
"Ih, Daddy's shy. Icha time to the toilet doang, Daddy to the side" Marissa murmured as she got into the car.
"Daddy's traumatized, Cha. Daddy lost you once and Daddy didn't want that to happen again" he said.
Marcello sat next to Marissa, and Joe drove back to the Mansion.
"Dad, who the hell is it, Mr Riyadh?" ask Marissa.
"He's an old friend and my business partner. We haven't seen each other for a long time because she lives in the opposite country" he replied.
"Oh, pantesan."
Not long after, they arrived in front of the Mansion. The couple immediately entered the magnificent building. While passing through the main hall, Marissa is shocked by the arrival of someone she longed for.
"Auntie?!" peekik Marissa while running towards a woman who was smiling welcomed her arrival.
"Marysa!"
Bi Ani hugged Marissa's body tightly. The woman shed her tears as she continued to kiss the top of Marissa's head.
"Welcome, Bi Ani. May you stay here" said Marcello, throwing a warm smile.
"Thank you, sir, for letting me stay here."
"Together" said Marcello.
The man grabbed Marissa's body from Bi Ani's embrace.
"It's best to let Bi Ani rest, she must be tired after going through a long journey."
Marissa also agreed, after all, she also wanted to immediately soak in Mr. Marcello's favorite bath up.
. . .
Malampun.
Marissa was already in bed and waiting for the arrival of Marcello who was in her private room. As usual, in sexy lingerie, Marissa leaned against the back of the bed while playing her favorite flat object.
Because it had been more than an hour he waited there and Marcello did not appear also the trunk of his nose, Marissa took the initiative to meet the man in his room.
Marissa wore a sleeping kimono to cover her sex lingerie then stepped towards Marcello's private room.
"Where are you going, son?" asked Bi Ani who happened to cross paths with Marissa.
"You're following my husband, Bi. Since then he has not returned from his favorite place," said Marissa as she passed leaving Bi Ani who was still watching her who kept away.
Upon arrival in Marcello's private room, it turned out to be true. The man was still there with some files arranged on his desk and a laptop whose screen was still on.
"Dad, can I come in?" marissa asked while peeking out from behind the door.
"Ehm, Icha. Come in" said Marcello with a warm smile.
However, that smile was only a blink of an eye. The man refocused on his work. Marissa sat on the sofa opposite Marcello's favorite chair. From that place, Marissa could clearly see Marcello's serious face while staring at her laptop screen that was still on.
"Where is Joe?" ask Marissa.
"He is out, there is something he is taking care of" he replied without looking at the girl.
Marissa snorted in annoyance. He bent his face because he was not noticed by the man. Slowly Marissa got up from the soft sofa and then stepped over to Marcello's desk.
Marissa removed the files that were being held by Marcello and closed the laptop. Marcello looked up and wanted to protest, but after seeing his naughty little wife, he smiled.
Marissa took over the table and sat on it, right in front of Marcello.
"Are those files more interesting than me, Mr Marcello?!" seduce Marissa while stroking her smooth thighs in front of Marcello.
Marcello chuckled softly. "Don't tease me, Cha! I could've attacked you in this place."
"really? But unfortunately I doubt it," challenged Marissa with a grin.
"Oh, Come! You must take responsibility for daring to disturb the sleeping lion!" marcello.
In a hurry, Marcello took off his shirt and flipped it over to the side of his favorite chair. Not enough to get there, he also took off his pants and now only the remaining boxer pants are still attached, covering the long barrel weapons that are ready for combat.
"Come here!"
Marcello grabs Marissa's body and is ready to execute the woman on her desk. The man quickly attacked the beautiful lips that were covered in red lipstick. The kiss was so hot that it spurred their heartbeat faster than usual.
The naughty hands began to infiltrate all corners of Marissa's private area. Until finally they play there wildly.
"Hm, ah ..."
"Hssst, faster, Dad!" marissa exclaimed with her eyes closed.
Suddenly Joe arrives and knocks on the door of the room right when Marcello is almost at the peak of enjoyment.
"Mr Marcello?"
"Ah, Joe just interrupt! I've taken this responsibility!" he was upset while continuing to pump his body faster to make Marissa endlessly sad.
"Please wait a minute" he shouted.
"Well, sir." Joe's reply came from outside the room. The man waited there while occasionally glancing at his watch.
"What exactly is Mr Marcello doing inside?" mumbling Joe.
After a while, the door opened. It looks like a beautiful woman with a sleeping kimono sauntered through Joe.
"Good night, Miss Marissa," Joe said as he lowered his gaze.
After Marissa moved away, Joe entered the room. Joe shook his head slowly, now he knew what had just happened in the room. Especially when he saw the condition of Mr. Marcello's body which was still filled with sweat even though the AC in the room was still on.
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