Don't Be Ferocious Dong, Non !

Your Lovely Calf

Slave, slave, errand boy, loyal follower,

What's his name,

So whichever one I'm willing to,

Being close to you at all times.

I retreated the reality that almost came out of these lips.

I want to say,

You're beautiful for who you are, honey,

Because,

If it's bad to look like you, how does it say beautiful?!

Are you the angel of heaven who fell into the world because your wings were broken?

I almost screamed with excitement.

Luckily, I remembered what Windy said,

Boss, please take care of the image, do not plain planga-plongo ordinary kayak, can go down the authority.

Such is.

Good thing my secretary is a 40-year-old mother of 3, like a sister to me, so I can speak the truth.

Once I couldn't find my pen, and he found it right next to the laptop but it just slipped a little into the periphery. And I was called :

Wear the boss's eyes, don't use the heart. Until Shiratal Mustaqim is opened to the public will also not meet.

A quote that is very useful.

Back to my problem, though,

In desperate conditions, hm, not right.

Repeat, repeat,

In the condition of being urged sexy crazy body with busung chest as soft as a dacron, I tried to stare at my Beloved Miss expressionlessly.

My face is in Jaga Image mode.

And my lips said, "Miss misunderstood, I came to this house just to work because it needs money. My entire financial facility was bought by my father" I said, half lying.

"Why should my house be?"

"Because his salary is the greatest,"

"What happens if you get caught by Sanjaya's youngest child who has broken the cord of the two families?"

"I'm not sure anyway well, my friend broke up because I ran away, "my mouth while trying to smile cynically.

I want to see him glare at me.

Also wanted to see him yell annoyed at me.

If necessary he slapped me tight to the cheek.

As per my prediction, he glared at me.

Gorgeous, pretty,

Very sweet and cute.

Extra reddish cheeks, so upset he.

"Those from the conglomerate, the intelligentsia will not waste time hating each other to set aside affairs of funan only because it is triggered by the problem of arranged marriage. There must be political and bureaucratic problems as the original trigger,"

It's just my excuse.

In fact, it's a matter of prestige because I'm annoyed that I ran away from an arranged marriage.

Yeah, that's our parents.

But from the large conglomerates and business people in the country, known as 12 Dragons, there are still many opportunities to get tenders from other projects.

Hardiyata Family, owner of PT. Safir Mulia Group, is a Retailer that houses some famous trademarks from Europe. When European branded goods want to penetrate business into this country, they can not establish their own company on their behalf. Must pass PT. Their new sapphires can sell goods here.

Recently they even ventured into the banking business. Ms. Dias is one of the Directors at Safir Bank International.

While my father, Adi Sanjaya from Jade Construction and Building is a large construction company with a specialization tender building and road construction.

It is a big project if they are united.

But still think of the ego because of matchmaking.

Though his son a lot.

Why should I?

Never mind, because of that I can get to know Miss.

And I feel so grateful.

Now just run my acting.

Ms. Windy said, beautiful women are usually interested in badboi but not fakboi.

I don't really understand what that means, but I'll just do what I can.

Miss took me off while biting her lower lip. He hesitated, he counted my words.

I'm sure he's starting to falter with his own assumptions.

"So if I introduce you to my father by saying that you're a child, man." asked Miss.

My neck is bleeding!

The scratches are deep, perfect!

"Don't" I said quickly. "It could be a world war,"

"Curtain! Know what you really mean! You want to sabotage my father, don't you!"

"More to... Want to re-establish friendship, but do not know how,"

"Would I tell dad your true identity?"

Whoa! He threatened me!

Started exciting, this...

"Frankly Non, I don't want to be betrothed because I have..."

"Women you like. Ck! Goddamnit!" He cut my sentence.

I mean, having your own principles to get to know each other from new beginnings slowly to the marriage stage. Marriage problems do not sat set. Are we selling?! It's a matter of the heart, you know... Not business!

But it seems to get even more exciting if I just shut up.

"Who is that woman? The person you dreamt of getting wet earlier?!" Searched me.

I'm down.

Can't stand to see her beautiful eyes. Wrong I held him in my arms, if I didn't turn my face away.

My faith wavers...

My consciousness began to flee.

Satan began to persuade me slowly.

Miss galau,

Did I just kiss her directly? who knows if things will turn around, he will become a slave.

The devil whispered to me

Nah! Nah!

I should be his slave!

I'll kiss her feet, crawl after her and hold her abrasions.

Miss must be my Queen!

"Beautiful than me?" ask again.

I'm quiet again.

Silence means 'yes'.

I mean, silence means not knowing what to answer.

Because there is no other woman, there is only Miss.

