Finding a Hot Duda Bed Friend
S-2 #57
"I don't want to sleep!!! But this 'little brother' of mine wants to sleep!!" Satria could no longer keep a secret from Mishella.
Mishella's eyes rounded and then looked towards Satria's pants. It does not look 'little brother' Satria who is waking up because 'little brother' Satria is still covered in pants.
"I beat up Hansara's friend because I saw the breng*sek man insert a stimulant drug in the drink given to Hansara. And I foolishly drank the drink, when I should have thrown it away!!" Finally Satria was honest.
"So now you..." Lirih Mishella he could not continue his words.
Satria nodded her head
"My male desire is very high right now, I think by driving a car at high speed I can divert my desire but it did not work." Satria.
Mishella just gaped at Satria's confession.
Satria returned to drive his car and parked his car.
"You wait here, let me take care of this first." Satria.
Satria got out of the car.
In the car, Mishella seemed to be thinking. Thinking of whether he should help Satria or let Satria suffer because of his un-channeled passion.
After thinking briefly about the decision she had to take, Mishella was steady with her decision.
Mishella got out of the car and ran into the inn.
Arriving inside the inn, it turns out Satria has got a room. With information from the innkeeper who told Satria's room number, Mishella hurriedly searched Satria's room.
"Here's the room." Lirih Mishella when she saw the room number told the innkeeper.
Mishella knocked on the door.
Inside the room, Satria who had just undressed and was about to walk to the bathroom was forced to put her boxer back on after hearing the door knock. He thought that knocking on the door of the room was the innkeeper who wanted to provide room service.
But it turns out...
Chequek. Bare-chested and wearing only his boxer, Satria opened the door.
"Shella's..." Screaming Satria when she saw Mishella knocking on the door.
"Satria..." Lirih Mishella when she saw the appearance of Satria's body.
Mishella if presented with a view of the chest of the field, muscular stock and sixpack stomach will certainly ngences as well.
Instead of answering, Mishella instead sneaked into Satria's room and pushed Satria's body away from the door and locked the door and pulled out the key attached to the door handle.
"Hey..what are you doing Shella!! Bring the key here!!" Satria snapped when Mishella put the key in her pants pocket.
"No!!!" Mishella answered and walked into the bedroom.
"Shell, what do you want? You do not realize that there is another crocodile cage that is starving now!!" Said Satria while following Mishella from behind.
"I'll help you vent your desires." Mishella answered while opening the shirt she was wearing.
Satria's eyes rounded wide at Mishella's words and saw the appearance of Mishella's body.
"Don't ngaco you!! Come out!!!" Reply Satria. Although the turmoil of his desire has become more uncertain because of the appearance of Mishella's body but he is still trying to use his sanity not to vent his passion to Mishella.
Satria pulls Mishella's hand but Mishella pulls Satria's hand back until their bodies are stuck.
"I gladly sacrificed my body to be your impingement Sat. Put on my body!" Mishella said as she kissed Satria's neck.
"Shell, do you realize what you just talked about?" Satria asked as she closed her eyes between enjoying Mishella's kiss on her neck but also trying hard to resist her desires and still maintaining her sanity.
"I realized Sat. Put on my body, I won't hold you accountable." Mishella answered, her hand is now stroking the abdominal muscles of Satria.
Satria pushes Mishella's body.
"No!! I won't do that to you!! Now out!!" Expel Satria.
Rejected by Satria, Mishella did not immediately despair. Even now Mishella opened her hotpants and covered her two meat mounds. Now all that is left in the body of Mishella is just a lacy triangular curtain that covers Eneng Tembem.
Seeing that Satria instantly turned her body.
"Hold Satria. You have to stay sane, you have to stay sane." Satria murmured inwardly to suggest to her body to resist the temptation that Mishella was harboring.
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