The Love of Casanova

IN THE FORCED SNATCH OF THE MAN DURJANA

The car that Jonathan drove drove at a moderate speed, making Frans feel annoyed.

"Joe, hurry up a little. This girl is so noisy and can't be quiet" Frans said in annoyance.

In the car and precisely the back seat, Frans continues to huddle and hold the small body of Daily with his body stocky and athletic.

"Damn! Don't be like that, your position and Daisy keeps me out of focus!" jonathan protested to his best friend.

"Please let me go, sir. I'm not Daisy but the Daily" the tired Daily chirped and rebelled.

"You think I'll believe it? A two-faced woman like yourself makes me sick" Frans said. "Cry, yell and wail. I'm not going to IBA you at all."

"Really, I'm not Daisy. I'm his sister" Daily said. The frightened tears of the girl kept dripping down her white cheeks.

Without compassion, Frans continued to huddle Daily's body and even touched the girl's body savagely in a speeding car.

"Hiks.. Grandma please Ai," said Daily.

Daily is so helpless, hopefully there are people who can help him get away from the crazy man he does not know.

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Jonathan's car finally stopped in front of an apartment away from the crowd. Such a deserted apartment.

"Please, let me go" Pinta Daily said.

"Frans, why can't I have the heart to see it?" Jonathan feels sorry to see the situation of the girl he thinks is Daisy. Crying along the way, making the girl's face become puffy.

"Ah.. Have you forgotten this impostor's treatment of us, especially of me?" frans to Jonathan.

"Look at his face, he was so scared" Jonathan said.

"All right!" without listening to Jonathan's words, Frans holds Daily's body forcibly into his apartment.

Bruk!

Frans violently threw Daily's small body into his bed. The bed that he used to complete his desires on every single woman he brought to that place.

"Don't.. I beg you, "pinta Daily with a clear face.

"Oh my God, please Ai. Who is this guy? Why does she hate Daisy so much? What has he done?" batin Daily's. The girl was really scared.

Seeing Frans' body that was almost innocent in front of him, made the Daily even more frightened. The girl got out of Frans' bed and tried to escape.

"Where are you going, you fucking girl?" Frans forcefully pulled Daily's body and violently blew it away.

"Please don't do all this" said the poor girl. He prayed and begged for mercy and mercy for the man who was now on his body. But the man continued to touch his body and even left many marks on his neck.

The srek!

Frans tore off the pink dress that the Daily was wearing impatiently.

"Ohh.. Your body is beautiful" Frans said with a smile. Seeing the Daily's innocent body really made her go crazy.

"Don't Master, I beg you not to do it" Daily revolted as Frans' mischievous hands began to wander the sensitive parts of her body.

"Come, Baby. Do not refuse and sell expensive like this! Serving the old Om-om you want, why are you so scared with me?" Frans touched the Daily hill even a little mer*masnya. The Daily screamed hysterically.

"No! Don't do that!"

After being content to play around, Frans was finally straight to the core of his game. He forced his own to rush in on Daily's still-sealed property. To make Daily scream in such a bitter cry.

"Grandma!" shouted Daily loudly when Frans managed to penetrate the membrane of his blood that he had always guarded and proud.

"Daisy, why does it feel different? What drugs are you taking?" raved the crazy man who was on top of Daily's body and moved wildly.

"Oh my God, please forgive Ai. Grandma, please forgive Ai who can't take care of herself" Daily muttered in the pain she felt.

"Ahhhhhhhh.. Come on Baby, let out that beautiful voice. Make me even more excited," stirred Frans without caring about all the fuss uttered by the girl he was forcibly dashing.

For more than an hour, even Frans had spouted his seeds in the womb of the Daily. After feeling satisfied, Frans came down from the top of the already weak Daily body. The man splashed his body beside Daily's already defenseless body. Without the slightest guilt, Frans closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Only useless regrets remain, if only this afternoon the Daily had listened to his Grandmother's words. Maybe all those bitter events won't happen. And maybe, now he is lying on his bed reading a fairy tale. Like the habits he does every day.

Crying regret is useless, sanctity is taken by the evil one. Now, Daily lives a tarnished woman who is like nothing. The only precious treasure that this had was now gone.

"Grandma, please forgive Ai. Please forgive me, Ai. Now Ai is no longer useful," he said as he tried to get off the bed and wear clothes that are no longer intact.

Shuffling, the poor girl walked towards the door and tried to leave. He had not succeeded in opening the door, his body had staggered and collapsed and ended up losing consciousness on the granite floor of the room.

It is unfortunate that the fate of Daily, receiving ill treatment from an unknown person for a mistake he never committed.