Supersesses

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"Dove stiamo andando?" The woman muttered in a very spoiled voice, saying right in front of the man's face.

(Dove stiamo andando?/ Where are we going?)

"Giochiamo nella old stanzas, piccola. Se giochiamo dentro la mia stanza Flavia ci disturbera," said Fito, who then tightened his embrace on the woman's waist, making his distance closer to each other.

(Giochiamo nella old stanza, piccola. Se giochiamo dentro la mia stanza Flavia ci disturbera/Let's play in your room, baby. If we play in my room, Flavio will bother us.)

"A-ah, okay," said the woman stammered. Fito spoke with a slight whisper, his handsome face actually managed to make his heart pound.

"Let's go," murmured again who was then nodded by the woman. In the next instant they stepped towards the direction where the lady's hotel room was staying.

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BLAM!

Her bedroom door was closed as soon as they arrived inside. Without first warning the man immediately grabbed his lips just like that, **********. Plays his tongue in the woman's mouth. The woman did not refuse any of her treatment, she was even as ferocious as the man. The deeper he felt the man kiss his lips. His hand held his nape, making himself unable to breathe.

Fito turned the woman's body, leading her towards the large bed there. Dropped his body there, then with more lust he kissed the woman.

His kisses he took off when his two began to run out of air supply. Their breaths gasped for a moment, staring at each other at a very close distance. Just one more centimeter, their noses barely touched.

"Portami a volare al piacere, bello," the woman muttered with both her hands holding onto Fito's cheeks.

(Portami a volare al piacere, bello./ Take me flying to pleasure, handsome.)

Hearing his voice made Fito even more eager to pounce on him. The corner of her lips raised to form a smirk.

"Like what you want dear," murmured his later******* his lips. Kiss her more deeply with full *****.

Fito's hands began to move passionately touching every inch of his body. He punches whenever Fito's hands touch sensitive areas of his body.

"Ah, davvero non ne posso pi!" His murmuring, stopped his action.

(Ah, davvero non ne posso piento/ah, I can't take it anymore!)

Fito moved off his shirt buttons to look like his sexy muscular body intact. He crawled up the bed, pinning the woman's body under him. He again kissed his neck. The woman now appears to be enjoying her game on her body. He got up, took off his shirt. After his shirt came off, then his hands switched off the belt that tied his pants. That night he spent his night passionately with her.

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Now Giorgia, Sienna, Fella, and Jolanda are busy chatting, talking about many things that often make them laugh. The widow there now turned to look at the people who danced not far from where she was. Dance with the music that makes her want to come along for the bengun and dance there.

"A good idea. Then I'll come along" Sienna responded.

"Hows it? You guys coming?" Sienna turned her gaze to Giorgia and Fella.

"I'm not coming" refused Fella. Similarly, Giorgia who shook her head disagreed.

"What about you An?" Jolanda asked turned to Analia who was pensive there.

"I'm not coming. You guys," said Analia, shaking her head.

"Well then we'll just dance. Come on," Jolanda got up with Sienna. The second one walked to the dance floor and started dancing. Mingle with a few others who also dance around them.

"Oh by the way, I'll excuse you. I want to go to the toilet" Giorgia moved from there.

"Wait on! I'm in. I also want to go to the toilet" Fella got up and followed Giorgia. Analia who saw him immediately worried for him.

"wait. Don't leave me alone here" Analia clutched Giorgia's wrist there. Holding back the woman's steps so as not to leave her alone there. Giorgia looked towards him.

"Just calm. Me and Fella just for a little while, we won't be long."

"really. You won't be alone here anyway. There's Piero," Fella chimed in. The focus of his eyes turned to Piero who was now sitting there relaxed.

"But.." Analia fretted.

"That's it. We won't be long, you just wait here a minute. And accompany Piero. Don't leave him alone here" Giorgia moved on from there.

"Yes, right! Don't leave him alone." Fella.

"But-but…"

"Here you go, we promise you won't be gone long! You just calm down. Piero won't bite you anyway, even if we leave you alone with him!" The screams of Giorgia that they could hear were very clear.

The two of them waltzed away leaving Analia alone with Piero. And now he's left with Piero. Analia was silent to see where the two women went missing. The awkward feeling became more obvious, and it felt like he really wanted to get away from there.

"I don't bite. I just pounced, especially when I was very hungry and lustful," Piero said in response to Giorgia's words just now.

Piero grinned, he was really happy to be alone with Analia like this. Slowly he moved, filling his shot glass with the drink he ordered. He then pulled something out from behind the suit he was wearing. A bottle that was originally shown by her to Fito. He poured his contents on his shot glass and then shook it to dissolve with his drink.

After filling her shot glass with the contents of the bottle she was carrying, she shifted closer towards where Analia was currently sitting. It was time for him to take his action. He can no longer bear the turmoil of wanting to have Analia who continues to be attached to him. He really wanted the woman to be his. Only his own one. And he was willing to do anything so that Analia could be his.

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