
Mike started the ritual. He stripped off his clothes and left only a bokser. While Naya, as usual will only be closed like a doll—tak refuse let alone thrashing. Just an expression that Mike could see, the girl was so good at holding everything back.
"Look out, sigh, don't get arrested" Mike said slowly. He observed Naya's red face, frowns and eyebrows that were linked together.
Seeing that Mike was frustrated. He was the only one leading. At first he thought it was okay for Naya's origin to comply. The difference is getting here and here the desire to have greater desire, unfortunately other desires in themselves also begin to run. He wants to be reciprocated and wants Naya to be as aggressive as the former women he once had.
It's just nil. All sorts of foreplay he had done, but still had no effect on Naya. Mike feels that he enjoys it only himself. While Naya, I don't know how she felt it was so hard for Mike to conquer.
"Naya, did you ever think that you were the worst woman on earth?" said Mike.
Naya shook her head. He can't think now. Just wanted Mike to get things done quickly in order to get some rest.
"I realize I'm evil, but if you're in front of me, I think you're the worst" Mike continued.
Now Naya couldn't help herself. She opened her eyes and found Mike's face next to her. A perverted grin was still imprinted on the man's face.
"What does that mean?" ask Naya. Breathing began to sound dashed with the chest that had gone up and down.
Mike stopped the activity. He closed his head to Naya's ear, then whispered, "Because only the bad guys can recognize the other bad guys. And you, you are more evil because you can make a bad person like me submit unconditionally."
Swaying, Naya only resigned as Mike gave her a blanket to cover her innocent body. That man just left the room.
Seated wonder. Naya remained in disbelief and began to think out loud, what did Mike just say? Why did Mike say that? So what did he do until he got the title? And even stranger, Mike stops in the middle of the ritual.
Suddenly the door creaked. Mike had a glass of water on the tray. "Drink," he said.
Naya who was still covered in thick cloth did not suspect anything at all. He grabbed the glass and drank it to the end. After that I saw Mike who was doing adult films.
Naya's eyebrows are increasingly linked, but still do not want to ask more. He decided to lie down after wearing the langerie back without underwear. I don't know where he went, which he remembers Mike throwing at just about anything. She backs Mike who is leaning back while watching TV.
One minute
Ten minutes.
Naya can't fall asleep. Somehow the mind rotates and stops as Mike caresses and touches a sensitive point in the body. The sensation was so real that it made him subconsciously close his eyes and want to once again enjoy.
A second later Naya's common sense came back, she was trying hard to get rid of the thought. Unfortunately still again and again the shadow and pseudo pleasure make him re-imagine.
It turns out that the suffering does not only arrive there, cold sweat begins to pour from the body. It felt so stifling, the mind stayed focused in that direction. Not to mention the sound of TV that plays naughty villages from the actors who are there.
Naya's getting more agitated, her mind's getting chaotic. He even changed the temperature of the room to the coldest point. But still the feeling of heat in the body is increasingly felt and the mind is increasingly shadowing.
'Actually why is this? Why is my body like this? I think I'm ....'
Naya stopped beating. He took off the blanket and stood next to the grinning Mike.
"Why? Do you want to say something?" mike asked as if he knew nothing.
"Did you say something to that drink?" ask Naya. He blinked a few times, the effect was getting more and more intense. Down there was a frenzy not because of.
"How does it feel? I just give you a little vitamin let you be energetic."
"You ...." Naya pointed at Mike. He growls. But that expression didn't last long. Because the emotion is gone instantly change the desire for something else.
Without Naya guessing Mike quickly pulled his waist until sitting right in the lap. Naya glared, she thrashed, but Mike's caress made her unable to move. It feels really annoying when the brain tells you to stop, but the body wants more.
"Haw, Naya. Move!"
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forgive. part hareudang I edit ya. wkwkwk