MAFIA HOBBY FARMING

MAFIA HOBBY FARMING
Chapters. 51. Mother And Son



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Early in the day, Brid secretly returns to the Mansion. There was something he wanted to take. For months he left the Mansion.


Brid entered the workspace. I don't know what he's doing in there. No one is allowed to enter the private workspace. Even the workspace door uses a secret password.


From the other direction Gres walked. Actually, he wanted to get some drinking water. But his steps came to a halt when he saw the shadow of Brid's figure in dim lighting.


"Brid," murmured Gres behind the corner.


Not long after Brid came out of the study. He then walked to the main room. Seeing that made Gres rush back to the room.


Intentions to take drinking water he undo because this is his chance to talk a lot with Brid.


Arriving in Gres' room hurriedly replaced his nightgown with lingerie. She misses the touch of her husband.


On the bed Gres started his act. He laid his body hugging the bolster in a challenging position, without a blanket.


Clamps


The door to the room is open.


Clique


Room lights are turned on because every sleep lights must be turned off.


The position of challenging Gres made Brid's malleability rise. They haven't warmed each other for a long time.


"You did manage to tempt me," Brid murmured with a smirk smile.


He immediately opened the jacket and all the cloth attached to the stocky body. While Gres smiled triumphantly with his eyes closed.


Brid is approaching the bed. The fingers began to traverse the tip of the foot until it ended in the red lips of Gres.


Gres squirmed feeling that soft touch.


Hmmp


Gres opened his eyes when he was in a rough lum att by Brid.


"Honey," said Gres, pretending not to know Brid's arrival.


"You're very seductive" Brid whispered as she stroked her earlobes.


"Where have you been all this time? I miss you so much and worry about you" Gres said with teary eyes. He rose to embrace Brid tightly, letting go of longing all this time.


"Satisfy me tonight."


Instead of answering, Brid asked for something else.


Gres smiled at Brid's request.


Brid laid his body. Gres started the action. Tonight he will lead the game.


Bapblebup....


Beds swaying due to Gres' wild action. He managed to make Brid not warty.


"You're a great baby. The older the better," amazed Brid after their long groans.


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Next day


Inside car.


"Where are we going?" asked Gres repeatedly.


Brid did not answer, he remained focused on driving.


"Dear jawab?" gres is back. He was very curious because they spent a 2-hour trip with narrow access roads.


"You'll know later. You better sleep because the trip is still 1 hour away" said Brid.


Gres's eyes were rounded, indeed a long way to go, coupled with the path so destroyed. Not wanting to overload the mind he followed what Brid said. Besides the drowsiness, as a result of their struggle last night.


In an instant Gres fell asleep. Brid glanced at it with the tip of his eye. When a smile rises on his lips.


His love for Gres deepens. Even he wanted to always be with Gres, so he took his wife to a corner of the city.


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"Where are we?" gres asked when his eyes opened. He could look around like he was in a forest. "We're in the woods? why did you bring me here, baby?" gres said with a look of astonishment.


"There's a little surprise, you'll know later. We'd better get down" Brid said.


Both got out of the car. Brid brought Gres into the house that is their warehouse or association headquarters all this time.


Not wanting to make Brid's mood change, Gres followed in silence.


Brid took Gres straight to the cellar. "Darling what is this place?" gres asked, stopping his steps.


"Relax baby I can't possibly harm you" Brid said in a soft tone.


Deg


Gres' mouth immediately clenched and eyes rounded hearing the sentence escaped from Brid's mouth. For decades they have lived together, this is the first time Brid calls him with a call of love.


Brid puts on a smile while embracing Gres' waist. For whatever reason, Gres' heart stopped beating.


How not, this time Brid's treatment is quite strange. Men who are known to be cute and not found in the dictionary about intimacy or romance. But this time he showed a different side, a side that Gres never got other than when in bed.


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Aaaq.....


Halfway to the center of Gres and Brid's cellar heard someone screaming. Shouts like torture.


"Sweet whose voice is that? it seemed like he was in pain" Gres said as the sound of the screams was not just one time but repeated over and over.


"He deserves that shout" Brid said with sparkling eyes. It was a clear sign of victory in him.


For whatever sake Gres doesn't understand. It's getting marketing. With quick steps down the hallway of the underground warehouse.


There Ben was tortured repeatedly. He really cannot fight. Dizziness and nausea again tormenting him, even he let out his stomach in place.


"Take me off, you son of a bitch!" Shouted Ben trying to escape from the chains on his hands and both feet.


"It's not that easy, young man. Haha....." Laughter filled the cellar.


Brid and Gres arrive in the room.


"Who, who's he dear?" gres asked just looking at that plain back, with a scar full of lashes.


"Let me introduce you" said Brid, pulling the slender waist, bringing her closer to Ben.


Prok


Brid clapped his hands, causing Ben to open his eyes.


"Who is she, baby?" hearing a soft voice full of worry made Ben raise his head.


Deg


Instantly Ben's body froze to see the figure of the woman in front of him currently with Brid. Even they spread intimacy, where Brid embraces Gres' waist.


"Mommy," Ben's inner.


Ben's blood is boiling. If only he hadn't been tied up, he might have strangled that woman who was none other than his own Mommy


"What is their relationship? why would he be with that son of a bitch? could it be, could it be them?" ben is unable to continue his words.


Not only Ben who froze, it turns out that Gres felt it. Even his heart was pounding looking at Ben's face.


"He, he... wasn't that time?" gres remembered.


Ben and Gres met in silence. Ben stared with meaningful eyes. While the look in Gres' eyes described full of questions.


"Who is he, baby?"


Hearing that sentence made Ben's blood boil even more.


"He kidnapped Arabelle. Our daughter!"


Deg


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