Duda Casanova Stuck Love Girl Bar-bar

A girl who was taken

“You won't be able to open that door because I already threw away the key.”

The weathered bujang turned his body and in one of his hands, grasped a gun attached to the woman's chin.

While holding back the turmoil of desire with such a dark aura the man kept telling him to open the door, regardless of the look on the face of fear because he first saw the scary look in the eyes.

After the door opened Morgan left the woman with a restraining rage for failing to get her wish.

Goddamnit! Why is having you this hard? I've admired you for so long, cheered you on and you're the only man I want to be. But why is it so hard to reach you? I've loved you for so long.

He needed a place to vent his anger by leaving the place because there was still time to make a Morgan bow before him.

Morgan the weathered bachelor could not stand the temperature of his body burning and the man needed a release because he felt the overwhelming heat.

From the outside there is a girl who is being invited by her gay friend. However, the girl refused to go inside.

“Come, go inside.”

“No thank you .. I better just go home.”

“No vehicles passing by and if you want you can wait for me.”

The image of the girl who was invited by her old friend nodded in agreement because she really did not want to enter the place.

“Don't go anywhere until I'm done with my business.”

Shortly after about fifteen minutes passed the girl was startled by someone who was a little familiar to her.

A high dose of a bug has taken hold of Morgan Gayatri Smith's mind and left the man with no memory of anything that was happening to him.

“P .. ak. Where do I want to take you?”

I don't answer questions from the girl. The weathered bujang pulled his hand and took it somewhere else.

After arriving at his destination without wasting much time the man slammed into a rough slender body that Morgan unexpectedly landed a kiss on the lips of the girl.

“What are you doing, Sir!” The image thrashed under the weathered bujak confines of none other than Morgan Gayatri Smith.

“Be quiet!” he snaps with a heavy voice. “This is what you want from me, huh?”

As if the weathered bachelor thought the woman under the cage was someone who had been chasing him. “Now I will realize your wish and then get out of my life!”

Tonight is a bad day for Citra who without knowing the girl gave up a treasure that had been awake snatched by a man is none other than people only once met him.

Meanwhile, Morgan is relentlessly doing so with an innocent girl. Because, the man did it because of the influence of a staff that makes him not remember anything.

In addition to a melodious and very beautiful sigh in his ears and the two men who were met accidentally had delivered a Morgan Gayatri Smith into a figure that was so cold.

Having reached its peak with a howling of breath the man rolled away his burly body regardless of the wailing of the girl he snatched away.

Forgive the image that cannot take care of itself.

At midnight the girl flushed all over her slender body as it felt so dirty it had been stained that she also vowed never to see the man a second time.