Punk In Love's

Attempt to get used to

It was already very late when Peter entered his villa courtyard. After delivering Chelsea, he did not return to Ed's cafe because on the way Tom contacted him to go straight home to the villa. Along the way home earlier, the look on the face of Chelsea who seemed to be harboring problems continued to tease him, the woman had seized a lot of thoughts to make Peter wonder in his heart, chelsea is indeed a woman who is full of puzzles, her attitude is indifferent but sometimes looks fragile makes Peter more sure to continue to approach him.

Peter opened any door, his eyes immediately fixed on the two beings who were partying s*ks on the sofa of the living room. He gulped his saliva rough when he saw the eyes of the Asian woman who was closed and felt a blow from the back of his buttocks, they were sweating violently there.

Come to think of it, some days Peter is no longer busy to travel s*ks with local women, his mind is too focused on Chelsea until he forgets the original purpose of his arrival to vacation in Bali.

" Akh. akh.. You're back, Pet" said Tom when he saw Peter walking up to him without stopping s*ks early that morning.

"You should have told me not to go back to the cafe." Peter snorted as he laid himself on the single sofa opposite Tom's position.

The sound of sighs and whimpers came out brutally from the mouth of an Asian woman who was becoming a farm Tom, who was growing, his sigh grew so tight that Tom moved to silence him with one hand that had been busy squeezing breasts from the bottom of the woman.

"You're too noisy b*tch" he said while hunting a decapitated breath.

"How's Chelsea?" tom asked, returning his eyes to Peter, who was turning his head.

Peter was silent, his eyes trying to shut with one arm covered. His memory goes back to Chelsea's angry eyes, what really happened to the woman, why her gaze could turn so hard when Peter asked her the problem. Peter just wants Chelsea to open up to him.

Ah, thinking about it made Peter feel uncomfortable. He really wanted to know about the woman he was after.

"Akh. baby I can't take it anymore."

The woman's voice resuscitated Peter. Without answering Tom's question, he stood up from his position.

"You get it done first" said Peter glancing at the woman who looked tired of serving Tom.

"I'm going to take a break" he continued as he walked up to the second-floor staircase where his room was.

"Hey! You don't want to farm Pet?!" tom shouted at Peter who had climbed the stairs.

Peter stopped stepping. He turned his head around looking at Tom who was grinning at him.

"I won't grow crops in the fields anymore Tom, because now I just want Chelsea to be my field later and so on." Peter continued his steps back, leaving Tom dumbfounded with what he said.

"What!? Did I not hear wrong?" tom lirih muttered.

"Baby, come on. I'm tired akh.." the voice of the asian woman's voice returned Tom's surprise to the s*ks he still did.

"Wait a minute, don't you dare come out first." Tom pulled the woman's body, and turned her back under the fur-carpeted floor.

After lifting the woman's leg for her to put on her shoulder, Tom reinserted the kejantan*n which was covered in clear mucus in the woman's center.

"Ahhkk.." the woman groaned favourably to feel the awesomeness*nan Tom for the umpteenth time to enter hit her center.

"Oh baby, I'll be confused." said the woman as she held back a groan. His entire body trembled violently trying to resist something that wanted to be ejected.

Tom sped up his movements, sweat sweat flowing from his burly body. His heart raced faster than his hips swayed.

At one point, her body did not relax when millions of seeds came out scattering to meet the center of Asian women who had been on the verge of the boundary. After feeling satisfied, Tom immediately stood up slowly, leaving behind his woman who was still trying to restore his strength.

Tom walked over to the small table where he kept his wallet, a few bucks he pulled out of it. After feeling enough with the money he pulled. Tom stepped back at the woman who was still helplessly lying on the floor.

"Go, I'm done with you" he said casually after putting a dollar bill right on the seed-stained center of the woman.

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The clock on Chelsea's bedside table shows at eight in the morning. Although the day was still so young, Chelsea saw bright sunlight shining through the window of her room. Chelsea wriggled behind the covers that covered her body, she sat herself down and circulated her gaze combing through the room that felt so deserted.

Drrtt... Drrr... Drtts..

The sound of a cell phone made Chelsea exhale slowly. This half who would dare to disturb him.

Today he will go to La Plancha, before then returning to sing in Ed's cafe.

Drrr... Drrtt...

"Ck, who the hell?!!" Chelsea snorted angrily out of the bathroom.

"Hello." said Chelsea ketus.

"Chelsea?" ask the guy over there.

"Hm." said Chelsea briefly.

"Oh my God, thank God you finally picked up your phone" said the man relieved.

"Peter?!" Chelsea squinted her eyes trying to guess the tone of the voice of the crazy man who was interfering with her morning routine.

"Yes honey." Peter grinned mischievously across there.

"God! You know what time it is, right?!" Chelsea rolled her eyes.

"Don't tell me you just woke up, Chelsea" he smiled

"Indeed! And you're disturbing my morning." Chelsea said upset

Peter chuckled loudly, he had actually guessed that he would definitely get a tantrum from the rock n roll woman. Last night thinking about Chelsea, made him so impatient not to call the woman immediately.

"Where did you get my number?!" ask Chelsea to investigate.

"Eds. Yesterday at the cafe, I asked for your number."

"Today you have no show? I want to take you away later." asked Peter later.

"I'm busy. I can't go with you."

"Where are you going today?"

"I do a lot of Peter's work, I have to come to some places." Chelsea reasoned, in fact, he was reluctant to meet Peter.

"Is that busy?!"

"Yes." Yeah."

"All right, I'll drive you."

"No no, I can go alone, I'm going to leave now anyway" said Chelsea in a hurry, he did not know Peter was smiling happily.

"That's great. I don't have to wait for you too long" said Peter casually. He knows Chelsea are just grounded.

"You mean?" ask Chelsea beware.

"I'm in front of the apartment." Peter smiled broadly.

Chelsea immediately turned off her phone without saying anything more, she rushed to the balcony of the room to confirm Peter's whereabouts.

"Oh Shit!" chelsea said when his eyes saw Peter smiling happily as he stood leaning on his car, the man waved his eyes at him.

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