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Keep kissing, that's what Disha and Defan do. Both of their hands were already coiled around each other's bodies. Sometimes they tilt their heads so they can kiss more freely.
Along with that, Dimas came. He looks rained and tries to find Disha. Until his attention is fixed towards the shade of the couple.
Dimas's eyes. Clarify the men and women he sees. As a friend, he certainly knows the stature of Defan and Disha.
"No. There's no way it's Disha." Dimas didn't want to believe what he saw. He then walked closer.
Dimas could see Disha's face clearly, as Defan's head moved to the right. The man and Disha were still busy wrestling their mouths and tongues.
The deg!
Dimas. He froze in place. Then immediately turn around. After being convinced that the women and men he saw were Disha and Defan, his heart immediately hurt.
Dimas held onto his chest which felt tight. He really did not expect, Disha would prefer Defan over him.
Because of his extreme heartache, Dimas hurried away. He even thought he wanted to go straight back to Indonesia. Dimas has not been able to accept the relationship between Disha and Defan. Maybe he needs some time to calm his wounded heart.
As Dimas was leaving, Defan removed his lip from Disha's mouth. The two who had been closed, slowly opened their eyes.
Disha's face flushed. He threw away the face of Defan. "Wouldn't we go back to the hotel? I'll order a taxi" he said, feeling awkward.
Defan smile. He drew closer to Disha. "Can I know what that kiss means?" hatchlings.
"What the hell." Disha tried hard to hold back a smile. He wanted to get away from Defan. But the man's hands were swiftly coiled to his hips.
"Don't be too stiff as love. Especially if you fall in love with your own friends," said Defan. He hugged Disha from the side. Placing his chin onto Disha's shoulder. From there Defan stared at Disha's past-goals.
"Honestly, I'm scared now. Because you've been pointing your gun at me ever since" Disha said.
Defan rounded his eyes. He immediately looked at the lower part of the stomach. The same thing was done by Disha. It can be seen clearly there is something sticking out from behind Defan's pants.
Defan is now embarrassed. His face was reddened like a boiled crab.
"This is what happens when you touch me. I completely lost control." Defan said reluctantly. He hurried off his embrace.
Disha's eyes winked quickly. He took off Defan's jacket. Then tie his jacket to the man's hip. Until the intimate organs of Defan can be covered.
"Did this only happen when you were close to me? Have you tried it with another girl?" ask Disha.
"I think so. I've never tried it with another girl. You want me-"
"No! Don't even try!" Disha quickly raise her voice. He certainly would not let Defan experiment with other women.
Defan smiled immediately. "Why can't it?" tanyakanya. Intends flirting. One of his eyebrows raised.
"Think about it for yourself" replied Disha. Without looking at the other person.
Defan glanced at Disha. A smile spread across his face. He knows how Disha is. That woman is as proud as she is.
'If I hadn't done anything wrong, maybe until now I would never have expressed my feelings, ' Inner Defan. He and Disha left when the taxi came to pick up. Both returned to the hotel.
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Because it was raining, Defan and Disha clothes were rather wet. Now they just went into the room.
"Why what?" timpal Disha with perfectly rounded eyes. Especially when Defan keeps the door from closing.
"You take a shower" replied Defan. Short and relaxing.
"I first. You're after me," suggested Disha. He tried to push Defan. But he was pushed back. Defan kept pushing until the door was closed by him.
"Why is the door closed? What are you doing?" Disha asked again. His heart is beating no more.
"And I told you I was going to take a shower" Defan said.
"I also told you that I took a shower first. Ladies first, right?" Disha tried to calm down.
Defan smiled thinly. He stepped closer towards Disha. Until finally the woman was cornered to the front of the sink.
Disha's face was red. He opened his mouth because he wanted to talk. Instead of talking, Disha gets a kiss on the lips from Defan.
"Eummph!" Disha reflex closed her eyes. He felt the blood rushing all over his body. Disha powerless resisting touch Defan.
This kiss was very different from the one last night. Defan who felt his passion spurred, froze Disha's mouth with a savage.
Disha tries hard to keep up. Allowing Defan's two wild hands to touch every inch of his body.
One by one, Defan took off Disha's clothes. Then it was himself. Until now both of them did not wear a thread on their bodies.
Defan's lips immediately turned to another Disha body point. Giving a touch and a successful kiss makes Disha start moaning.
For the first time, Disha felt a touch of Defan in not being drunk. That's when he can remember what Defan did more clearly. Intimate activities now, restore memory that can not be remembered Disha when drunk.
Enjoy, that's what Disha can remember. It's only fitting that he doesn't try to put up a fight against Defan.
Disha and Defan's breaths begin to hunt. Both are getting carried away. Defan guided Disha standing behind him. Then the man did the unification.
"Toy!" pekik Disha's. When Defan has made a move.
"Sha, I think from now on you should stop calling me letoy." Defan said. Talk to Disha's ear. He spoke while not stopping to push back his hips.
Disha was about to respond to her husband's words. Coinciding with that, Defan further accelerated the movement. Making Disha should stop talking. He could not help himself not to sigh.
From behind, Defan groaned. His one hand did not stop playing his wife's breasts. The other hand is busy holding onto the sink.
Disha is becoming. Especially when he had to feel the peak of pleasure repeatedly. The lacing Defan gave off made his groans craze.
Kick for the sake of stopping done Defan. It gives rise to the sound of a special clap of meat. Everything ends when Defan has reached the top.
"Toy... Now I remember what you did to me while drunk.." - Sigh Disha while breathing. He slowly turned to face Defan. Disha bit her lower lip while looking at Defan with my eyes.
"You're right, Toy. I'm enjoying. Honestly, that's how I feel." said Disha.
Defan holds Disha's face. "I knew. But I don't think I deserve to be called a letoy" he said. He and Disha chuckled a little together.
"You're right. I seem to have to find a new nickname for you. How about a crow?"
"What?" Defan frowned.
"That stands for gallant and upright." Disha replied as she glanced down at the bottom of Defan's stomach.