Next to Heart
SEASON TWO
WILDLY....
Warning - 21++
Still scenes Hmm hmm
Read after breaking the fast, before entering Imsak time....
Contain adult scenes, underage please skip....
Please be careful, it can increase blood flow....
Who read while fasting, not othor dependents if things happen....
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"Isn't that Soraya? what's he doing here?" the man muttered in wonder. His forehead until it crinkles.
Well, the man who had been staring at Soraya was one of the clients who had used Soraya's services.
The man approached Soraya.
"Miss Soraya?" call the guy.
Soraya turned to the man who called out to her, how happy she was to know that Imran had come to her.
"Imrannn" sis Soraya, seen from afar Imran stood up while smiling gently at him.
"What are you doing here, Miss Soraya" asked the man.
Instead of answering, Soraya simply smiled.
"Imran, why are you doing this?" Soraya began to sob as the man began to approach her, leaving her perplexed.
The man then picked up Soraya who was already heavily drunk, driving her into the car, his current destination wanting to drive the girl home immediately.
Throughout the journey, Soraya continued to mingle, sometimes laughing sometimes suddenly sobbing, making the man beside her confused.
"Huft, Soraya's been such a madman, but who's Imran? has he called me that name? the name was like no stranger" the man monologued.
About twenty minutes later, when the vehicle delivering Soraya arrived at his apartment building, the man returned to the Soraya and took her to the eighth floor, where Soraya's apartment was located.
The man knew where even the code number of Soraya's apartment was, because several times he came to discuss his case with Soraya.
After arriving in the apartment room, the man immediately laid her on the bed, but who would have thought Soraya was holding the man who had been kind enough to take her home.
"Imran, where are you going?" Soraya called him another name.
"Sorry Miss Soraya, I have to go home, and one more thing, I'm not Imran, but Dimas, Dimas Wijaya, the person you helped the last few days" Dimas said.
Well, the man who drove Soraya home was Dimas, he accidentally saw Soraya who was drunk at the night club.
"Ahahahah" said Dimas made Soraya laugh discordantly, even his imagination just lied to him.
Soraya stood up to Dimas.
"You think you can fool me? you insensitive man"
"Sorry lady, you're drunk, I'd better go home"
"Don't go home Imran, I'll do anything for you to accompany me" Soraya asked.
"Sorry lady, you better get some rest, it looks like you're really tired"
"Well, I'm tired, I'm tired of waiting for you, I can satisfy you on the bed more than your wife" Soraya cried suddenly.
Dimas was startled by Soraya's voice which suddenly shouted. Soraya then kisses Dimas' lips wildly, at first the man does not respond, but Dimas is just a normal man who has long found no place to channel his desires since knowing his wife's affair.
Dimas is disgusted with his own wife, for him it is better to play with a bitch, compared to Meira who has betrayed him.
Soraya getting wild, trying to lure beer*ahi Dimas, finally the man replied to ciu*man Soraya no less greedy.
Dimas who had begun to burn gai*rah, Mel*umat Soraya's lips with savage, both hands mere*mas two twin hills belonging to Soraya made Soraya's body feel a great flow of electricity.
Dimas pushed Soraya's body tightly against the wall, without releasing the pag.
Dimas down menci*umi neckline belonging to Soraya, leaving traces of perci*ntaan, slowly his hands began to strip Soraya clothes one by one.
"Mmpphhs"
Dimas getting wild, his lips continue to explore each inch of Soraya's smooth body, to the area that makes him more excited.
Slowly Dimas dipped the valley of Soraya who was already very wet, making Soraya increasingly jolting, great, Dimas continued to play around in the valley of Soraya until the girl was not strong and almost fell because both knees became weak.
Dimas raised the body of Soraya who was still leaning against the wall of the room, Sontak made the girl wrap her legs on the waist belonging to Dimas.
The bodies of the two were plain without a thread even cover, Dimas slowly pointed his weapon into the valley belonging to Soraya who was in his carrier, pushing it slowly until...
Jlebb
Finally Dimas's weapon managed to enter Soraya's softness, the girl also menge* service.
Dimas wiggled his hips up and down, spurring with a slow rhythm, giving Soraya comfort to be able to balance his game.
The longer the movement of Dimas faster, his desire has mastered his mind, Dimas again devoured the twin hills belonging to Soraya who joined the move as he spurred.
Soraya ni*kmati game Dimas, interrupted Keni*matan he felt, just keep calling the name Imran.
Dimas herded Soraya's body in his carriage towards the girl's bed, Dimas returned to drive his weapon in the Soraya valley, Dimas had long not obtained Keni*matan like this.
Des*ahan for the sake of sigh*ahan flowed beautifully in the room, Dimas continued to drive his weapons with passionate*rat.
At times Dimas twisted his body, making Soraya on top and in control of the game.
"Well, Faster baby" said Dimas as Soraya moved unsteadily over his body. Dimas goes back to devouring greedily the seductive twin hills of Soraya.
The two were racing each other to enjoy the heat of the night, the cold in the room was no longer felt, replaced with sweat that soaked their bodies.
No matter how many times Dimas and Soraya did it, until they both fell asleep under the same blanket, no kisses of affection, no thanks, everything they did just out of necessity.
Soraya is no longer a virgin girl, free life in Germany has been used to do, Dimas did not feel guilty for doing it with Soraya, Soraya did not continue to provoke him, did not Soraya, which cat is given a goldfish model of a lawyer divorse, can be rejected?
All based only on lust, pleasure, and the feeling of liking, there is no love in it.
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In the morning Soraya woke up first, her head still dizzy due to the effects of drunkenness last night.
Soraya held her head grimacing, wanting to get up but something heavy was blowing her stomach.
Soraya turned her head to the side, and how surprised she was when she saw the hands of her former client hugging her tightly in the same blanket.
"Dimas"
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