KIRANA (She Is She Too)
The Eps 37
Dance's eyes began to shut as Mr. Anton approached her. Feeling the breath of the papi. And ....
Tari's body was bristling as she felt her lips touched by something. Mr. Anton is kissing her. Transferring an energy that inexplicably made the feather I was sitting on the girl stood up. The new sensation that even with Yoga, he did not feel it. The man brought Dance into his arms. Holding the nape of the girl so as not to escape from her ciu.
Slowly, Mr. Anton began to melu*mat lip Dance. Kecu*pan for the sake of kecu*pan he gave. The man also took a slow bite of the lower lip of the Dance to open up, providing a way for him to explore the deepest area in his girl's oral cavity. The dance that began to drift will be a gentle touch of the papi only resigned when the papi's tongue began to obscure every corner of his oral cavity. Strange waves began to spread in each joint. Without realizing it, Tari replied to Mr. Anton slowly, although still too stiff. Got the green code, Mr. Anton didn't waste a chance. The man deepened his ciu*man.
The girl began to fall asleep with the sensation she had just felt. His whole body bristles receiving the first ciu*man between himself as well as Mr. Anton. The man also enjoyed the sensation he had just felt for the first time with his girl. Dance's soft lips made her unwilling to stop touching her.
The man gently stroked her girl's head. The sense that he had for years dimmed suddenly wanted to come out free tempestuous. He wants more than just kissing*man. The papi brought Tari into the room by not releasing their pagutan. The dance can only be resigned when the papi leads him into the room. The desire within him had already taken control of his brain and heart. Ah, the innocent girl, just given a gentle treatment and ciu*man full of feelings just been complacent and not aware of what he did.
The old man's hands began to dare to guerrilla down the back of the girl's body. Absorb every inch of the back of the Dance gently. Mr. Anton's fingers stopped on both of Tari's shoulders and squeezed them slowly. Ah those sweet lips, Mr. Anton won't let go. Mr. Anton touched Dance's neck again. It was so soft that the girl felt goosebumps.
"I love you so much Dance!" Mr. Anton let go of the pagutan.
Netra they sat at each other. I don't know what Tari is feeling. The warm demeanor of Mr. Anton momentarily erased the name Yoga in his heart. Mr. Anton is back to kiss the lips of Dance. The girl was again closed to enjoy every kiss that Mr. Anton gave her on his face.
The man's forehead, cheeks, lips, kisses are getting down the recesses of the Dance's neck. Dance looked up, the increasingly blazing sensation managed to master her common sense. Jemari, Mr. Anton, did not remain silent. The touch is getting down to just above the chest of Dance.
"G ...." Jumped dance. The girl immediately pushed her papa away.
His heart was pounding and his breathing was irregular. Dance began to awaken. The touch he had just felt in his sensitive area managed to restore his senses.
"Ah, forgive papi dear!" Mr. Anton approached and tried to hug her.
The man also apparently realized what he was doing to the girl. The desire that appeared almost made him pluck the half-ripened fruit. Dance rewinds her body rejecting the embrace of the papi. The pretty face of Dari is now adorned by a scared ra who comes suddenly.
"Sorry baby, papi didn't mean to hurt you." Mr. Anton is sorry. He no longer approached the girl, fearing that his desire would return if he touched the girl.
Mr. Anton millik wall clock in that room. It turned out to be 3 in the morning. The man immediately asked Tari to sleep and rest because tomorrow they would go around the village. Mr. Anton stepped out of the room leaving Tari in that place alone.
While Dance, the girl felt confused why she could suddenly fall asleep with the touch of the papi. Two years together, he keeps boundaries with the man. But a second ago, even he was enjoying the gentle pagutan demanding from the papi. Just imagining it makes her cheeks blush and her body again bristles. Dari shook her head slowly trying to cast away the shadow of the scene she had just done. Soon he got into bed and pulled out the blanket. Hopefully with sleep, the shadow of the incident just now did not return to his head.
"Good morning, baby!" greet Mr. Anton when he sees his girl approaching him.
Mr. Anton is currently enjoying a cup of warm tea in the living room. The girl just kept quiet. He still feels awkward about last night, where he blatantly follows the papi tongue game. But the more thought, indeed that's what he should do as the lover of the papi girl. Even like Hanie, Tari should have done the same as a reciprocal of Mr. Anton's kindness.
Ah no, no! She's not that kind of girl. Let everyone stamp her as Mr. Anton's sugar baby, which is clear she never does anything beyond bounds.
"You why? Here!" The man patted the empty spot next to him.
"Why shut up, baby?" ask her again while stroking long hair Dance.
Dance shook her head slowly. "Papa Pih. Sorry semalem ...."
"Sttts!" Mr. Anton cut out the Dance speech.
"Neither apologize. It is precisely papi who must apologize to you because semalem papi can not control himself."
Dancing down. I don't know, he didn't have any sentences to express his current mood. Like a band floating on water, bobbing not knowing what to do.
"Now take a shower! When we finish breakfast, Papi will take you for a walk."
Dance smiled then nodded. He immediately returned to the room to clean up. Recalling the papi's words about the salvation of Yoga, Dance must obey all the commands and wishes of Mr. Anton.
"Where? You like the view?"
Dance nodded in excitement. Her papa took her to the top of a not so high hill. From the top they can see a vast expanse of green rice fields and several houses made of wood. The atmosphere in the place was still beautiful and seemed untouched by the city's civilization. Even there are still many village children who play on the outskirts of the rice fields.
Dance closed her eyes while smiling and breathing deeply in the air. Enjoy fresh air without pollution. Mr. Anton watched her from the side and smiled. Well-favoured. To him, there was nothing more beautiful than the girl. The atmosphere of the village is still beautiful and fresh air, no more beautiful than a person who has filled his heart, Tari.
