Not Nackal, Nurul!

Sex in Gallery (1)

“What are you doing, Tommy?” nurul asked as he was gently pulled by Tommy.  “There is a phenomenal work in other places,” said Tommy.  “Hah?  Phenomenal work?  Got Brother Rudi?” ask Nurul while continuing his dragged steps.  

Tommy and Nurul enter a room, no visitors enter the room, the door Tommy just opened.  A guard blinked at Tommy and after Tommy was inside, the door was shut.

KLEEK. Nurul just heard the door was locked.  He turned his body to confirm what he had just heard.  When Nurul turned around, the two doors were already closed.  Nurul's gaze was so sharp to Tommy.

“A special thing not for others to see.  I'm working on it just for you, Maria,” Tommy said.  Tommy then continues his steps to leave Nurul.  He passed a wide table and then they found a large display as wide as a sedan car standing vertically covered in white cloth.

Tommy stopped his steps in front of the object, he had seen Nurul for a while and then turned back his body.  Tommy pulled the cover.  It was a beautiful painting that stunned Nurul.  “I... I... “ said Nurul gaped as he walked closer to the painting.

“I present to you My Lady, Maria. The work of the famous Balinese artist Rencak Tirta,”.  “I've seen this digital version of the painting in a gallery in Tebet.  This is beautiful,” said Nurul while stroking the surface of the canvas.  He wants to feel the rough surface by the layers of paint that arise.  “Not ordinary oil paint,” he continued.

“I thought this would surprise you.  Seeing the original painting of Rencak Tirta directly is an experience that can not be experienced by just anyone,” said Tommy.  The painting, which depicts the romance between two naked people making love, makes Nurul barely blink.

Unlike Nurul, Tommy was so deep in looking at Nurul's facial expression.  “If this girl is Nurul, she will feel disinclined and even tend to be embarrassed to see things that seem p’rno for a Nurul,” Inner Tommy.  Tommy waited for that expression, he finally stretched his face.  No such expression came out of Nurul's face.

“Sorry, Maria, if this shows a disrespectful impression.  My only intention is to give something special to you,” Tommy said.  Tommy could not wait to hear Nurul's opinion.  “Lack of courtesy?  You mean because you dragged me by force into this room?  No problem, Tommy.  All this has paid for it,” Nurul said.

“Oh yes.  I'm sorry for that.  I mean about this painting.  Don't you feel like this is too ser o nok?  The two of them, without clothes and they did. “ said Tommy with the continuation of words that seemed hesitant.  “This painting?  This is a masterpiece, Tommy!  How can we associate anything else with artistic freedom!  You are-there is.  I think we have the same taste,” said Nurul.

“She... She really is Maria, not Nurul!  Yeah, God.  All this time I've been wrong.  They have similar physiques, and maybe all this time I was too carried away by my own thoughts to equate some parts of Maria's attitude with Nurul which could have been different, Tommy's inner”.

Tommy went through all of Mary's body, he looked at her slowly with great detail.  This girl is really Maria, not an innocent girl, already experienced in making love with many men.  That made Tommy no longer hold himself back.  All this time he avoided making love to a plain virgin, but not this time.  

“About your feelings for Brian,” continued Tommy.  “Oh gosh.  Why mention that man now!” nurul's grouse in the heart.  “Do you have feelings for Brian?  Did you guys.. “ asked Tommy without finishing his words.  “What kind of stupid question is this!” nurul said annoyed by cutting Tommy's words.

“But, you always meet, always both.  And Brian obviously likes you, Maria,” Tommy said.  “Masa?  So you guys made up and talked about me in the back?  The thing he likes me is his right, but I'm the same Brian has no special relationship, just friends,” Nurul replied.  “What is true like that?  Means... “ said Tommy approaching.

“What?  What, Tommy?” nurul tergugup.  “Means he hasn't touched you at all right?” continued Tommy.  “What do you say, anyway!” nurul.  Nurul tries to play Maria as best she can.  “Again I am free to choose which men can touch me, rather I am the one who touches them for my pleasure,” said Nurul.

“I want to prove it.  I want to make sure there is no scent of Brian stuck in between your body, Maria,”, Tommy said.  Nurul's passion is turbulent.  This is the thing he wanted.  Was he confused as to which role to lead, Maria or Nurul?

“Mama... Surely Mama is having trouble looking for me,” said Nurul who tried to distance herself from Tommy.  Tommy pulls Nurul, his heart feels irregular.  “Only one kiss, Maria.  I've had a lot of trouble to get a chance like this,” said Tommy begging.

Tommy held onto Nurul's chin gently, then rubbed his thumb over Nurul's moist lower lip, feeling Nurul hold her breath.  Nurul really wants Tommy too.  Although Nurul pretended not to want it, the desire was like a primitive force among them.  They kiss.

Nurul attempts to end the kiss immediately, but Tommy locks on Nurul with his hand.  Tommy held Nurul's head tightly in order to explore her warm, loamy, soft lips like hot bread that had just come out of the oven.  Hardly enough to satisfy the sweet taste that Tommy suddenly liked to be unbearable.

Tommy pressed his tongue against Nurul's soft and admirable mouth, feeling delighted as Nurul opened his mouth and groaned.  Drowning his tongue into the warmth like a velvet.  Tommy also enjoys satisfaction in the way Nurul accepts it.

But that's still not enough.  After days of burning and wanting Nurul, Tommy wants a kiss.  Lowering his hand to Nurul's waist, Tommy pulled Nurul's body docked to him from chest to thigh.  Tommy's hands freely explored Nurul's ribs, waist and hips.

Tommy gives a hard and long kiss with all the hunger of a man who enjoys the details of pleasure.  This girl doesn't fit Tommy's usual pattern of lovemaking.  She was an alluring, experienced girl, not an innocent girl.  It is not Nurul.

Nurul's soft hands wrapped around Tommy's waist, and Tommy groaned and pushed Nurul towards the table, which was a few steps behind them.  Tommy did not stop to kiss her.  He then placed Nurul on the table and adjusted himself between the two legs of the girl who opened naturally behind her loose plisket skirt.