"What's he like? It must be calmer and not as parsnip as me, right? It could also be, she is more graceful and kayaraya," sounded envious of your tone Miss.

I wanted to tease her, so I chimed in, "She's sweet, like an angel. Her smile was mesmerizing, but the frown grew even more adorable. Miss's right, she's graceful and kayaraya,"

I mean you, baby...

You're the sweetest woman I know.

Miss turned her face away with a very gloomy face, it almost felt like she was about to cry. Could I be hallucinating?

"If you don't want my father to know, you must obey all my words" said Miss.

"Well, all I can do is Non, which I consider harmless," I keep the image. I was told to hang myself, too.

"Your salvation is in my hands, you are still arrogant!"

"Non, our father is retiring soon. The throne will roll. We'll both be in business trouble. What would happen if I died at the hands of Miss? It could further destroy the relationship of two families in the future,"

Well, the Miss of the violence fan also seems to.

"My first order, break up your boyfriend!"

I just shut up.

"Java!" yells.

"Hm," I muttered. Extra pretend lazy.

"Be aware that you've been caught dating!"

"Hm" I muttered again.

"Then, I sleepy, you put my foot on me until I go to sleep" he turned and walked to his room.

In my heart I cheer.

Miss's feet are my dream.

My fetish is wild with foot problems.

Especially the level and skinny like Miss's.

What was I imagining?

I fantasized about that leg over my head,

Kick me till I bounce

Stomp on me with deep hatred,

Then she poked her tiny fingers in front of my nose,

And told me...

"Andar! Don't you just talk!" exclaims Miss from the doorway of her room.

"Yes, yeah... Don't be rude, Non! My face bent over an old palpitations later," I grumbled as I walked towards him.

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"Now!"

His feet were out in front of my nose.

The arrangement of tibia and fibola bones wrapped in smooth skin is as beautiful as silk,

A mesmerizing anatomical braid that flirts with planned movements,

Trying to lure me up by being raised close to my sense of sight.

I almost fell asleep, but I realized, too,

That in this world instant stuff is almost impossible,

There must be cause and effect, purpose, purpose,

So I have to be more careful and stick to the original plan.

But ...

Holy hooch!

Why did all my hopes come true?!

Too much, my God!

Also,

A very big thank you to You too.

My position is currently sitting on the soft chair that Miss used to use for the dressing table, located next to her giant bed.

Miss half-lying faced me, and next to her feet held aloft, as if to show off her sacred thin triangular cloth to me.

I looked at the middle of his thigh, then into his eyes, then into the triangular cloth, then into his eyes again.

He knew I was blatantly looking but behaved as if he really wanted to show me.

Damnit damnit! Damnit damnit! Damnit damnit!

The purpose of this Miss in front of me is obvious

He tried to lure me

Makes me drunk

Then it could be after that dropping by unloading everything!

He wanted to embarrass me in front of people

Because I broke her heart first

Without being able to control, unintentionally, without me knowing this beautiful figure of you,

I'm sorry Miss, your pretty face has to be smeared because of me!

And even more annoying in these moments, what I had in mind was the voice of my secretary!

Boss, please take care of the image

Boss, don't be careless

Boss, hold the heat

Boss, sneak back to the office, because I replaced the boss to take care of everything!

Patience Danar, Patience...

Right now all I can do is try not to get hooked,

And trying with all his might as if he was not interested, while desperately holding my wriggling libidoku..

Try to calm down while reaching for his legs and start massaging the eye area of his feet slowly.

Imagine that the one in front of me is not Miss

But the girls at the spa and club often serve me

Without heart, without pleasure, we need each other

They need money, I need an outlet for passion

Miss is still looking at me.

From the twinkle of his eyes, I could judge that he was testing me.

Am I just a jerk who deserves to be bullied,

Or I'm worth more than that.

I also watched him from the corner of my eye,

Occasionally glanced at him by acting lazy and cynical

What can I do to bring the lady down to bring me down?

Maybe first, maybe,

Find out the sensitive point.

My right hand went down his thin calf to his knee, stroking it in a normal motion when my pheromones were attacking.

He moved a little.

Uh!

I immediately realized that he was not used to the touch of the opposite sex.

Especially in the private area like I do now.

I decided, attacking with elusan again. This time my hand touched it in a circular motion,

And almost to the groin.

Duag!!

He kicked me!

His kick was crushing on my chin.

“Do not sassy!” annoyed.

But his face was very red.

My head was dizzy and my ears were ringing.

Pain, pain, pain,

But very delicious.

My lips reflex immediately grinned. And looked at him mockingly.

He looked at me, and shriveled.

Maybe he realized that he had pushed the active button of a bastard.

This is what I want, erotic torment like this.

Miss, I'll drop you in my arms soon!