the kiss launched by the man. He grabbed Marcello's hand and placed it into his large padded circle.
However, just now that Marcello wanted to explore the big and chewy circle, suddenly a silly sentence flashed in his head.
"Marcello, she's your little girl!!!"
Marcello released the girl. She looked at Marissa with a guilty face while Marissa was confused because suddenly her husband stopped his action.
"Why, Dad?!" ask Marissa.
"I'm sorry, Cha. I can't!" sahut Marcello rubbed his face violently.
Marcello got up and walked out of the room and went somewhere. Now only Marissa is confused to see Marcello's strange attitude. He was also sad because his action failed again.
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Who is waiting for UnBoxing Marissa, wait for the next chapter, yes!!!