One Night Tragedy's
Part 48's

“Mandi, keep getting ready.”

Only then did Dakota open her eyes after accidentally falling asleep due to being taught to stomp on Brennus and still feel the pain down there because this time is the second time to have sex. First of course the crazy action when drunk.

Even Dakota's life is not perfect, eyes still narrow and look all over. His body had not moved, still lying in the resting room of Brennus' office.

“Where do you want to take me?” ask Dakota. Two hands raised up, asking the man to help pull because he was very lazy to move. “Take to the bathroom,” the door.

“Luckily I love. So, spoiled like this I still follow.” Brennus placed his left hand under the folds of the knee, while another held his back. “Hand on my neck!” before raising the body of the woman.

“Begin?” The four fingers of the Dakota are fused together while the thumbs separate themselves to form the letter C. He wrapped the fingers around Brennus' neck.

“That's the name is suffocating, not the handle. I could have died before I married you.” Brennus pulls his woman's hand, then one is looped around her neck.

“Oh ... So, would you like to hold a model like this? Like a seductress?” Dakota pitched her two interlocking arms to the sturdy neck that was starting to become her favorite.

“For a long time I bite also if adorable like this.” Brennus pushes his face up to the cheek containing Dakota's. His teeth bite.

“Aw ..” Although there was a screech, but the potbellied one continued with a ruckus. “Canda, Darling. I was just teasing you by pretending to be stupid,” I later admitted.

The two went into the bathroom and cleaned up together. Instead, take turns bathing each other. To that extent, no more because of the kasian also if Dakota invited to have sex in hard room conditions.

After that they changed clothes. More precisely Brennus who had gone before prepared.

“My clothes are dirty, keep wearing what?” While Dakota who is still wrapped in a towel is actually sitting on the edge of the bed and staring at the man who is fun buttoning a shirt.

“This is it.” Brennus opened the closet again, then took a black shirt and a new cloth that almost resembles a triangle shape.

“Definitely oversize,” protest Dakota.

“Good.” Dakota also accepted. He shook his hand so that Brennus could turn. “Sana out, don't peek.”

“Thy-shy? Though we just took a shower together and looked at each other.” Brennus squeezes Dakota's chest out of anxiety about her behavior.

“Ish ... don't be hard-hard, sick.” The ranting reflex while sending greetings from his palm. “Not shy, but later you are hooked and want again,” refute Dakota.

“Mau again I just push into bed, done,” said Brennus casually accompanied by two eyebrows jerked up.

Dakota's eyes bulged. “Wait outside only, what's the trouble?”

“Iya .. Yes.” Finally Brennus relented and came out.

Not long after, women wrapped in black shirts with two arms in rolls until it became the size of three-quarters it came out too. The hair still looks wet but does not drip water. It has not dried yet.

“Where do you want to take me?” dakota asked as her burly hands felt coiled around her hips.

“Meet Daddy and my uncle,” replied Brennus, as his feet swung out and down the floor to the elevator.

“Means we go home first, right?”

“No, why go home. Just go straight.”

“Ha?” Dakota's mouth is gaping. “My clothes are like this, not polite, my hair has not dried yet. Plus the red traces on my neck and chest were clear once.” Dakota pointed to the results of the delinquency of her male lips. “I need to cover first with foundation.”

Entering the elevator and the door closed automatically, the man's head shook. “It is precisely this red sign and your appearance that I want to show and show Daddy and my uncle.”