Om Satisfied I'm Squeezed

Om Bobby

"Ariel!"

"Bobby!"

Ariel Anastasia reached out her hand to Om Bobby, a 37-year-old man who still looked handsome and dashing. His body was tall with a sharp look like a dagger.

Om Bobby welcomed Ariel's hand as he researched from head to toe the woman he hired tonight. Ariel was much younger than him, about 25 years old. Her body is plump but looks sexy and unsightly.

"Come in!" Bobby opens the door to a five-star hotel room and lets Ariel inside.

"I ... Can you take a shower, Om?" ariel asked in a soft voice and was a bit scared.

Om Bobby frowned in wonder. Hasn't Ariel had experience as a sugar baby? Why does it seem like it has just sold itself?

"Please!"

Om Bobby sits on the couch waiting for Ariel to clean up. Before long Ariel came out wearing a bathrobe. Her slightly thick lips looked sexy with her hair still wet. The fragrant shampoos and soaps he wears are thrust into the sense of smell of Om Bobby. Very fragrant.

"Om gonna do what?" ariel asked with a resigned face.

"Do whatever it takes to get 'he' to react!" Om Bobby pointed to the core part of himself that is still flat. There was no movement whatsoever even seeing Ariel wearing a bathrobe.

"Ba-good, Om."

Ariel began to bring out her best abilities. The shadow of his sick and needy son made him reckless to do things that he had not done for a long time.

Ariel stepped slowly while removing the bathrope rope that she was wearing slowly. The strap he accidentally bit on his lips, giving the impression of sexy like in blue films that he used to watch.

The Bathrope Ariel wore was blistered, revealing her plain body that was still tight, dense and sexy. Ariel's eyes glanced at the core of Om Bobby who was still asleep quietly without sex. Still lacking effort.

"May I do something else, Om?" Ariel pointed to her empty lips and hands as a sign of what service she would give.

"No need to do that, just anyone else!" reject Bobby. "I want to see you dance!"

Ariel smiled as she blinked one eye. "Of course, as Om requested," Ariel said in a spoiled tone.

Ariel also began dancing sexy movements in front of Om Bobby. His every move is always stared fixed by Om Bobby who looks to enjoy Ariel's entertaining performance.

One minute, ten minutes and even half an hour Ariel dances but the core part of Om Bobby does not react.

"Damn! Turns out I have to serve Om-om impotent!" rutuk Ariel in the heart. "If it wasn't for needing money, I wouldn't want to go back to this world!"

"That's enough!" Bobby stood up and took his wallet. The issuance of five hundred thousand rupiah and then given to Ariel. "This isn't your fare?"

"Y-yes, Om." Ariel receives the money Bobby Om gave her. "We ... want to go to bed, Om?"

"No need. Your work is done. Put your clothes back on and go home!" said Bobby coldly.

Ariel looked at the red banknotes in her hand. As easy as it is to get money, no need to have sex, money is in hand. "Thank you, Om!"

Ariel smiled happily. He quickly put on his clothes. When Ariel said goodbye, Om Bobby was enjoying the view of the night sky while sipping a cigarette. I don't know why there is such pity in Ariel.

****

A few hours earlier.

"Ning, please help me. I need some money. My son is sick, Ning." Ariel pleaded with Wening, a fellow sugar baby friend who is now successful.

Wening lives comfortably in an apartment. Sugar Daddy gives you everything Wening wants.

"You borrowed it from me a few days ago, Riel. That you haven't returned yesterday eh now you want to borrow again," said Wening spicyly.

"You know how else, Ning. I really need the money. Yesterday I borrowed it because my son's milk and the rice in my house are gone. I borrowed it because I was sick. It's been two days that she's had a fever, Ning. I want to take it to a more patent doctor, yesterday only took a heat-lowering drug that was bought at the stall. Just down for a little while eh up again. Please, Ning. You're the only one I can ask for help. Your life is good now. Luxurious. Is it hard for you to help me, Ning?" pinta Ariel's a little pushy.

"I live this way because I work hard, Riel. You know for yourself how tired it is to serve Sugar Daddy, especially if he has used strong drugs. Until I break my body. It's your fault to stop being a sugar baby. Sok-okan repent uh now you need money too!" cibir Wening's.

Wening's spicy words didn't matter to Ariel. He only thinks of his son who needs money to see a doctor. "Help me, Ning. Just this once!" pinta Ariel with a very.

"Don't want me. People if once loaned money, will be minjam again and again. You think finding money is easy? Sweat to get it."

Ariel looked sad. Somehow he got money to treat Galang, his two-year-old son.

Wening glanced at Ariel who looked sad. There was a sense of unbearability in him, but gave loan to Ariel he did not want.

"Look, I can't help you with money matters, if I can help with work," Wening said, making Ariel look a little interested.

"What job? I can clean your apartment as well as wash and iron your clothes" Ariel replied excitedly.

"No need. My apartment is small and my clothes are quite in the laundry only. Another job I mean, you want?" tawang Wening's.

Ariel frowned. It felt bad when Wening said another job. "What job?"

"Yes ... what else? So sugar baby is like me, or the language is rough ... melonte? THE PSK? A galler? Wanna?" tawang Wening's.

Ariel swallowed her saliva. The work of his dark past, which he painstakingly left behind, is now offered. "I ... So PSK again? I'm married, Ning!"

"Yes, just ask for money with your husband! Can he give you money?" asked Wening in a condescending tone.

Ariel was speechless, the shadow of Galang who had been suffocating this morning as a fever continued to flash through his mind. Safety The main barrier. If not with his own efforts, where can Ariel get money to seek treatment Galang?

"What ... should I do, Ning?" ariel asked after making a decision.

Wening smiled. "Easy. This afternoon, come to Hotel XX room 801. There's Bobby waiting for you. Just put on my shirt, remember, don't forget to give it back. If you don't remember you're my friend, I've eaten this job myself!"

"Thank you, Ning. Where's the shirt I should wear?"

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