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Thai Cassava

Bagja did not bother Dila's words were slurred, he swiftly brought Dila into his car.

"Where are your sins?" ask Bagja. Dila just looked at Bagja's face with a sad look.

"A Bagja why is it here?" tanyanya.

"Where are your sins?" Bagja repeated his question.

"No idea. eughh...! hots!!" Suddenly Dila wriggled like a hot worm. Dila who has lost his mind, he, pull the rope dress on his shoulder and pull the bra strap too so that his smooth shoulders are perfectly plastered and make his twin mountains as if going out of place.

"Stop! Are you okay?" tanya Bagja with a flushed face. Sweat poured from his forehead when he saw the beautiful dahhan.

"Gerahhh!!!" this time Dila lifted the dress until the smooth thigh was plastered clearly and displayed a pink safety triangle that Dila wore.

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Bagja painstakingly swallowed his saliva. Something behind his pants suddenly woke up and swollen. Sweat is getting worse. Bagja drove his car without caring for Dila who continued to swerve his body and raved incoherently. Finally he arrived at a hotel and immediately carried the body of Dila who was very hot after previously chek in a room at the hotel.

Arriving at his room, Dila immediately grabbed Bagja's lips impatiently. With a violent and wild Dila sipped Bagja's lips like a thirsty man. Bagja initially tried to refuse but he could not stand and not strong faith because Dila looks so sexy to be missed. They coo each other and smear each other, the kiss deepens and demands arousal that is getting bigger and bigger.

Dila couldn't stand it. With one move he took off all his clothes in front of Bagja until now his innocent body was perfectly plastered. With impatience his hand also took off the buttons Bagja shirt until it detached almost entirely. Bagja regained his senses and pushed Dila's body onto the mattress.

"Dila, wake up Dil. This is wrong" said Bagja while adjusting his breathing up and down.

"Gerahhh!! please, please Dila.. eunghh!!" Dila continued to wander his body like a hot worm. It makes Bagja even more frustrating. And while Bagja was still busy thinking Dila pulled his body into the bed and attacked him without being prevented. His passion has been asked to be satisfied. With a slob his hand opened Bagja's pants and took out something inside that had hardened since. Bagja glared and...

"Guighh!!" Bagja groaned as his Thai cassava was put into Dila's serrated cave. Dila who has lost his mind also continues to mengumpumm the Thai cassava. Bagja hissed enjoying a sensation that had never been felt before. Until finally... Fla coconut milk thailand was melted in the mouth Dila. Dila.

"Not good!" he said he was shameless.

Dila who is still filled with passion that is still blowing back fumbling the chest of Bagja fields and giving naughty touches there to revive Bagja's Thai cassava. Dila continued to fondle Bagja's body even did not hesitate to bite and sip the neck area and around Bagja's chest to leave a trace of purplish there. And sure enough, shortly after that Thai cassava Bagja back up.

"Dila.. Don't do this, you will regret Dil." said Bagja trying to fight his passion.

"Gerahhh!! please Dila, not strong!!" racau Dila while pulling Bagja's hand to touch and remaass two persimmon pieces of hers. Bagja who has also been lured directly to do what Dila wants.

"God!! yes like thatuhhh!!" said Dila raved in pleasure. He impatiently moved his body until the forbidden area they met and rubbed against each other.

"You are beautiful and so sexy Dila, how can you not be tempted." whispered Bagja. He buried his face in the niche of Dila's neck and made many traces of ownership there, then went down and stopped at the rows of persimmon fruit that had been eager to be devoured.

"Ughhhh!!!" Dila groaned as Bagja bit his little persimmon. And all that makes Bagja even more blazing. Until finally Bagja stopped his activities for a moment and stared fixedly at Dila's face reddened and filled with sweat.

"A.. ayoo.. come on.." said Dila while tugging Bagja's shoulder.

"I don't know what tomorrow will be like. Please leave before A Bagja can't stop." said Bagja with breath up and down.

"Let's do it. pleasee.." said Dila while scooping Bagja's lips lustfully.

"Well, if that's what you want. Do not blame if tomorrow you are not a virgin." said Bagja who now directs his cassava to the honeycomb of Dila.

"Hold, this will hurt for a while." whispered Bagja while scooping Dila's lips.

"Emmph!!" Dila slightly flinched as the cassava began to barge into hers. He gripped Bagja's shoulder firmly and finally.

"Yes....!!" Dila screamed in pain as Bagja managed to fuse hers with Dila's. Bagja looked on with pity as he looked at Dila's grimacing face in pain. He let a moment of his cassava inside there so that Dila's property was accustomed to the presence of his cassava. And after starting to calm down, Bagja began to pump his body with a movement that was initially relaxed changed to be faster and more demanding.

"Ah, tsshhh!!! dearhh!!!" Dila continued to concoct pleasure under Bagja. Making Bagja more vigorous spur his body until finally the shoots of Thai cassava out filled the beehive Dila.

Cup

"Sleep." said Bagja, sneaking a glance at Dila's forehead.

"You again..." Dila suddenly turned towards him with a parched face.

"Well?!!" Bagja. He really felt astonished because Dila seemed to be dissatisfied. And because Dila continued to tease him finally that night they again wrestled with a tempestuous passion. Dila is wild, he tirelessly moves on Bagja's body to fulfill his passion that has not been exhausted due to the influence of drugs given by men in the discotheque.

Bagja was so lulled as he looked at Dila who danced beautifully on his body, while occasionally he played the persimmon fruit which has now become opium for him. Dila got more excited and crazy when the release was almost there, sweat poured and sweat joined together without knowing who the owner is. That night Bagja and Dila really fused like a pair of newlyweds who pursue as much pleasure as possible. But unfortunately, a thousand dear, they do it without the bond of marriage that is certain there will be bad consequences afterwards. Because of the sanctity of their love which is tainted by an adultery.

In the midst of the surge of their love, Dila and Bagja do not know at this time there is a woman who is worried because her feelings have not felt well.

"Why not get picked up anyway? where is Bagja?"

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