STEVA'S PASSION

AU AH'S. DARKENED.

MALVIN POV.

"Aah, aah, aah,,,"

The ja.la.ng woman who moves up and down above my body is very noisy disturbing my concentration which is focused on imagining Steva.

Well, I miss her a lot, and I want to fuck her. This is all I can do, play with a cheap woman by imagining doing it with Steva.

"Ah, ah, ah,,,"

"How noisy, can you shut up? Your voice's not like Steva's!" snapped to him.

"This ta-pi is just nikmaatt,,," cried the ja.lang men.sah.

"Fuckhead." I couldn't stand it.

"Ohh,, bugh!"

I pushed and I kicked her body to fall from the bed and she complained of pain and groaning, I got up and got up and got out of bed, I did not care about her chatter that was upset by my attitude.

I quickly put my pants on and my shirt back on, this game is no longer fun, I don't feel pleasure and I don't get let go, just a tired feeling that bored me.

"T-tu sir? You want to go?" ask that cheap woman I'm not responding to.

"But you haven't reached yet?"

'Shelf!'

I slammed the door of the hotel room I had rented. Fuck, I paid him in full at the beginning at a great price, but he couldn't satisfy me.

"I need Steva," I glimpsed my pride down there still standing in the cage.

"So sorry, you miss your handler, but? Is Steva playing with her husband? Aaahh,, shit?" I walked away from that hotel.

I miss Steva so much, I tried to forget her after I met her at the cafe that morning, she was already with another man, who was recognized as her husband, she said, my chest is still tight if I think back to that time. And I decided to forget him because he was no longer alone.

Steva repeatedly asked me to get married when we lived and lived together, but I wasn't ready, what could one get from a marriage? After boredom, there will be a farewell. Besides getting married, I don't want to have children, what's so great about having children? When separated from your partner, then the child will actually become a victim.

And the obedient Steva never demanded more, she was willing to live with me like a married couple without marriage ties, and she was also diligent about taking her birth control pills so she wouldn't get pregnant because I didn't want children.

Steva is very obedient, while I'm still with my delinquents who like to play free outside, every time I make a mistake and Steva finds out, I'll apologize, spoil her, and then Steva will forgive me, until somehow I felt Steva was too lazy, no matter how much I hurt her, she would go back to melt, because I could give her everything.

But I was wrong. That night he decided to leave, and actually left. I am truly sorry and lost.

I lived my life like I used to, before I met Steva that night, the night I first kissed her, her lips were so soft, full and sensual.

I go back to my habit of enjoying the night world, alcohol, and women ja.la.ng.

But after meeting Steva that night on the bridge, I knew I couldn't be without her. And what I'm doing is meaningless, alcohol can't intoxicate me like I'm drunk with Steva, those women can't satisfy me like I enjoy Steva. Steva was very influential in my life and happiness.

My man reports that Steva's husband has remarried, to a beautiful woman, her ex-fiance, her first love. Did he betray Steva because his face was handsome? I don't give a shit. But I thought about Steva, did she suffer? Of course, she even cried that night, but why did Steva just shut up and hang on? Why didn't he make a fight? I really don't understand.

Seeing Steva that night, he was rained on, crying silently as usual. Makes me want to hug her, but I can't. My ego and self-esteem were high, that's why that night when we had a fight at the restaurant, I didn't stop him from leaving, even as if Steva had been me.lan.jangi, by letting him take off everything he wore that I gave him, because I want him begging to come back, you idiot.

I cursed my own stupidity, my pride, why can't I talk sweetly and be gentle with her? At least trying to get Steva to melt down and come back to me, I just laughed at his fate when I saw him on the bridge that night, stupid, shit, totally brainless. Why don't I lower my prestige and reduce my ego a little bit to embrace him? Aah, that's stupid, if there's another chance, I'll do my best.

Here I am now, lying alone in my dark room, the room I used to fuck Steva. The only woman I played on my bed. The only woman I played with full of love.

For the rest, I play in the office, in the corner of the room, in another room in my house, or in the car and wherever I want it, not with Steva, but with the ja.la.ngs I play as an outlet, he said, and without involving feelings, other than the pursuit of lustful gratification. The vandalism? Yes, venting my anger at cheap women, makes them scream, cry and ask for forgiveness, because I play rough.

But lately, when I play like I'm making love to blow my miss on Steva, I can't feel good, I don't get satisfaction. They're not like Steva, they're different, unlike the gentle Stevaku, but they're so delicious, stupid, how can I equate a woman like Steva with a ja.la.ng? I want Steva. Just Steva.

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"Aahh,, ssshh,,, aaahh,,,,"

"Name my name, Stev? I love hearing it when we fuck, aaahh,,,,"

Steva's slender but toned body continues to rise and fall in rhythm with Razz's moving hips, Razz's two hands clutching Steva's slender waist helps to accelerate the wife's up and down motion.

"Aah,, aahh,, sshh,,, aah, Razz,,,,!" Steva continued to mende.sah, he felt great pleasure, to forget jealousy, anger, and hate on Razz. Is he cheap? Is not natural instinct so highly manipulating feelings?

Steva feels like she wants to explode, and Razz can feel an increasingly hunting pulse.

Razz quickly wakes up and flips Steva's body to crawl back to Razz. Steva Razz's two hands pull back until Steva's body is thrown in front of the bed, and Razz raises Steva's hip, then he directs the warlord to barge in from behind.

"Ughhh,,," Razz's mouth gaping with closed eyes and lengu.han pleasures.

Razz flipped his body in and out of Steva's softness with a slow rhythm, he kept moving adding a little speed.

Steva can only mende.sah and menge.rang, his mind hurts for Razz's actions, his mind wants him to separate, but his body? Steva's body betrayed the owner of the spirit.

Razz moved back and forth faster, faster, and faster, Steva's groan sounded so melodious in Razz's hearing, he said, until he blew up the vomit by giving a last loud and powerful blow burst into the most chewy wall in Steva's body, along with Razz who feels the warlord has been bathed in warm water in there.

"Lhhhhh!"

"Hahh,, hahh, hahh, hahh,,,!"

Razz released himself, he sat down with his chest up and down because of the gasping breath. While Steva curled up, pulling the blanket over her trembling body, Steva shed her tears while biting her lower lip so that her prank could not be heard by Razz.

Razz hugged Steva from behind. Razz's right hand was coiled around his waist, and his left hand he gave it as a pillow, Razz pecked at his wife's nape several times.

"Please hold on, please hold on!" lirih Razz before finally he closed and welcomed sound.

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