The Virgin Girl Belongs to the Master

The Virgin Girl Belongs to the Master
Look at that hot scene.


Mike smiled at Naya. He was speechless because he really could not guess what the contents of the girl's head were. How not? Tonight in addition to willing to look wild—night dress as black knees without collar and arms, makeup can also be said to be striking—Naya also has dared to be brash. His expression clearly showed fear. Surprisingly, the eyes look challenging. To the lips, so calmly called out casually.


Mike grinned. Said me and you coming out of thin lips Naya somehow sounded so romantic in the ears. No more said the master and the fear from the look in the girl's eyes.


'Hmm .. interesting.' Mike nodded, then he moved closer. "Do you really want to know?" reworked.


"Yes, I want to know" said Naya as she retreated. Unfortunately, he could not move anymore because he hit the side of the bed.


Nanar Naya looked at Mike who was so close to her. "Did you kill Bella? Is it all because of her ...."


Dup-dup-dup-dup.


Naya's heart grew crazier as Mike casually pushed her into bed.


"You what?" ask Naya again. He's starting to tremble. His eyes were fixed on Mike who was only a few inches away. While the hands are so tightly grasping the sheets. I do not know where the courage that had given him the urge to be insolent.


"Of course, answer me" whispered Mike.


Stand up, all the books I sit Naya stand. Mike again made her get heart gymnastics.


Silent. Naya who has sculpted can only blink, then turn her face. Letting Mike caress his cheek with his index finger and a second then make their eyes back to meet. Mike held his chin.


"If I say I didn't kill him do you believe me?" mike whispered again. He swept over the face of ayu Naya with an eager look.


"If I told you it was an accident would you believe it?" mike's chimpanzees are sounding increasingly ambiguous.


Naya gulps. 'What kind of answer is that? I asked why am I being asked now?' inwardly Naya, she snorted little and then shook off Mike's hand from her chin.


Instead of getting angry Mike just broke up because of the rather brash gurgle that Naya showed. He confirmed the position then sat on the side of the bed—right next to Naya.


"But why can't there be any news about the accident? She's a top model. Impossible ...."


Naya kelu's tongue. He saw with his own two eyeballs that Mike definitely opened his suit and shirt to leave only trousers.


"Why what?" ask Naya. He immediately shifted his body away. But again Mike responded with laughter. The man even casually grabbed the TV remote and punched it.


Dup-dup-dup-dup.


Again, Naya gets impromptu heart gymnastics while the TV is on. After all who is not in shock when the eyes accidentally see a hot scene plastered there. Naya's reflexes lowered her gaze.


"Look!" Mike's Word.


However, Naya ignored and still lowered her head while kneeling the fingers that began to stiffen. He just remembered that now was the time he gave it all to Mike.


"Don't be shy. Look at that and learn. Soon we'll be doing the same thing" Mike continued. He pulls next to the lips.