The Gem of the Heart of the Former Thug

is it really sick or is it common sense?

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Return to Budi. Now he's dropped Stevani on a springbed. But not directly in a sleeping position, but rather in a sitting position.

Her legs were bent, making the skirt Stevani wore slide to the base of her thighs. Presenting a scene that can make young blood Budi rustle.

In posture, and skin brightness, Budi must admit that Stevani is more exciting than Adel. Stevani looks cute, even though a piece of pink cloth has begun to be seen from the corner of Budi's eye. Because his eyes are still fixed on Budi's face.

“Van” reprimand Budi.

“Eh, ee. Ja. So” says Stevani stuttered.

“Hmpf, what?” tanya Budi chuckled.

“Loh, what are you doing?” Stevani's confused.

“I haven't talked” replied Budi

“Aduh” Stevani patted her forehead, shy. While Budi laughed a little.

“I take the oil first, yes?” pamit Budi's.

He took wind oil and the coin he was staying in front of while carrying Stevani earlier.

Jesus, Van?

The eyes of Budi are wide-eyed. As he was about to return to the inner room, he accidentally saw Stevani removing his tank.

Somehow, when he pulled the tanktop up, the cuttings were also pulled up. Practically, emblazoned what had been covered by the tanktop and the button.

Crazy, got Armita aja still losing big, this. Where is the bullet. Oh my God.

Realizing that the tanktop had been freed from Stevani's head, Budi felt he had to hide immediately. But late, Stevani's movements were much faster than he had expected.

He did not have time to dodge, when Stevani caught him glaring at his breast. But he's not angry. He was just surprised. Then he lay on the bed. Finding Stevani lying on his stomach, that means, he is ready to be scraped. Be near.

Crick.

Budi started to screech. Slowly, and without strong pressure. Stevani, it must be different from his father. If his father, gently scraped like this, would have been a protest.

But this skin, very smooth, smooth, like it's never been scratched. Will definitely feel pain if it is scraped like he usually scolds his father.

“Sick, Van?” ask Budi.

“Yes hurt, lah. His name is also drik”, Stevani replied.

“But go ahead!” he added.

Let it spill the wind again, and then rebuke again. Stevani's body wriggled in pain. Although Budi had reduced the pressure of his hands.

She smiles. He knew Stevani was in pain. Must be sensitive skin. He should try as gently as possible. But still, over time, it will cause pain as well.

Because it has been a habit for a long time, after finishing scraping, Budi poured the wind oil all over Stevani's back. Half unconsciously do that.

Some of his thoughts floated in memory of his late father. Who always ask for a massage after being scraped. Therefore, Budi also did the same thing to Stevani.

Stevani was surprised to feel a delicious massage on his back. He did not expect that Budi would be this brave to massage his back without a permit.

But he's smiling. He was happy to get that treatment. He would not refuse, when Budi also massaged his legs. She also did not care about the position of the skirt she was wearing. He just kept quiet, enjoying the Budi massage while closing his eyes.

From the soles of the feet, the massage radiates to the calves. All over her calves she massaged with a rather strong pressure. As usual, he was brushing his father. Then it runs to the thigh.

Stevani did not protest, as Budi put his hand through his skirt. His thighs got a gentle massage. From the knee limit, until it almost hit the base.

“Emm”

Stevani squealed restrained. He was shocked, the most sensitive part of his body was touched by Budi's fingers.

Gosh darn. What am I doing again?

Follow me surprised. She was stunned and motionless when she realized that her hands were behind Stevani's skirt. And slowly he began to feel the smooth and smooth skin of Stevani's thighs. He pulled both his hands from inside.

“Gosh. Ma, ma, sorry Van. Me, me, me, I'm sorry. Me, me, me, “

“Yes, no papa, kok”

Budi is still stunned. He doesn't know what to do. He was afraid that his career would soon stop, because of this indecent act.

“Udah, don't be so tense! Rich what aja” scolds Stevani.

He turned his body, becoming supine. No hurry to get the tanktop. Making Budi stunned again, because what he had just seen, now emblazoned again with his symbol.

“Yes, tap, tap, but, but, “

“Newly I want to say, you already gave me first”

“Means?” ask Budi confused. Stevani smiled at her.

“Which I need, is not really a medicine”, Stevani replied.

“But touch” he continued.

“Touch?”

