NOT JUST FRIENDS
Episode 230's

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-- Before continue reading\, Author want ngingetin aja rather than keburu mupeng\, wkwkwkwk. Those who are underage or who are single\, please step aside yak--- That is a fleeting inpoh------ Because this Episode contains elements of Maturity Which Amat\, Amat.. Very Real ---😜

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“Nald.” Fania held her breath as Andrew's lips that had already descended from her lips began to slowly trace her face. Smell gently but intensely, from the jawline, neck to shoulder to the nightly length of Fania

it's still wearing Sabrina's necktie.

“Heem ...” Andrew replied but did not stop his activities. Still hugging Fania's waist but has more tightened his body and Fania's body, corner the wife's body with their room balcony divider.

Andrew's breath was already heard hunting a little in Fania's ears.

“Nald, we're still out..” Fania reminded, but her head was slightly dizzy due to Andrew's actions on her neck and shoulders. Plus the slight breeze made Fania feel that someone was sighing

within his body.

Andrew no longer answered. Seemed busy moving to the left and right of Fania's neck, obscuring every inch with a kiss. His chest seemed to be slightly up and down. Andrew's hands have started guerrilla fighting on Fania's back.

“Akh, Nald..” Fania squealed slightly as she felt Andrew bite the small area under her collarbone. Leave kissmark there. Ownership mark.

“Too tempering (Over tempting ).” Donald's voice began to grow heavy. After making a kissmark on Fania's upper chest.

Fania slapped Andrew's chest. “Liat – clay cake, this is still outside, okay?.” A little upset by Andrew's action that makes a reddish mark under his collarbone.

“So what, hem? (Why then, hem? ).”

“Ma .... “ Andrew keburu silenced Fania's lips again with his lips. While directly holding in front of the Kajol who also spontaneously wrapped his legs around the waist behind Andrew, while still receiving each other and giving their saliva.

Andrew takes Fania to bed, without stopping their kiss. It only paused for a moment to search for air and the two lips clutched again. Both breaths are already irregular. Especially when Andrew sat himself on the side of the bed with Fania sitting on his thigh.

“Heart...” Andrew looked at Fania's entire face while gently touching her index finger. Again scooping Fania's face and lips. Back also down the neck and shoulders of his beloved woman. Feel something

which already feels tight down there due to Fania's legs are still tightly coiled on her waist.

“Shortly yes ...” Fania stops Andrew's hand from throwing down the sabrina-necked mini dress that Fania is wearing.

“Why?.”

“For a while, you wait here aja.” Fania rushed to her feet, making Andrew sigh in his already heavy breath. Make it a little cobbled, left fit again hot – hotnya.

‘Is she replying my replacement yesterday? (Is he replying to my rejection yesterday?).’ Inner Andrew was –was. “No way! (Ga can!).” Glanced at his Father Bona who was impatient to stick out his trunk.

Fearing the fate of him and his Father Bona to suffer from an unfinished passion, Andrew moves in following Fania who enters the walk in closet.

“Why, Heart?.” Andrew had caught up with Fania who seemed to have just closed one of the dresser drawers in their walk in closet. Stabbed Fania's body before the Kajol could turn around. The upper part of Andrew

shirtless, no longer wearing tops.

Gercep.. gercep emang the Donald if about open – openings.

“Nald ...” Fania half-pumped.

Andrew again attacked his neck slowly, while both of Andrew's hands melted Fania's mini dress with a single pull. Afraid of defeat, if the Kajol changed his mind. Ga so spoiled – manjaan.

“You want to play here?. Heemm...”.

Andrew whispered in Fania's ear with a breath that was already hunting. Looking at Fania who is now wearing only two pieces of clothing.

Not all seen, but his father Bona was quite struggling. Imagine all the mysteries that he would soon do to Fania. Imagine the fact that two squishy are still covered in buffer

the black color without the rope made him impatient.

One week of fasting, it feels like Andrew is very thirsty at this time. Thirsty will caress Fania who is able to make her whole body feel attacked by electricity. Hungry for Fania's body that has not been devoured for a week. Andrew's skilled hand had already passed Fania's squishy buffer.

Blurry already it feels the eyes of Donald Duck see the beauty of squishy which is now not hindered by anything. I can't wait to shoot oreo ads. Opened, computerized, dyed.

“N – nald... se – ben – tar ...”

Andrew's attack from behind on his body even though it had not yet reached the unification stage had also ignited the flames of passion in Fania's body.

Andrew was impatient. Flipped Fania's body and sat her down on the dresser.

Andrew's eyes narrowed even more, the shorts he was wearing felt more tight, so torturous. Releasing his pants and boxer without releasing his pagutan on Fania's lips. His hands are ready to release

one piece of clothing that Fania still wears.

“Nald, wait.”

Andrew grunted softly. ‘Moreover Yes God ...’ His mind was a little upset because his b*rahi had been dubbed – ubun but the Kajol instead held his hips until it was difficult for Donald to smooth the triangle that was not

the gold however lacy, while pushing it slowly.

“Why? ...”

“This ...” Fania showed Andrew a small box.

Andrew smiled at her smile. “For? ( For?).” Andrew asked as his hand again tried to remove the lacy cloth of the cave barrier, which finally came off as well. Then widen the wife's legs so that hers can freely move in to stay in the warmest place belongs to Fania.

“For you, when I use it?. Nih, want you to use it yourself do I use it?.” Fania glanced at her father Bona's trunk, which belonged to Andrew.

Andrew grabbed the box Fania showed him.

“I don’t need that (I don't need it).”

