Love Mr. Casanova

Friday Night 3's

Devan pulls Charla's hand violently out of the Club, as there is a lump of resentment in her chest seeing Charla arrive - suddenly appearing at such a party as a VIP girl.

"Devan!" charla screeched that felt pain in her wrist because Devan was too strong to grasp.

Devan violently threw Charla's hand and directly faced Charla who was holding her wrists which felt hot.

"What are you doing!" devan asked firmly and emotionally hardest.

"Devaan. I just want to find some entertainment!" replied Charla who was struggling in Devan's arm. "You haven't been looking for me in a long time!"

Devan pulled his hand that was hugged Charla violently.

"Don't you know a party like this is dangerous!" snarled Devan with a high tone.

"Don't it just contain dozens or maybe hundreds of people like you, Devan" said Charla dropping her head on Devan's chest.

"But they can treat you crazy!" devan said by emphasizing every word he said.

"Why? I even served your insanity dozens of times" continued Charla by patting Devan's cheek gently with a smile on her lips.

"Hmmh!" Devan wastes his heavy breath, "they're used to playing with prostitutes! do you want to be treated like a whore!"

"Haha!" Charla laughed with her hands around Devan's neck. "Aren't I your whore Devan I'm a bitch!" charla sniffed Devan's neck.

Spontaneous Devan distanced his neck from Charla's nose. Because Devan is very easy on the fishing line from his neck and ears.

"Stop!" devan said firmly.

"Why?" charla asked, who kissed Devan's neck.

Devan restrains Charla's shoulders and upholds Charla's way of standing as soon as she realizes something.

"What are you drinking?" ask Devan.

"Drink?" charla asked narrowing her eyes, "they only gave me a little alcohol before I came out!" charla replied in a hoarse voice. "That's not gonna make me drunk, honey!"

"It's not just alcohol!" snarled Devan again.

Devan sees Charla from toe to head, then immediately takes off her suit and puts it on Charla who wears a very mini dress.

"Devaan! my body!" said Charla who suddenly felt weak.

Devan took a deep breath, then pulled Charla's hand and took her to her place to park her car.

"Devan! help me! I can't stand it!" Charla hugged Devan's arm very tightly.

"Damn you Erastus!" aspir Devan lirih.

Devan again grabbed Charla's left hand and pulled her towards the hotel across the street. Charla has trouble balancing her body. With a strong breath to hold his nerves to Erastus because he had given Charla a stimulant drug, Devan brought Charla into the hotel lobby.

"Give me a room!" devan said at the reception.

"Okay, young master!" the Receptionist hurriedly took out one VIP card.

Without a word Devan held Charla limp mixed with heat that spread all over her body. Devan got into the elevator without anyone getting into it.

"Who's with Mr Devan? why is he like that?" ask one of the receptionists.

"I don't know! you must not forget who Young Master Devan is! better not talk too much!"

"Yes! than we're fired!"

In the elevator Charla had trouble regulating the motion of her body. He was enveloped in a passionate desire. He repeatedly tries to kiss Devan by pulling Devan's collar. But Devan always tries to hold Charla back. Only occasionally did Devan and Charla's lips intertwine.

"Charla!" call Devan tried to make Charla neutral, but it definitely failed.

Devan then escorted Charla out of the elevator and into the VIP room with the number corresponding to the card in his hand. They went into the living room of the hotel room.

With all her might, Charla pulled Devan's collar and kissed Devan's lips greedily. Devan was not rude, but he tried to resist by resuscitating Charla who was fulfilled *****.

"Mur!"

"Charla, stop!" devan said in the middle of Charla's attack.

Charla takes off Devan's black suit and drops it on the floor. And again trying to kiss Devan's lips with all his strength. Devan held himself back so as not to be provoked.

"Charla!" Devan distanced Charla's head which began to descend to kiss her sensitive neck.

"Why!" ask Charla in a high tone. "I've repeatedly helped you release your cravings whenever a prostitute traps you with stimulants!" charla. "Now I'm trapped, and you don't want to help me!"

Devan massaged his dizzy head temple against Charla. While Charla again attacked him and took off Devan's shirt buttons one by one. Devan resigned until Devan's shirt buttons were all released.

"Charla, stop!" devan said again as Charla kissed the chest of Devan's field.

"No!" charla said as she took off her mini-skirt button. "I want you!" said Charla whose desire was mounting.

"Devan!"

Devan pushes Charla into the glass chamber, and flushes Charla's body under the shower.

"Devan!"

"Shut up!" devan.

Instead of staying still, Charla hugged Devan's body tightly and kissed Devan's lips and neck.

"Charla stop!"

"You're tired of me? hemm!" ask Charla lirih.

"It's not so!"

"I miss you Devan!" charla said, "we haven't had sex in months! I thought you'd forgotten me!" he continued and returned to kiss Devan's chest that was wet by shower jubilation.

"Let's make love under the shower!" charla said teasingly.

"Charla, I can't make love to you anymore, or to anyone!"

"Why?" charla asked to take off her embrace.

"I want to change myself!" clearly Devan was staring in Charla's eyes.

"Then why did you come to the party!" ask Charla who started to get emotional.

"I just want to appreciate Erastus' invitation!"

"Lied!" sahut Charla with a shout.

"I'm not the old Devan!"

"Then why did you take me out of that place!"

"I don't like you like that!" devan replied firmly, "better, you're looking for a lover who really loves you!"

"Why don't you love me?"

"Because from the beginning of the relationship we are not to love each other!"

"Yes!" charla said in a high tone, "from the beginning I was indeed just your personal trash can!" charla said, pressing the word trash can.

"Charla!" devan snapped until he threw the bathroom. "I don't like anyone including yourself calling you a dumpster!" devan shouted with a sharp look at Charla.

"Then I ask you now! serve me, Devan!" charla kissed Devan on the lips again, and both hands tried to remove Devan's trouser belt.

Devan doesn't know what to do, he starts getting carried away when Charla puts her hand in and rubs her gun gently, and gives friction - friction using her thumb at the top, and the, which makes Devan's weapon instantly stand upright.

Charla kisses the neck and goes down to Devan's chest, the longer it goes down to the center of Devan's stomach. Both bodies are wet with a shower. Charla starts to take down Devan's CDs a little.

Sett!

Devan distanced Charla's head from hers, which was in Charla's grasp.

"Stop, Charla!" devan takes off Charla's grip. "You must neutralize yourself!"

Devan instantly fixed his CD, and took off his pants. Devan walked out of the bathroom. He took out a kimono towel inside the closet and locked Charla inside the room.

Devan dropped his body on the living room couch of his hotel room, rubbing his face rough.

"Devan!" charla cried out in annoyance, for her desire was not channeled. "Devaaan!"

Devan felt pinched with the cry of Charla that he left in the room. Every now and then Devan takes a deep breath and throws it away slowly. Remembering for many years he was always given satisfaction by Charla. But when Charla is in her current condition, she just does not want to have sex with anyone anymore.

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