Orange Pieces
ANTI-MAINSTREAM WAYS

The hero looks for where Ganis's hand is, then he sampirkan to circle at the nape, making it easier for Wira to explore every curve of Ganis' body.

He pulled the girl to stand up so that her position was more comfortable. If this business Ganis is not a plain girl anymore, he has studied with Wira until the fourth book, other than because of his instincts that want. Truly a sip partner for Wira, amazingly he. can make a sweet girl as cute as Ganis into a mature woman in the room.

"Abang the junior don't get up first" he asked in a raucous voice after releasing the link of his second lip.

"Why?" whisik Wira sensu. Anyone who is not tempted by beautiful girls under dim lights and the atmosphere is supportive even more they are already bound by marriage.

"Ganis.." hasn't Ganis finished his answer, Wira who can't stand to attack him directly, per se tan on the grounds of Ganis, the turmoil has broken down from the inside, the air inside his body is getting hotter, the heat is getting hotter, the heat is getting hotter, all the fragrant body of Ganis seemed to be a poison that had paralyzed the entire sense of smell of the Hero, can the Hero see Ganis also want it, the girl swallowed his saliva is difficult.

"Abang wants now," he whispered right in Ganis' ear to make this girl crumble, her pores getting bigger as the hand of the Wira's rough touched every centi of Ganis' soft skin surface without pause. The sensation was still the same as before, even he missed touching his Ganis so much.

After a long time they are absent to combine love, maybe this is the first time they do it again. Honestly, there is something stuck in the heart of Ganis at this time, but he can not refuse the request of the Hero, as if his nerves and muscles have been paralyzed, it is undeniable that he also misses this touch and wants more, the breath of Ganis to the point of being made.

Wira manages to disarm Ganis's last defenses as well as her. Now they look at each other, when both are jars.

The movements of Ganis' fingers squeezed the back hair of Wira when the man began to enter hers, there was no pain or pain, that means it was true that he was not virgin, it just felt like awkward, it was not, the first time I did.

"Ahhh.." the long haul escaped from the mouth of Ganis further diluted the sanity of the Hero, following a squeeze in the hair radiating to his burly back that was clad in the wings of a phoenix around the shoulder blades.

"Bang Nata." he said mele nguh.

"Yeah, say my name," he whispered, pumping fast, sometimes back and forth sometimes twisting. The sound of the combination of muscles and membranes becomes the rhythm of the introduction of the Wira and Ganis reaches something that has only been held back.

"Abhangs...eunghhh!" ganis' body trembled, and down there pulsed in a scowl.

Wira is still struggling up there, until what Ganis feels is now a crowded dew area by the Wira's, "branch not in the house of brother.." clap him on the arm of Wira.

"Udah did not stunt," the veined object pulsed and spouted its vanilla liquid inside.

A few seconds it pulsated in there, there was a sigh of relief from both, both pairs of eyes looking at each other lovingly.

The fully conscious Ganis narrowed his eyes and hit the chest of the Hero.

"Awas ah! It was my brother who was broken in!" sewotnya.

"You want responsibility?" tanya Wira rolled her body to the side while chuckling.

"Laugh at me!" hit Ganis with the face of his fierce son judes, but the man laughed even more loudly, making Ganis more eager to hit him.

"Ooohhh, the power is still strong, so can it still dong second round?" The hero draws Ganis into his arms. So these two human children even wrestle freely in the blanket in a state of jars, the night this week they fill with wrestling in a blanket while laughing rich satan.

Indi who was memorizing, his preparation for daily training the day after stopping his memorization and sharpening his hearing, he thought the mother was asleep, as soon as Ganis was asleep, his brother? Come on, mr. refrigerator can't laugh until it's so rich in buto.

"Whose laughing voice is it?" he glanced at the clock on the wall.

"Hour half-eleven," the girl instantly closed the book and jumped onto the bed, drowning her body in the blanket.

"This is malem what the hell? Sunday night there's a demon wildness! Is the devil also malmingan? Very happy, I'm single!" indi Gumam.

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"Duh, heavy! Ish," those eyelids still close protecting the heart's window from the bright lights that glow. His hands removed the hairy legs of Wira from his feet, his coarse feathers tickling the delicate skin of Ganis.

He turned around, he saw the beautiful face of Wira covered with a dense black mane, and restored Wira's hair to the back.

"Bang Nat," he called, but there was no movement or response from this man.

"Bang Nat," he called again as he poked Wira's cheek.

Upset, Ganis finally got out of bed and grabbed a towel and took a bath.

Ganis bathed for almost half an hour, but this man still did not show any signs of waking up. Do not assume that a soft and cute look is a guarantee of a gentle attitude as well. Sadistic criminals also look polite and adorable.

His eyes looked at the killer towards his metallic husband, who was still as cool as cheating with pillows and bolsters. Ganis, who had just taken a few steps into the room, returned to the outside of the room.

Indi and the mother who was in the kitchen he ignored, only one goal. The little towel was still faithfully wrapped around his hair, but his brain was already sadistic, even the sun had just peeked out from the eastern horizon, and the earth was still shrouded in the coldness of the rest of the night, but this ungodly wife did ask in the curse to be a thorny rose.

"Now what's it?" indi asked, his eyes so wide that he saw a busy Ganis several times.

"Mom, is there a tin of old cake?" tanya Ganis got up from his squat, he was looking for things under the table.

"Calmons? Make what?" mom's eyebrows go together with a sign she's confused.

"Make people noisier" he replied.

"Ah, teteh..masa dawn-body ngajakin people noisier. Aya-aya wae?!" sahut Indi smiling. (there-is aja)

"Don't believe it?" asked Ganis, "just look there must be a morning rush!" her laugh.

"This, but there's still some powder left," mother handed me a can of cake last year still with the rest of the powder-powder tenganang in it.

The smile of Ganis expands like a flower in spring, this is how nil it is not giggling.

"Who the hell is tea? Neighbors?" ask Indi, "why do you want to be invited to a storm, nyebelin what?" ask Indi curious including mother. After they Ganis never had any problems let alone dare to disturb others here, the time is as beautiful as Ganis want to fuss with neighbors.

"Mother lion! Ih horrified anyway if it was raging," gidik Ganis chuckled amusedly.

Ganis grabbed the red tin box, which had only 3 people because his father had bang toyib, and took the mother's vegetable pouch in the spoon.

"Who the hell is mom?" indi asked whispering, mother shuddered.

"Sir Herman, who's got an jing herder in front of the compound isn't he? Retired soldier?" indi asked, Ganis shook his head, after all he did not know who Mr. Herman was.

"Take a look," he asked his youngest son when Ganis had passed, worried that his son-in-law was making trouble early in the morning.

But Indi's steps stopped when Ganis entered the room, finally he understood who the father of the lion who wanted to be invited noisily. Suddenly his laughter exploded.

Sure enough, not a long time heard from inside the room of Wira.

A prankkkk!

Grombyng!!!

Tekotrek-kotrek!!!

"GODDY!!! BROTHER NATA SAHUR!!!"

"GANISSS!" snarl. Ganis came out of the room while running and laughing, followed by Wira who was still swallowed by the chest just wearing a boxer and his pillow face.

"Bini no morality," laughs Indi.

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