Andrew threw in any direction, the box that contained the contraceptive device that the men used. Then pull Fania's hip with one movement by both hands.

“But.. Akh!.”

Andrew had already done a unification with a single blow. Not all, but enough to make Fania already feel a little full. “But you can't refuse...” Andrew had drowned his trunk. “Because it starts

now I will often ‘save’ so that you soon get pregnant..” she was growling favors.

Andrew began to move slowly but surely, making Fania powerless to resist the sensation of their hot game on the dressing table which also shook with the body shocks of a couple who were combining

Sigh after sigh regardless of Andrew and Fania's lips. Passion in love. Touch each other whatever can be achieved by their hands, because the rhythm of the game is irregular.

Kissmark is already where – where. Red sign of ownership that both make each other on the body of each – each.

“Have a new shake? Hemmmm?.” Andrew asked with his naughty grin and Now Fania was already on Andrew's lap, moving from the dresser to the nearby sofa. Still in the walk in closet, because the Donald does not want to finish his hot game with Fania. Sweat started to fall between the two.

Fania back on her feet, the attack on the top and bottom by Andrew right – made him fall asleep. Chuckles at the question of the Donald when the two are still moving slowly on the sofa, normalizing the rhythm that was irregular even though the breath was half stung.

“Yakin strong?. Heeem?.” Fania asked back on the sidelines of their game on the couch.

Andrew chuckled as he tightened his arms on the waist of Fania who was moving slowly over him.

“Show me! (Show me!).”

“As your wish Sir! (As you wish Sir!).”

The Kajol started to sway.

“G-shake ap-a... i-ni sa-yang...?.” The Donald was stamped powerless to resist the favors made by the Kajol. ‘Damned, learn where is he?. It’s too .. (It's too..).’ Andrew's mind condemns and worships the er*tis Fania movement above him at this time.

“This is the name of rocking collaboration!.” Fania without stopping her movement. Made Andrew sound a little raved and occasionally raised his head. ‘Tau taste. Nantangin. Rasain nih rocking my collab.’ Kajol's inner self, with his mischievous sneer, was content to see Andrew a little overwhelmed in his balance at the moment.

“Faster, Hearts! (Faster darling!).”

“Yes, Donald Duck!.”

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Two people who had just done a hot, burning scene on their walk in closet have now moved to the top of the bed.

“Nald.” Fania said by leaning her head on Andrew's chest which was still left plain by the owner.

Still plain the whole thing exactly. Half Andrew was covered in a blanket. Not allowing Fania to wear anything, because the activities that had shaken the makeup glass and on the sofa in the walk in closet were not enough for her.

“Heem?...” Andrew had one hand around his hand on Fania's plain waist in a blanket and one hand gently stroked her head. Inhaling the fragrant scent of Fania's hair.

“Why k*ndom did you use earlier?.”

“Surely ga good taste.” Andrew raised Fania's chin so that the face looked at her. “Kan said to get pregnant?.” He smiles.

Fania smiled faintly. “But you don't want to hunt – to?.”

“Heart, I've thought of everything. What is your happiness, will surely be my happiness.”

Fania half looked down. Staring at the scratches bearing his name on Andrew's left chest. “I don't want you to feel forced to too Nald..”.

Andrew got up and tilted his body. “That said who do I feel compelled to, hem?.” While gently stroking the face of Fania who is without makeup but still and will always be beautiful in the eyes of Andrew.

“Yes who knows?.” Fania said as her index finger made an abstract pattern on Andrew's chest. “Fear because you feel bad about me who wants to be pregnant and have children, you will be forced to sacrifice

make me.”

Fania feels a little guilty for Andrew who always ends up doing what he asks and wants.

Andrew smiled again. “Ga is sacrificed, Heart. Even if there is, I should have sacrificed for you. For whom else?. I may be wrong, who sometimes think and do things unilaterally, just – eyes because I am afraid of what happens – what is the same you.” Andrew. “Paranoid, if R says.”

“Still Yes Donald Duck ...”

“Mmm, give me that sexy call?.”

“That's really sexy Donald Duck. Same, very persiiis same you.”

Andrew scrunched his forehead. “Persis from where?.”

Fania chuckles. “Persis perverted. Same – same feel at home wear pants.” Fania chuckles.

Andrew changed his position again. “Sounds like a code in my ear.” He grinned mischievously.

“No, look at your face. Mesum mode on udah.” Fania said still with her chuckle. “Udah ah I want to sleep.”

Andrew blocked Fania's hand slowly over his wife's head, as Fania was about to tilt her body. “Night is still long, Heart. Call me ‘D’. (Call me D).” He strikes again, exploring Fania's body.

“Nald ...”

“D ....Heart, you’re so yummy (D .. Honey, you are so delicious).” Racau Andrew while down the smooth body of Fania.

“I cape ih.”

Andrew did not touch him. His lips continued to guerrilla straight down the flat stomach of Fania to her navel, increasingly descending down to the paradise of the world that only belongs to Andrew a.

Andrew grinned mischievously at Fania whose eyes were already in mine, while also looking at her with her hands holding her head. Fania shook her head slowly. Her pretty face is blushing.

“Why, hem?.”

Andrew teased through his gaze.

“Oh, Nald.... D. please. Ja ...., ugh.” Fania's late hand pulled Andrew away from the center of his core. Andrew's lips are playing there. ‘Donald Baby ga no akhlaaaakkkkkk Inner Fania cursed because it felt almost crazy about what Andrew did down there.

“Why, hem?.”

“Geliii..ta - pi ..”.

“But what, hem?.”

“Enakkk ..”

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