
"Prita. let's go home.."
After being satisfied to hug Jane who he thought was Prita, Satya took Jane to come with him despite staggering he still took Jane with him. Jane did not refuse, she really did not care where she would be taken at this time, the alcohol she drank was too much trouble for her at this time
Once outside the bar, Satya calls a hired driver who can replace him to drive his car. He sat Jane in the back seat as well as himself who then sat next to Jane to wait for the replacement driver to come.
Not going to his house, Satya chose to go to his apartment and take Jane there with him. Walking on the street because of the effects of alcohol, they arrive in front of Satya's apartment unit.
Jane has been uncomfortable since. He wanted to immediately take off his clothes out of rage. So as soon as he felt himself had entered the room and his body had fallen on the bed, she thought she was in her room and carelessly took off her dress so that she now only used underwear in the form of bras and underwear.
Even though Satya was already unable to focus, she could still see a woman that she thought Prita had undressed. He thought it was Prita who gave the code for him to do the husband and wife relationship they usually do.
You must miss me, don't you, baby.." Satya muttered while rubbing the cheek of Jane who was lying on the bed in her apartment room. The internal black color used by Jane was so evocative of Satya's desire for maleness because the color was in sharp contrast with the woman's white skin.
"Haha..alright.let's make a little sister for Jasmine.."
Satya moved up to the bed and positioned herself right above Jane who was still conscious but closed her eyes earlier because she was tired. Satya's hand opened her shirt until she was chested at this time.His fingers moved down an obscure face in the sight of her unfocused eyes. Then the fingers went down to touch the collarbone and Jane's shoulder that was clearly exposed.
"You're so pretty.." Her compliments felt a soft and smooth skin in the swab of her hand.
As soon as his hand was directly over Jane's breast, which was still wrapped in a bra, Satya fell silent and looked back at Jane's face. Then he put his face closer to Jane's face, his lips peeked, cheeks, and then Jane's lips were red. Several times he kissed the lips until then he************* was intensely. Her voice also did not stay still and began squeezing Jane's chest that felt different from what she had touched from Prita's, but her desire was no longer controllable, he continued squeezing the chest and felt a thickness filling his hand.
Jane felt her head hit by concrete when she woke up from her sleep. He tried to open his eyes but the dizziness he felt made him powerless even to open his eyes. His hand moved to touch the nightstand beside the bed and tried to find something, but what he found was empty, the awkwardness made him silent and opened his eyes.
And when he opened his eyes, he was more and more surprised by the state of the ceiling that was different from what he usually saw every morning. The ceiling of his room has cute ornaments with his favorite cartoon trinkets, Doraemon hanging from the ceiling. But now what he saw was empty. The ceiling clearly gave him a hint that he was not currently in his residence or Sandra's residence. She remembered Sandra's room was full of therapeutic fragrance, not the masculine musk-scented as her sense of smell breathed in.