VIRGIN SYSTEM
Unexpected Activities
Meanwhile, the person who became the target of the three camps had just finished his chat. Moreno decides to enter his room to rest, as well as Rafi. As the young man stepped about to enter his room, Rafi's eyes did not see the usual figure of a woman inside his room.
Out of curiosity, Rafi paused her footsteps and chose to switch directions to the next room.
"What are you doing, Sha?" rafi asked as soon as her footsteps reached the door of the slightly open room and she saw Marisa sitting down and looking down on the floor near the dresser. Rafi was even surprised when she saw what Marisa was doing at the moment.
"It's another mow of grass, Fi," replied Marisa casually. He was also surprised when he heard Rafi's voice loud enough. Then Marisa returned to running her activities that trim the lush grass that grows in the area under her stomach.
Rafi had trouble swallowing her own saliva. Although he had often seen the contents of Marisa's pants, the young man always felt anxious with the mound owned by the woman. Without a second thought, Rafi immediately rushed to sit on the floor facing Marisa. "Here I am, "Rafi took over the hair-cutter from the woman's hand.
"Well, what is the position? I'm the one?" Marisa rejected him because she was confused about what to sit down. Both are the same on the floor and Marisa is unlikely to lie on the floor to make it easier for Rafi to cut her weeds out.
"Yes you are sitting on that chair," Rafi pointed at the chair that was on the dressing table. Marisa smiled faintly and obeyed Rafi's orders.
Rafi was really stunned to see the style of Marisa which is very challenging. His legs that stretched with his waist slightly forward, making the thing that was not wrapped in cloth look so beautiful in Rafi's eyes. Instead of directly cutting the grass, Rafi instead kissed the mound of flesh split with passion.
"God! Why even kissed him, Fi?" marisa protests. "In the cut is the grass first."
Rafi instantly immediately whinesan. "Yes, you're so seductive, Sha. Too bad you can't enter. Try it if you can, it must be very good," said Rafi while starting to trim the grass owned by the woman in front of him.
But even though Marisa felt an overwhelming turmoil, the woman was still able to hold her back from doing more. Marisa still remembered, there was a grudge that she had to finish first.For the matters of the bed, the, Marisa prefers to brush him off first and she is also determined to give up her child body for the young man who is picking grass around objects under Marisa's stomach.
After the pruning was completed, Rafi again kissed the object many times. Rafi's mischief comes to a standstill when Marisa decides to take a shower soon. Rafi gave an irritated snort, and she with her face bent back towards her room. While Marisa only smelled a smile and shook her head several times, looking at Rafi's behavior that seemed upset.
Time is moving forward and the day is changing again. Today Rafi will return to her routine after yesterday she had a day off. This time Rafi must continue to learn in the world of the company he will lead. It's a bit tiring, but Rafi doesn't want to waste this opportunity to change her social status that was once denigrated.
Elsewhere, two men appeared to stop the speed of his car in the middle of the road when in front of him a traffic light showed a red light. Two men who had tattoos on the back of his hand seemed to be circulating his gaze around the road with a gaze like paying attention to something.
"Maybe we've reached Rafi's village, bro" said one of those sitting next to the driver. "Well, look at the name of the tamannyw, isn't that the name of the hospital data," the man pointed to a large enough inscription that it was a city park.
"It's possible, but where is the address? Can't it be that the village isn't big?" the driver of the car chimed in.
"Yes I also know that, so mending we pull over first to the park, we ask the same people there all we rest."
"okay!" and the car drove into the park that one of the men had pointed at.
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