Pursuing Dad's Friend Papa

Increasingly Friendly

Next day.

Faraz who is taking a report, used by Zia to meet with Om Bryan who was waiting in his office.

With excited steps Zia ran in hugging Om Bryan who was already standing up to greet him.

"Zia kangen Om."

"Om too, dear." Bryan gave a perverted kiss on Zia's head affectionately.

They let each other hug each other, they felt a heartbeat that felt so fast they felt.

The love in the hearts of both of them that is growing abundantly makes both of them continue to want to be together and express their feelings for each other.

"How, Om told Om's daughter about our relationship?"

Om Bryan took a deep breath and reduced his embrace.

"Please baby, Om has not succeeded in explaining, But Om promises to continue to convince him that He will accept you as a Mother and a friend to him."

"It's funny that I'm the Mother of a child older than me?"

"Funny, the little girl who deserves to be the Son of Om, Loves Om? Hemmm." Om Bryan pinched his cheek.

"Hehehe, Abis Om is handsome."

"So because of the handsome doang?"

"Not really, When with Om, Zia felt very safe and comfortable, During this time Zia always dreamed of having a lover and a more mature husband who is loyal and Papa's rich bucin" said Zia laughing.

"Oh yeah, So Papa Faraz Bucin?" Bryan holds Zia's body and makes her sit at his desk.

"Very, Even until now Papa still continues to be friendly and romantic to Mama."

"really? Tell Om how Papa Faraz is being friendly? Is it like this?" Bryan kissed Zia's lips at a glance.

"Is it like this? Like this, like this?" Bryan continued to give a kiss repeatedly on the sidelines of his question.

"Of... Hhhh.." with the breath hunting Both continue to clash lips until Zia was shocked by the sound of her phone.

Om Bryan let go of his pagutan and let Zia pick up her phone.

"Zia where are you? Papa's back."

"Now Zia's coming home Om, Eh Pa." Zia hit her own forehead for mispronouncing.

"Omm? How can you call Papa Om?"

"Just talk wrong Pa, Don't talk about it, Now tell Zia how much?"

"Congratulations this time you managed to reach for the first screech."

"Well! really Pa?" Zia who seemed to be in disbelief grasped the hand of Om Bryan who stood looking at him.

"Dear dear, congratulations, Papa is proud of you."

"Thank you Pa." Zia ended her call and hugged Om Bryan happily.

"really?"

Zia nodded her head.

"Congratulations to you, dear."

"Om can see, Although Zia always comes to see Om, But Zia can compensate with the lesson, it can even screech one."

"Yes, Om is happy, because Om's presence doesn't interfere with your school."

"Om is my encouragement and happiness, I want to finish school soon and be able to continue with Om." Zia poked both of her hands to Om Bryan's neck and back to her lips.

After being satisfied with the chat, Bryan let go of his pagutan and looked at his little lover from a very close distance.

Zia bashfully looked at Om Bryan who was still holding himself back by resting on both hands to the left right of Zia.

"Look at the Ziya that way."

"Why, are you ashamed?" tease Om Bryan.

Zia simply brushed Om Bryan's face away from his face.

"Oh yeah, where's Zia going this holiday?"

"I don't know, Papa hasn't talked about the holidays."

"Let's know that Zia's on vacation."

"So a holiday in Bali," said Zia draped her hands around Om Bryan's neck.

"What does Zia remember?"

"When I first met and when I saw Om on the beach."

"really?"

"Yes, Om is so charming when not wearing clothes on the beach."

"You want to see her again?" ask Bryan while unbuttoning his shirt.

"No, Om, no." Zia held Om Bryan's hand to stop Om Bryan's hand from taking off his shirt.

Bryan laughed, shaking his head.

"Are you afraid you can't help yourself?" with his anxiety Om Bryan pulled Zia's body to the position of Om Bryan between two thighs Zia wide open.

"Of..." Zia swallowed the sali.and felt hers throbbing along with the strange hissing in her body.

Bryan teased and carried the tiny body of his little lover down from the table.

"Om take home yuk."

Zia nodded her head and in a friendly gang by Om Bryan left her room.

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