Abstractal Nature: Diaries

Abstractal Nature: Diaries
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From minute to minute Jihan has not changed her activities, she is mutely staring at the streets, perhaps still thinking about the course material, clothesline, or the task at hand.


"Get in, stress, brother. Does Brother object?"


Jihan did not answer.


Nisa peeked at the other passengers in the hood mirror.


"Nina and Mercy's sister seem to fit in too."


"Well, diem.. Nis."


"Oh yes focus. Focus on the other brother ah. Damage is good" said Nisa. "Unch..!"


They arrived at the villa, a building that was quite luxurious and beautiful by local trees. The car stopped in a garage that had been parked the same black minubus.


Bregh!


Jihan closed the door, got off first. He shifted the door for Marcel so that no one would go before him, not be taken again. Jihan smiled at the hermit when she saw him.


"Thank you" said Marcel, then leaned up from his seat, coming out.


Jihan led Marcel down, holding the ascetic's hand. He treated Marcel like the last Cinderella on planet Earth.


"Awas keck, Beb."


"Yes, I'm wearing a wig. Scared off," Marcel acted while holding his head, pretending to keep his bald head.


"Hhh-hhh..! Dateng from far away for danger."


After Marcel came down, Jihan leaned Mercy to the door. While Nina was just coming out, quietly waiting.


Jihan looked at Marcel's eyelids there.


"The weather, honey," said Marcel, apparently knowing what Jihan would do to him.


"I'm a danger?"


"Yes." Yeah."


"Hhh.hhh.."


Jihan looked at the thin lips in front of her with a rumble that was there, her pent-up passion. He saw Marcel resigned to be pulled there, the aura of the hermit mafia seemed to disappear. Jihan immediately anchored her mouth, enjoying the rarest lips of her life.


"Two barbarians are not separated, welcome my villa, brothers," commented Nina as she walked away. "Gue check the mummy first, I'm waiting on te ka pe."


Cyciuph..! The cyipph!


"Hhh. hhh." Jihan panted as she took off her kiss. "You..?"


Marcel immediately nodded, his chest the same as being up and down. "Hhh. hhh.. How many daydreams, now?"


"Related. hhh. Want to go first, only you who just stiffened," said Jihan unbuttoned jeans.


Jihan grabbed Marcel's fingers without taking their eyes off.


Jihan blankets and wraps her lips before Marcel speaks again. He had already guided Mercy's hand, and then allowed the smooth finger to creep behind the pants. Jihan put one foot on the car's staircase, stretching the cruising.


Marcel tilted his head, welcoming the k*luman and Jihan's request. He freely moves his fingers in "situ" because of Jihan's own desire. Marcel keeps their kisses and kisses.


"Aagghs.. Bebs.. Ummgh!"


The second minute, Jihan's body suddenly jerked. He held Marcel in his arms, hugged the friend tightly while moving his hips several times in the pose.


Jihan lowered her legs, tightened her thighs, intercepted Marcel's hand to stay in his "place".


"Mom! Hhh.. Hicks.."


"Hhh. hhh.. No more?"


Jihan looked up, her eyes closed again, unable to answer the questions of her favorite people.


In the villa toilet, Jihan collapsed, she also rubbed her shoulders aka shower. He did not follow Marcel to the location of the mummy, which he said was a lusid too, Nina also found. Jihan sang with Deheman, her face was calm now.


Geck! Tok..!


"Sir Jihan..??"


"Ehhh.."


"Germimis down, brother. Get them yuk?"


"Yes, Nis! I'm staying showeran." Yeah."


"Oh yeah. Brother Jihan if you want to eat again, I prepared the cup noodles. Wanna don't?"


"What about yourself, how do you not seem to eat?"


"Yes, Brother. I made it all of you."


"Ooh.. Okay, Nis. Thanks yeah. I'm sorry, who doesn't know anything."


"Prayer dong Kak. Let's not test it. They don't bring raincoat because."


"Yes! Amen, Nis," replied Jihan.


Jihan gives a spoon, then gets up from the bathtub. Darling skin on his back to prevent the body Nizi who is helping "bride" so as not to fall.


"We have the same gini as Bebeb, Giz. Moga don't try."


"Amin, Milord. Hopefully not quickly down," said jeans in F1 pilot's clothes, let his body drenched because Jihan had opened the hose "rain".


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