MAFIA HOBBY FARMING

Chapters. 15. The Hareudeng Mafia

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In the bathroom nuanced all black, men with exotic skin immersed his body in the bath with cold water.

Ben put his head on the side of the bath with his eyes closed. The shadow of the remnants of his romance with a foreign woman a few months ago made the steel gun scramble very quickly.

Two small brown circles on both sides of the chest with overgrown fine feathers around it have hardened. That's a sign that he's aroused right now.

The muscular hand moved downwards, reaching for the hardened steel gun shaft revealing antennae looming all over the rod.

Shhh.....

The sexy bwbir was puffing, biting his lower bwbir felt a zazi penny being played with his own fingers.

Shadow when bwbir and li dah hers sip, pull, twist put** zv zv kemm bar belongs to the foreign woman.

Awwww....

The era of Ben is getting more and more peaking.

Feeling that he could not stand it anymore, he stepped out of the bathub. Then stand under the flow of the air shower.

Ben again clasped the steel gun bar, slowly moving back and forth while imagining how their battle was the other day. How the way the steel gun broke through or aimed in a narrow space, even managed to break something in there.

Dee zah raspy filled the bathroom even beat the splashing sound of the air shower. Indicates the steel gun is already aimed. The hot viscous liquid gushed out, contained within his palm.

Of course Ben wants to fall down, as if feeling his power is gone. In a hurry he cleans himself, and wants to rest his new body removing the pleasure poison.

"Little girl you made me dream," murmured Ben who was shown to the woman who had felt his steel gun.

With a step gontai Ben out of the bathroom. He immediately threw his body on the bed without wearing clothes first.

If only he hadn't played solo maybe not exhausted like this. He remembered how many rounds he had stuttered the woman, without feeling tired. Because that steel gun always shakes.

In an instant the roar of rough breathing rang out, a sign that he had entered into a dream. Ben is not difficult to get a woman to channel his zv breath but somehow he wants to have fun with his co-star for now.

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The door opened without knocking. That made Ben look at the door. "You entered without knocking on Bram's door," a stern kite from Ben to Bram.

"Boss. I'm sorry I don't think the boss is inside" Bram said, not knowing that Ben was in the base room because he knew Ben had no scheduled meeting at headquarters today.

"I'm tired of stanby at the base" Ben said as he turned off his cigarette statue.

"When do we sign cooperation with ALMERO GROUP company?" tanya Bram wants to know when the schedule is.

Ben looked at Bram with a frown. "You seem very eager to work with that company? is there something you're hiding Bram? you want to play with me?" ben said firmly, he felt a strange aura from Bram.

Bram gulped, he didn't want to be honest but he wasn't dealing with anyone carelessly.

"Bram!"

"I don't hide anything from the boss, the problem is now two weeks" Bram said.

"Tomorrow, we'll sign tomorrow. Set a schedule to meet clients," said Ben firmly, he was a little interested in the submission of cooperation with the company.

"What's? tomorrow's? tomorrow boss?" bram is like a fool according to Ben.

"One more month."

Huh.....

"You're like Bram's fool" Ben said cynically.

"The final answer is to wash your eyes" Bram said. Meeting Arabelle was not easy, the woman was not just anyone who could meet her, as if her presence at a certain time.

The two decided not to discuss the matter anymore.

"Still in the boss' place. The chairman of the Bird gang is still willing to appear directly," said Bram.

"Find their weakest point so that he comes out of hiding himself all this time" concluded Ben.

"Good boss."

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"Do Gres. Oh my god, nik Matt is so dear."

Hmmp

"Don't let go! Keep Gres."

Gres moved his hips slowly. While the man below her was rummaging indistinctly in a hoarse voice.

"Darling.." dee zahh Gres spewed a clear liquid.

Almero smiled feeling victorious. Now it's his turn to lead. As usual Gres just according to whatever style asked Almero.

Er angg long simultaneously broke the morning in the room.

Tin

The bedroom door button rang, indicating someone was knocking on the door.

"Darling who in the morning has disturbed it?" Gres rambled because his body was currently very exhausted from serving Almero.

"Open up there" Almero's decree immediately released a crack on Gres' body.

"Not happy to see people spoiling," his great-grandson was forced to let go of the hug and immediately got up to open the door. "Cover up your body first baby," said Gres because at this time the man perka za was still swallowed by a beard.

Almero immediately grabbed a thick blanket that had been scattered on the floor, then covered his body to the chest.

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Gres opened the doorknob with a grim face.

"Ara," she exclaimed as it turned out that it was Arabelle who was standing in front of the room door.

Arabelle notices Gres's messy appearance. The trail of smirk on the white neck was very clear as it was done just now. Instantly Arabelle remembered the thing she had experienced so that she made both her hands clenched.

"Am I interrupting?" arabelle said as if she understood the timing was not right.

"Honestly, you're disturbing. What's the matter in the morning when you knock on the door?" gres said with a grouchy face.

"I want to see Daddy, there's something important that I want to talk about because last night Daddy was late coming home finally I can't wait for Daddy's return" explained Arabelle with a hostile face.

"Who's boss is coming?" almero's baritone voice from inside wrapped around a towel around his waist.

"Dear, baby" said Gres, pulling his body back from the doorway.

Hearing Arabelle coming makes Almero Arabelle towards the door.

"Good morning dear," Almero said to Arabelle without feeling ashamed of her breastplate body.

"Morning is also Dad," replied Arabelle. "Sorry Ara is disturbing," he added with a lowered gaze. How he dared to look at Almero's body which also had a red stamp.

"No dear, you're not bothering at all. Hmm it just so happens that Daddy wants to take a shower, too" Almero said.

"Good Dad. Ara's waiting for Daddy at the dinner table, someone wants Ara to talk about work, "Arabelle said so that Gres doesn't think anything else.

"Dear, Daddy is coming down soon" said Almero as he rubbed the still-down head of Arabelle.

Arabelle leaves the room embarrassed by unintentionally disrupting the activities of her parents.

Seriate....