Past For Future's
Cravat that
Happy reading PFF Lover & Lover
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Oliv got out of Marcel's car and ran while wiping his tears. He turned to the right and left to find a taxi. Luckily, there was a taxi that had just stopped nearby. He opened the taxi door
bruukks
He closed the car door.
"To housing cottage xxxx yes sir." orders Oliv
"I'm sorry, but I'm bringing passengers" the driver said politely.
Oliv looked to the side and there were other passengers besides him.
"Oh, yeah. Sorry sir, I'm going down."
"No need" said the passenger beside him, holding Oliv's hand.
"Eh, no papa. I'm down." said Oliv politely.
"Road sir." tell the man to the driver.
"But how will it be?"
The man just kept silent not responding to Oliv's question. Oliv could only sigh. It's up to the important thing now that he wants to go home soon to pick up his bike. After that, I don't know where he's going. He just wanted to vent his anger with his gas motor.
"More." The man handed over his handkerchief without turning his head towards Oliv.
"Eh?" Oliv surprised.
"Still clean" said the man indifferently.
"Thank you." Oliv received the handkerchief and then wiped his tears.
"I think I know this guy anyway. The feeling I've met continues to be the same guy who wears the same mask hat. Are they the same person?" wonder Oliv in heart.
"Sorry mas. Was this the person who saved me that day?" ask Oliv
"Not." Briefly the masked man.
"Oh, sorry I got the wrong guy. The sound is similar." Oliv then leaned back and looked out the car glass.
"Why is my love affair never smooth. Once married to Stef, now Marcel claps one hand. Oh my Liv Liv, what the hell. Beautiful already, bohay already, pinter cook yes." Oliv continued to mengedumel in his heart and returned to shed tears.
"It's so soft." muttered the man beside Oliv.
"Eh, sorry mas. What was that about?" Oliv put his ears closer to the man.
"It's so soft." said the man again in a flat tone.
"His mom if you don't know anything mending diem deh. I don't know my life's problems." Oliv started nyolot.
"I know."
"Whataaa??" oliv's shrill voice began to deafen his ears.
The man covered his ears "Your voice is very unpleasant to hear, miss."
"Ck, you're such a bitch." Oliv crossed his hands in his stomach.
"Be careful, later mbak same mas his soul mate." the taxi driver giggled amusedly
"No, not sir. Cuddle me up against him." Oliv spoke in a slow tone but was still heard by the masked man.
"Be careful what you say, miss." the man gave a warning.
"Sugry." Oliv just sue-menye responded to the man's remark.
The two of them finally mute each other until in front of the intersection Oliv asked the driver to stop.
"Stop at the intersection, sir."
"Good mbak."
"This is yes sir. Take it more." Oliv gave the driver three pieces of red money.
"Thank you very much" the driver lowered his head politely.
"And this is for his mas." Oliv offered the man two pieces of red money "To change your handkerchief. You see, I don't expect us to see each other again." added Oliv
"Well, I put it here. Thanks in advance, mas. Excuse me." Oliv put the money next to the man and then got out of the taxi.
Just a few steps, the man called Oliv from inside the taxi.
"Miss Oliv" cried the man. Oliv turned his body again to face the man.
"Yes?"
"This is just take your money. Learn not to appreciate everything with money." the man threw the two pieces of money into Oliv's chest.
"Road sir." tell the man to the driver.
"Woiiii.... Don't be a song!!!" shouted Oliv but not digubris.
"Hiiiiih is very nice. I swear your soul mate is like your mom's kempong!!" Oliv stomped his legs irritated.
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While in a room of a couple Moon and Dirga, they seem busy with their respective activities. The moon is busy giggling with his phone, while Dirga is focusing on work on his laptop.
"Mas.." call the Moon spoiled while clinging to the bed.
Dirga who was like getting a spoiled call immediately raised his head smiling sumringah.
"Eh, yes, dear. What's up?" ask Dirga enthusiastically.
"Can I ask you something?" The moon waving her lips.
"By dong dear. What do you want to do." said Dirga while walking to his wife "You what hmm??" Dirga joined to stretch himself and chop his head so that he could see the face of his wife's mother clearly.
"Yuhuu. It's not in vain that you fast, Pino. Soon the Pina will say welcome for your visit." Dirga cheered inwardly.
"I crave." The moon played both fingers.
"By pleasure dear. Pino's gonna go in slowly."
"What cravings? Want a Pino hmm? It's also like cravings for Pina." Dirga.
"No." ketus Bulan while staring intently at her perverted husband.
"Eh?" He scratched his forehead "Certain??"
"But promise not to get angry?" The moon flicked her pinkie.
"Because of you, Pino, the Pina became swollen in pain. Now he's long. There's no morality to you Pino. Failed to break the fast." grumbled Dirga
"Kok diem anyway. Don't you want to crav me?"
"Eh, I want to, baby. What do you want to do. Want jewelry, a car, or an island will also buy gold."
"Swimming Dirga. Your wife's not angry, don't make trouble again."
"I... I want-want to hug Bayu padlul." said Moon stammered
"What???" shock Dirga who immediately sat down.
"Can't you?" Moon bowed her head sadly while stroking her stomach "Patience, son. Sorry if you were born, you are an ileran." added Moon with pretend sad mode.
"Eh, don't ileeran dong. Don't you want anything else, honey? Must your absurd boyfriend?" ask Dirga who still does not believe in the wishes of his wife.
"You hug Bayu.." whining Moon.
"okay-okay. But don't be long. Tomorrow he'll tell you to come here. But promise not long." The moon nodded uphill with Dirga's decision.
"May I take David with Sandra, right?" The moon embraces Dirga's hand to seduce.
"Geez, wander!"
"Yes no papa, tell your friends one generation to come here all." Dirga smiled wryly while stroking his wife's hair.
"Yeayy. Really, yeah." Moon hugging waist Dirga.
"Yes but there are conditions."
"Don't, Pina's still sick. It feels like people are running out of their bodies." said the Moon that made Dirga stunned
"Oh yes. You stupid Dirga! The month has ended the miscarriage. Could be bad if Pino came in now."
"No. Mas just want to dobatin Pina aja." said Dirga "Mas take the drug first."
"But I olesin myself aja mas." hail the Moon
"Don't. It will not be flat."
"But-
"Open his legs." Dirga ordered, but the Moon put her feet together.
"I'm alone." reject the Moon
"But Bayu is not so yes." threatened Dirga
With all the compulsion finally Moon opened his legs with shame and fear that Pino invited Pina Anu-anuan again. The moon closed her eyes as Dirga took off her dal* pants and smeared something on her Pina.
The moon bit her lower lip to hold back her crazy voice. He clutched the sheets tightly as Dirga deliberately lingered and played Pina with his hands.
"Akhhhh." Finally one mad voice escaped from the mouth of the Moon.
"It's over!!!!!"
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Whahuh? Hehehew
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