
"Please Miss, there's some lingerie in the closet. Miss can use—"
"I understand, Mr. Deon." Cut Lisha straight to the door.
"Lingerie again, whether Mr. Ansel will be tempted or not. Certainly not the same as before. But this time I have to fight for Mom's recovery." Murmured Lisha who was now sitting on a dressing table chair. Lisha looked at the reflection of her returning sex body wrapped in transparent black lingerie of her choice.
Lisha slowly brushed her hair. Then stand up and sit on the bed. "Mother, Please excuse Lisha. Lisha committed this great sin on Lisha's own wishes. Sorry because Lisha has ruined Lisha's own self-esteem. Self-esteem that I always keep, sorry because Lisha has become a child that is not good for Mom. Lisha please forgive Lisha." Lisha kept trying to convince her heart of the choice, the choice she had decided alone.
"Lona, Lona are you here?" Ansel entered suddenly, the startled Lisha instantly stood up. Lisha looked dazed, but a moment later, Lisha was aware of her goal. Lisha approached Ansel who staggered towards her.
"You're back Lona? You're finally back, I know that. You will definitely come back to me because you love me so much, just like I love you so much." Said Ansel directly hugging Lisha so tightly.
"Who is that woman named Lona? It seems like Mr. Ansel loves that woman very much. It was even only that woman that Ansel remembered when drunk once," Inner Lisha.
Ansel released Lisha from his embrace, then held onto Lisha's shoulders no less tightly.
"Lisha Lisha's spirit, you can definitely. This is a golden opportunity for you. No need to bother teasing her." Inner Lisha then slowly stroked Ansel's face.
"I love you, Ansel." Saut Lisha immediately returned a smile of happiness from Ansel.
"I know that, thanks for coming back to me. Are you dressed like this to welcome me?" Ansel asked again. Seeing that, Lisha immediately brought Ansel to sit on the bedside.
"You are so beautiful and sexy," Lisha looked at Ansel's eyes which were now filled with blowing air*fsu.
"Yes, I'm wearing these clothes to welcome you. So welcome me with proof of your love for me. I want a son from you. A Son of your flesh and blood, the fruit of our love." Lisha spoke with a single tear that escaped without her permission. She continued acting as Lona to achieve her goals.
"That's not just your wish, but mine, because I love you more." Ansel held tightly onto Lisha's shoulders, then dropped Lisha slowly onto the bed. One of her hands stroked Lisha's hair, forehead, both eyes, then sensual lips lovingly.
"Lord, you can punish me for this sin. I'm sincere ..." Inner Lisha closed her eyes as Ansel's face approached her.