DUDA IMPOTENT DESIRE

Unfasted

"Damn it.... They think this is mine, a mockery. You gilakkkk woman..!" umpat Akram was full of frustration. He prefers to just get out of the IGD room, even though the wound has not been examined by a doctor.

With a limp step, he dragged his feet looking for where his opponent's girl's collision was handled. Finally, he found it too. It turns out it's still in that IGD room, too. By settling the sludge behind the wall of the building, she peered at the sisters who were handling the woman who hit her motorcycle.

"Astagfirulah...!"

Clungs.. Nyut... Duars..

He almost jumped, because the turmoil he felt in the core, was extraordinary.

The cobra snake behind his CD swayed, upright. He held the wand. Hoping after being held, although still wrapped in a cage, can sleep weak. But, in fact, hers was even more tense and hard. It happened, because he accidentally saw the woman's thigh. That smooth white thigh was being sewn. And his eyes also accidentally saw the valley flanked by the two thighs of the woman he did not know.

Huuff..

I can't control myself anymore. He also threw away the view. His is hot and pulsating. Why does it become like this. He was very passionate, very passionate. But, strangely since the accident.

"Astagfirulah.. Oh Allah... Protect your servant from this crazy lust." Acram indolent, now he stroked his rumbling chest, as his li bido soared high, after seeing that smooth thigh. Four more years he prayed every day for his recovery. And right now, he felt like he was healed. Not impotent anymore, but koq once cured, even overdosed. It's dangerous, very dangerous.

"Yes Allah.. I don't want to be said to be a venereal criminal..!" He said slowly with confusion.

Huuff..

Akram rested his body that still feels pain on the wall. His entire body was still painful, after being knocked down during the accident he did not want to look at the woman who was being treated.

"La ilaha... La ilaha....La ilaha. 33x. Akram wants to dampen the turmoil of lust that feels rushing to the core. No change, hers was even more thrashing.

" Oh Allah... Do not give this test. I don't want to be a venereal criminal.. Subhanallah wal hamdulillah wallahu akbar..!" It comes back up to 33x. Both of his eyes closed, resisting the lust I.

"Jeez bang.. Koq's lying here." The two nurses who handled Akram earlier, apparently still looking for his whereabouts. He who was sitting stupidly on the floor of the building, surprised by the presence of the two sisters, was now right standing in front of him.

Akram threw away a glance, he felt ashamed at the two women. Because earlier, the two women discussed hers which on continues.

"See What..?" Akram glared his brown eyes at the two sisters. He said so, because the two sisters, glanced at the lyrics to the center.

"Emmmmm-fr.. Uhmm..!" The two sisters were nervous, they were embarrassed as well as Akram.

"I'm just gonna find a masseuse. I don't want to be treated..!" Akram said firmly. He tried to rise. At that time, a nurse wanted to help her.

"No, no need..!" Akram shook his hand hard. He doesn't want to be touched by women. She was afraid that hers who did not want to sleep were getting violent. He doesn't know what's happening to him right now. Whether any he can touch from a woman, his is instantly on. Or with a certain woman.

"Yes, yes bang..!" the two women stayed away. I dragged her feet which hurt.

Two steps later, he turned to the two sisters. "Where's the toilet?"

"Emmm.... Eeehs.. Toilets, huh?" ask one of the sisters with confusion. Yes indeed the two sisters were confused by Akram's strange attitude.

Akram nodded his head quickly.

"Toilet over there..!" Pointing to the left aisle, while Akram is currently walking to the right aisle.

"Yes bang." The two sisters replied with confusion.

Akram now walked, passing the two sisters from behind him. It was also then that the eyes of the two sisters followed his movements. It made Akram angry and angry. It's being hit, with a lack of confidence. Stared at people, he doesn't like. It becomes easy to feel and get carried away with feelings, aka baper.

"WHAT LOOK-LOOK... Want me to snatch you guys...?"

"NAME....!" the two sisters flew up, ran away in droves. Afraid of Akram's sharp eyes. Plus he holds a sensitive organ below his center that is on.

Huuff...

"Yes Allah.... Please, shut the hearts and mouths of those two crazy women, so as not to tell people about me." Akram sat up, he rushed to the bathroom. He had to take out his hot lava that had been settling for years. He was very homesick with the sensation of pleasure, when his toy gun pulled out liquid.

Arriving in a bathroom, which was quite clean. He hung his backpack on an iron hanger. He highlighted the size of the bathroom is quite spacious, about 2x2 meters.

Hufft..

He took a deep breath and exhaled it heavily. He was preparing to shake the arisan. He had not done such shameful activities for a long time.

As his hand moved into his vitals hard and vertically perpendicular formed a taper angle. He held the boneless organ. Admire hers who is now back mighty.

"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim... Allahumma laka shumtu wa bika amantu wa'ala rizqika afthartu. Birrahmatika yaa arhamar roohimin...! Gee whiz... Koq I so read the iftar prayer anyway..?!"

His grunts were upset in the heart. Why does he think to pray, when he wants to spill his liquid into the got.

Oh yeah, I'm gonna break this fast. It's been a long time, won't feel good when he comes out.

Hehehehe..

I was like a crazy person in that bathroom. He was very happy, because his illness seemed to have healed.

Sumringah's face and twinkle of twinkle was clearly printed on his face. He was again ready to do the arisan shake. He closed his eyes, began to imagine a beautiful woman, so that the process of rapid production was completed.

Akram focused his mind, imagining himself with some hot artist in bed. But, he even felt the difficulty to spell the culation.

"Crazy, this is crazy." It's in the heart. Then focus back on imagining a hot actress in holywood. But, it had been rubbed and rubbed dozens of times, there was no sign of spurting.

"Yes God.. Don't punish me with my recovery..?" he said with frustration. Staring at the sky of the bathroom sky with reddened eyes. Both hands were still clasping onto his tensed and hard possession.

At that moment, he remembered the smooth thigh that was being sewn earlier. Smooth thigh, belonging to a woman whose motor collided with that woman's motor. And faintly the face of the beautiful woman danced in his mind, of course he imagined the woman in his control. Imagining the woman he jot genes as strong as possible.

And

Aaauuww.... Arrhgggg.... Aarrgg...

His screams filled the bathroom. He groaned full of pleasure. A lifetime, just this time, it felt a matchless favor.

TB