Friend Outrage

34. Remembrance

"Ji, just lick it, baby. Ah,,,,"****** length Cindy graced the voice call. Without warning Clara immediately closed the call.

"Crazy climbing?! Being intimate activities even picked up my phone.!" Clara snapped on her own phone screen. A feeling of annoyance certainly filled his mind at this moment. But other than being annoyed, there were other feelings running through her. And Clara tried to hold all those flavors deep. "Hufht, watch out later if I meet you I'll make your cat food, Cindy."

Clara then chooses to clean the files on her desk because she has the intention to go home. Finished with a pile of files, he turned off his laptop. A few minutes should he use to wait for his laptop to die perfectly.

"Kok, Cindy's words just now are familiar," thought Clara as she stared at the screen of the laptop in process.

A shadow appeared in his mind. A shadow about a night in a room with very minimal lighting. There are two people who are mixing love. Both of them seemed to give up their desires without caring about anything that would be a problem for them. Moreover, the woman who looks very enjoy every touch of the man. Even occasionally the woman makes melodious sounds that can make all men float like into the sky.

"Ah,, ah, ah, um,, jan, not in, gi, git." The woman closed her eyes. His teeth bit his lower lip trying to withstand the turmoil that will come out every time. Sweat after sweat alternately wet the white skin and smooth the woman.

His hands wildly grasped the sheets and hair of the man playing there. Even as the man started playing with hers, he clutched the sheets even more firmly. Without being able to withstand the turmoil of taste, the woman could only resign once the man started to insert his an* into hers.

Once again Clara washed her face. He hopes that with the cold water can make the dirty thoughts in his brain can disappear. He has experienced something like this several times. Just a little excitement can make him remember the events of that night. And the worst was when he saw his own curves. Yes, every time Clara saw her own body made her recall the events of that night.

Even a few days ago he was swept up that night just because he saw people eating. To be honest, it bothers him quite a bit. But because of the many activities he has done lately, he does not take too much care about this issue.

"Well, it'll disappear on its own." He said every time that perverted thought came up. After that Clara glanced at the clock in her hand. "Hhmm, rather than keep thinking about it, I'd rather just go home."

Clara came out of the bathroom and grabbed her bag. He put in some files that he would bring home. After that, he walked out of the room and headed straight for the elevator. His hand pressed one of the buttons to go down.

"Ah, it looks like cooking noodles is going to taste good." Angan Clara when she was in the elevator.