Trapped BI*Crazy Widow
Inner upheaval
It was still a few months before her
Before Misca changes position
Before Indri was accepted to work
(Before the office team knew he was a boy)
Palembang
Xxxxxxxx hotels
Misca swallowed her saliva for some time while looking at the sexy bo.kong, white leather marble tub, smooth thighs, beautiful calves and.....
Akhhhhhhhh
That guy is really feeling crazy right now.
Can I have a khilaf?!.
Ask the man in his heart.
Shit, I shouldn't have used makeup on my jaw to get caught that I'm a man.
Misca touched her hidden jakun because it uses a cream nose wax that is usually used mbak-mbak that has a delayed nose aka snub to be covered and become sharp.
He uses the cream in order to level his jakun position and look equivalent to his neck.
Misca thought she shouldn't use such a cream so Meisya knew she wasn't a real woman.
But misca's fear is that if she starts to open her identity to one person then she's afraid bad things will happen to her for the future.
With a hesitant feeling of misca sitting beside Meisya who had been lying down since earlier, Misca tried to move her hand to climb onto Meisya's body.
His breathing felt so heavy irregular, his brain began to not function properly, at this time as if there were two figures who continued to incite and remember his Self.
"Hold a little, palpated a little, Elus a little, not much, just a little"
The red scarf says behind his left ear.
"A little sin, because from a little while it can be a hill"
White angel protest in her right ear.
"That's not a problem, sometimes it doesn't matter, which is important don't om often"
"Alahhhhhhhh later just thought of sin, continue, raise your hand to the top of his thigh"
"Don't youkkkk imagine what if you're khilaf? from the thigh can go everywhere"
"Not a problem, from the thigh of the sleigh chicken can be eaten with Upin Ipin, a little taste of the taste can be dap..dap....dap...nyam..."
The syetan continued to seduce, asking misca to imagine the delicious fried chicken thighs.
"Yakkk don't.. guring chicken thighs are delicious, if the thighs of this girl where can be eaten, there is your head in the same shake handle because try to bite her"
The white-winged angel continued to persuade Misca not to be caliph.
"Why are you so slow to make decisions? quarry..hold"
"No, it's sinful"
"Ggrrhhhhh"
The red shetan began to get angry and changed at being followed by the white angel.
Misca who was still upset seemed to raise her eyeballs towards the ceiling.
The devil and the angel were arguing before him.
"Why are you always interrupting my work?"
The red scar looks so angry
"If not disturbed, you will continue to disturb humans"
White angel protest.
They continued to argue like the sound of a tangled cassette tape that filled Misska's eardrum.
Shetan and angels even fight each other do not want to lose, they continue to argue even against each other's waist, even fighting stomachs do not want to give each other up.
In the midst of the inner struggle, Misca finally escaped from there, opened the front door quickly and tried to look up his head.
As soon as his eyeballs were rounded, an idea flashed above his head.
"I'm sorry for your servant O Allah"
Misca said slowly.