“Yes, the rich you love just”

Budi is still silent. He was still weighing again, where Stevani's talks were headed.

Is this maybe her only wits?But her body was hot. It is impossible to doang. But why would he even want to be scoured? It's good to be married to her. If he is sick, there is no need to spend money. Pretty groped, healed. But what could that be?

“Bud” Tease Stevani.

That look in the eye, why is that?

Cuppy

Not even a moment to react, a kiss had already landed on his lips. Thick and soft. That's how it first got in his brain.

Oh, that chest

Again, not yet Budi gave a reaction, Stevani has made the next action. He wrapped both hands around the nape of Budi. The movement, practically made their distance closer, not even a distance away anymore. Making Stevani's chest, in contact with Budi's left arm. More than that, the arm slid into the sidelines.

My arm? A clamp?

Imagining that, inevitably makes the libido Budi up. With the kiss after kiss that was getting more intense he felt, slowly but surely, his consciousness was taken away. Replaced by a slowly reigning lust.

A little, a little, but Budi began to respond to the kiss. Stevani smiled happily. He began to encourage Budi.His head he tilted to the left and to the right alternately. Creates a soft but solid massaging movement.

Budi was increasingly immersed in his lust, and his conscience was almost completely submerged at the bottom of the lake bira**

.

“Emh”

Stevani was shocked. But he's happy. Now Budi has started to respond. Because from earlier his left hand was held captive by his chest, Stevani understood that Budi ordered his right hand to guerrilla.

“Emh”

Stevani's forehead shriveled, feeling a tingling and delicious feeling mixed into one at the end of the payu*** it. His sweat began to come out accompanying his bira** which was getting higher.

Although only two fingers, although just twisted-twisted, but it feels really intoxicating. Dozen baby! This is the medicine I'm looking for.

“Emh”

This time it was not Stevani's voice, but Budi's voice.At once Adel's shadow flashed in his mind, it turned out to be powerful enough to help his conscience take over his consciousness.

“Bud?”

Stevani's confused. Why did Budi suddenly release his kiss, and move away. Now he stood up, and was about to leave.

“Bud, don't go yet, Bud!” prevent Stevani.

But you don't mind it. He returned the wind oil and coins to the scribble back into place. Then get ready to go home.

“Please, Bud!” pinta Stevani again.

But Budi seemed to not care. He was preparing to walk out of this contract.

“Bud, please!”

Surprised Budi too, seeing Stevani next to him, holding his left leg. It looks like he crawled all the way to the front here. And he seemed to no longer care, even though the door of his contract was being opened.

Be concerned, between believing and not. Because Stevani shows behavior as if he was sick, if there are other contract residents see, there will be many questions addressed to him. He decided to shut the door again. Then he squirms in front of Stevani.

“OK, Bud. I admit, I'm a bitch” Stevani said slowly.

His eyes were twitching, like someone was dizzy. His gaze changed like a glass.

“You can crap me whatever you like. But please, help me! This time, aja” pinta Stevani with both hands held together in front of the chest.

“You don't have to lie, if you want to, Van! I am not a hypocrite. I admit, you were very interesting” Budi response. Stevani gasped at the words.

“I'm not lying, Bud. The vow. I am not feeling well anymore. But it's not really my body that hurts, my brain that hurts” Stevani said refuting Budi's false accusations.

“Means?”

“I, I, I'm so addicted, Bud”

“You ngedrugs?” ask Budi in shock.

“Bukan” kilah Stevani.

“Otak? Sick? An addiction? Not drugs? Continues?”

“Se**”

“What?”

“Yes, I'm so addicted, Bud. I'm so addicted to that pleasure”

“Oke, I can understand. But as far as I know, you don't have a guy. Continues?”

“Masturb****. Usually enough. But this week, it really made me confused. I'm a rich sakau, Bud. I need help, Bud”

“But you really don't make, do you?”

“For God's sake, Bud. You can kill me if I lie”

“OK. For a while, consider yourself clean. Continues?”

“Please! Help me make dapet! Once aja”

“Read healed?”

“Iya. That's my disease”

Until here, Budi is still weighing again. But considering his services the other day, it makes it unpleasant not to return the services. Moreover, Stevani's face was so clear.

“Yuk!” the word finally.

Stevani escorted him back to the inner room. There were tears melting on Stevani's cheek. He's wriggling spoiled on the nape of Budi. I don't know what he's feeling.