
Zia still continues to get an attack from Bryan who seems to want to replace all the days that are passed without meeting Zia, who wants to replace all the days that are passed,
As if she was food Zia must have run out.
"Om must pay off all debts to you because a week more Om does not kiss you," said Bryan on the sidelines of his ciu'man who has now arrived in a rubbery circle that is still blocked by his school uniform.
Zia who had been so lulled by Om Duda's vicious touch had already looked so messy with her disheveled hair, The school uniform that almost missed the button because of his chest that continues to rot as if asking for more than what Om Bryan currently gives.
While the mini-skirt is getting exposed because his hips that continue to swerve to and fro hold a throb under there who are increasingly curious how it feels like the hard object he was holding penetrated his.
Just as Zia was thinking about that, Bryan grabbed Zia's hand and re-directed it to hers.
"You can go inside if you want to" whispered Bryan in a voice he had mastered.
Instantly Zia widened her eyes. Let's not go into it like what Bryan said, Holding from the outside alone made Zia so shaky as to feel how big and loud the thing that looked so tight inside the pants that Om Bryan was wearing.
Bryan just smiled and took a sip of Zia's lips at a glance and stared at the innocent face of his little lover.
Then Bryan went down and pulled Zia's leg and kissed her thigh that was almost exposed to the groin.
Zia grew like a hot worm feeling the friction of the fine hairs on Om Bryan's face that swept his thigh.
I can no longer bear to give up everything for my girlfriend. But the pleasure is stopped when the phone ringing disrupts their pleasure.
Om Bryan stops his activity and picks up Zia's phone without complaining, then hands it to him.
"Hallo darling." Faraz's voice came from behind the phone.
"Yes Pa."
"Today Papa came home late, so if Zia comes home to dinner with Mama, Don't wait for Papa, Okay?"
"All right Pa, Bye..."
Zia closed her phone and looked at Om Bryan tensely.
"What's the matter, dear, what did Papa Faraz say?"
"Papa said, Papa's gonna be home late, so..."
"So we have a lot of time?" saut Bryan who instantly grabbed the body of his little girl sat on top of her body. While he lay staring at his beautiful girl who made him impatient again want to feel the heavenly pleasure that he had not enjoyed for a long time.
"Of..." Zia was increasingly unable to sit still feeling hers which also seemed impatient to feel what it was like when she first entered Om Bryan's property which always made it difficult to swallow his saliva when he imagined how its shape.
"Do it honey, we play from the outside."
"Well!" Zia who was still with her mind gasped at what Om Bryan said.
Not waiting for Zia to understand what she just said, Om Bryan grabbed Bo'kong Zia and made her sit right on top of hers which had been tightening perfectly since. Then Bryan held onto both of Zia's thighs teaching her to push back her hips.
"Like that Honey, come help Om, Om can't stand it anymore Honey, Ssshhh Hoghh."
Seeing the face of Om Bryan who looks so sexy when he wants it, by itself Zia began to follow what her lover duda taught. Although both are still wearing full clothes but from the short lagging lacy that Zia wears Zia can feel her cleavage swiping on the hard object Om Bryan.
"Yes, like that Honey, Ahhh..."
"Akhhh... Um, Akhhhhh..."
Bryan reached for Zia's face which looked flushed exotic in the village'han pleasure that was not yet this much.
Zia unbuttoned Om Bryan's shirt one by one when she first imagined you she saw Om Bryan bare-chested as she saw him on the beach. Then Zia traced the chest of Om Bryan's field with her fingers flattened. Unsatisfied with her finger, Zia began to peck every inch of Om Bryan's chest and tickle his nipple with her tongue.
"Oughhh Baby, you're smarter than I imagined." Om Bryan is more happy that his beautiful girl is showing his mischief in bed more than what he teaches.
Hearing that, Zia was more excited to wipe the nipples of Om Bryan together with the two who could not stand still looking for pleasure from the clothes that still blocked the body of both.
After feeling satisfied Bryan turned his body and made himself now above Zia who looked increasingly helpless.
"It's not fair, now it's Om's turn to sip how delicious these two beautiful springy circles are" Bryan began to rub the two spongy circles Zia with a twisting motion.
"Of... Akhn..." Zia was getting uncontrollable wanting more and more. But Om Bryan suddenly stopped his action and did not so unbutton the school uniform Zia.
Zia opened her eyes looking at Om Bryan who was already sitting with his hands resting on both knees.
Confused, Zia sat holding Om Bryan's arm.
Bryan gasped and grabbed Zia's body into his arms. Then he kissed his head.
"We'll finish it after the wedding, be patient."
"It's not who started first." Zia protested to cover up her embarrassment.
"Yes Om knows, Om's sorry, Om's really crazy around you, but every time Om wants to do more, Om always remembers Bella."
Zia was stunned to hear what Om Bryan said.
"Om has a daughter, what if Om did this to you before marriage and someone did the same to Bella, Om doesn't want that to happen, he said, Therefore before the wedding Om will not do more than this."
Zia gasped and hugged Om Bryan spoiled. Even though he wanted it so much. But Zia was happy with the determination of Om Bryan who did not want to do it before he married.
"Let's tidy yourself up, Om drive you home."
Zia nodded obediently and got out of her bed to tidy up her uniform that was so tangled.
"You can wear Bella's shirt if you want."
"No ah, Ntar Mama suspected Zia had nothing to do."
"Let's just finish the course." whispered Bryan as he hugged her from behind.
"A perverted course, Basic Om gadun!" Zia elbowed Bryan's stomach wearing only a shirt without a button attached.
"Zia likes it too, right? Even Zia is more mischievous than Om teaches."
"Udah Akh, Let's go home." Zia immediately came out leaving Om Bryan to avoid Om Bryan seeing his reddened face.