Don't Be Ferocious Dong, Non !

Your touch, dear

Tonight, this,

You're mine.

I fell in love with a beautiful-eyed angel.

Her hair was softer than silk and her marble skin was glowing brightly.

Her name is Miss Dias, a name that seems luxurious.

I refused when you ruled.

I can't stand the libido that always flows blood.

I grabbed him by the nape and forced him closer.

Yeah, I'm a little rough tonight.

I'm sorry but I'm full of passion.

He looked at me worriedly, but seemed undaunted.

"Would you back off or not? I assure you today you will not be safe in my hands" my challenge, vulgar words, porno and willful.

"You're in charge" he gave me a chance.

"If I'm in charge, your first time will be traumatic,"

"Try it," he challenged me back.

Ho, well if that's what you want Miss Dias My Beloved.

I will accept your challenge.

Like it or not, I will treat you as much as I can withhold a monster named s3xual in my bloodstream.

I kissed her. I sip deeply into his lips.

I heard he mend3sah slowly.

I let go because I wanted to know the look on his face.

“Danar..”.

“Hm?” I muttered as I pressed Miss against the wall.

Turtle his chest while I looked at those big brownish eyes.

Gorgeous, pretty,

As always, exciting.

And one more thing I caught from the way he looked at me, was...

Unmannered.

Then I realized, from the beginning, he gave himself to me, voluntarily.

Innocent miss, trying to be naughty to me.

From the very beginning we met, he already knew the real me, but he still captivated me.

Stupid me, though,

It could be, from the beginning of the match, without having met him had even accepted me.

Missy, missy,

Forgive my stupidity, please,

And now accept my surrender.

Then without giving a cue I grabbed Miss's nape back and pulled her closer.

He likes kukasari, he doesn't fight.

This time I gave him a kiss that was quite intense, deep enough, with a little tongue-in-cheek play and a tempting reception, the result of a dozen years of experience as a player.

And my hands?

Infiltrate into her thin pants and play the middle part of her womanhood gently.

He's been very wet, already,

Heard his surprise.

I was happy and more intimate teasing him.

"I like it when you sound like that." I whispered between our kisses. My fingers are going deeper.

He complained of holding back favors.

“Danar, don't be too..”

Ahhh, I forgot.

He's the same, and I'm a sinner.

If I'm not reminded, I'll keep moving forward.

"You're the most beautiful woman in my life" I whispered.

I accelerated my finger movements. My middle finger and ring finger rubbed at him many times.

"Danar.." he returned mend3sah.

His grip on my arm tightened. His nails stuck in the muscles over my arm.

Bemoan,

But it's getting me excited.

The sweat and breath hunted into one, dyeing the cold air into heat.

His d3sahan will be a more melodious voice than his angry screeches. My mind will record the sound until the end of my life.

Then I feel like he's gone...

His grip on me loosened, his breathing long yet trembling. Miss is trying to control herself.

Me?

Satisfied,

Just by looking at it like that I already feel like the most manly man in the world.

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POV Miss Dias Hardiyata.

Today, this day,

My world is beautiful.

The man of my dreams is entangled in my net, he doesn't even try to break free.

Also what makes me feel more and more that God is still very dear to me, is my man deliberately netted my snare.

That's how it is, Danar Sanjaya, admitted.

This afternoon, he fucked me.

He took shamelessly enjoying myself, as if I were his for a long time.

And that's true.

When he left me, I was like anj1ng the owner left behind. Walking aimlessly, barking when meeting others, doing mischief even though very scared.

I was panting to catch my breath.

It feels amazing.

Relief as well as a feeling of regret adorned my head, making my heart beat faster.

He, my man, wiped my tears.

Her touch was gentle, her caresses touched my heart.

His big hands could treat me with care, like I was a fragile bubble bursting.

I didn't mean to cry, tears came down without me noticing.

Then he kissed my forehead gently.

And hugged me tightly.

“I love you,” sentences that I think are romantic, but full of falsehoods. I still don't trust people who easily express love.

Then, he whispered again, “Thank you, for sacrificing for me,”

I took my word,

I now believe in the power of love.

Then my ego reappears.

I pushed her up, I grabbed my bag which I thought was quite heavy because of the iron hook, and then I hit her with it many times.

“Sama-sama, jerk guy,” muttered.

He was lying on the floor, chuckling. “Do not ferociously dong, Non. You also feel good,”

“Awas if you asked me for anything,” I cried.

“Sini,” hisses.

I round my eyes.

Is this guy in front of me crazy?! He said ‘sini’, he thinks I can be ruled that easily?! My release was an outward reaction, not that I could submit to him.

“Sitting here,” he patted his lap. “My turn,”

“Dream just there!” i slapped him.

I slapped him once.

My fingers until it hurts and heats up.

He didn't budge and even grinned.

Oh my God, that grin.

It looks sneaky but it makes me feel amazed.

He was very handsome with that cynical smile of his.

My hand went up, preparing to slap her again. He even advanced swiftly gripping my jaw with both hands.

Then kiss me for a long time.

“I need your hand,” whispered.

His grip was very strong, my head was fixated on the spot.

I know what he means, I'm determined it won't be that easy to drop. “I'll squeeze you as hard as I can,” threatened me.

“You are beautiful....” I heard her mumbling while kissing my neck, now her hands are on the back of my head, grabbing my hair so that my head jerks slightly back. Her, I don't feel pain. Even from his touch I felt a passion.

My hand was led down, and he stuck it between his thighs.

Something hot and hard behind it.

“Please,” murmur. “Know ye, my Queen, to satisfy your servant sahayamu,”

I don't know why I laugh. His poetic words make me look like a charmer.

He also laughed when he heard me laugh.

“For your cursed slave to get to the heaven of the world?” continued.

“Crazy Basics!” I'm still laughing.

“Hehe, I consider that an agreement,”

“I don't take responsibility if yours scratches the nails,”.

“As far as you want to flap,”

“If you come out, I'll stick that liquid to your cheek. So we break even!” I muttered remembering the past.

“You tell me to lick too I want to,”

“Serious?”

“Home,”

Next, we kissed again.

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POV Danar Sanjaya's.

Must Accelerate.

Our marriage must be accelerated.

I want every day to stare at her jelly face, the dullness of her resigned body curled up in my arms like this, I want every day to caress her beautiful shining hair and kiss her forehead as often as possible.

Also, call him ‘my wife’.

After he gave me a touch until I let go of my seed, I took a shower. By the time I got out of the bathroom, Miss was already asleep in bed.

I'm approaching, I'm caressing his cheek. He opened his eyes a little and pulled me to the point that Suoaya was lying next to him.

And hugged me until he fell asleep again.

Until now I have no power to move. Enjoy this moment, I enjoy the time as if stopping, I enjoy our solitude.

We did the detachment still with clothes on, without him having to lose his girlhood.

My greatest accomplishment.

I don't want to ruin it either. It must remain sealed until I truly have it through an oath before God.

But, uh,

I know, from now on we'll both have a hard time resisting s3ksual temptations. I'm not sure I'll survive either.

Sorry Miss, ma'am,

From now on, my attacks will be even more intense. You might be overwhelmed facing me.