The Love Struggle of Miss Ruth

Chapters 83. Drug Influence

In a not so narrow room, the sounds of debate and sound echoed. The dimming sound with flowing water could not make the brown-eyed woman hold a liquid that wanted to come out of her body.

Added to the rangs*ngan of the man who even now has entered the bathroom, making him really feel anxious.

Dava did not care if the wife was holding back her annoyance, most importantly her hands and lips did not take a moment off while waiting for the wife in the bathroom.

Ruth just shook her head looking at the infatuation of the husband who did not look at the place this time. In a hurry she washed hers and immediately took her husband back outside the bathroom.

"Dav, ah slow down." Ruth groaned when she was forced into a pock by her husband.

Throwing the slender body on the bed, Dava did not care about the wife who wriggled and tried to bring it into slow mode. He kept rushing to force Ruth to undress and open her own clothes afterwards.

"What's wrong with Dava? He's not usually like this. Am I wrong?" ruth was confused to see the attitude of her husband so fierce.

"Dav..aw's sick!" crybaby Ruth.

"Dava, don't be like this." He made a sound again when he felt a bite that really made him complain in both chunks of fat.

The night was so cold, but it did not make the bodies of the two stop sweating. Although the game has not yet fully occurred. The warm-up Dava made was absolutely perfect even if it was just a glance.

"Dav, slowly. Dav, please slow down..." Ruth was terrified to see the husband's passionate gaze as he directed his possession towards her heavenly burrow.

And at the same time, a long scream from Ruth's mouth made her unable to stop the action.

Dava's strong grip felt this time when the pounding was so hard he gave for the first time.

"Gram!!" One taste that made him completely close his eyes could not express his wise feelings tonight.

Likewise with Ruth, her eyes seemed to enjoy a touch that was completely different from her husband. Although curious, but he put aside that feeling.

After stopping with the action for a moment, now Dava again showered the lips of the wife with her senses so very greedy.

The two continue to clash lips and also energy in their respective intimate parts to vent the feelings that are in his desire.

The turn of the clock on the wall of the room witnesses the two couples who race each other alternately position from the beginning.

Where Dava who feels the pleasure of losing with the action of the wife who is not satisfied if not contribute to this game.

Both are always changing their positions. Until the clock points at the number four.

Below here, Ruth who finally gave up on long voices many times felt very tired. Unlike the husband who still looks very fit and still blazing fire of his spirit.

"Dav, uh..." Ruth complained of pain in her sensitive area that had started to feel so hot.

Honey, Dava can't hold back anymore. Tonight was a long night for him.

"I'm sorry, Ruth. I purposely did this for you, honey. I didn't mean to hurt you, honey." Dava didn't get to see the wife in pain, while the jono down there he can not stop from the heat struggle because of the influence of drugs that Dava prepared for tonight.

"What's up with Dava tonight? Why so different than usual? Is he possessed?" Ruth shook her head in fear as she imagined the impossible.

He kept moaning and could only give up. His energy was completely exhausted this time. Against will not be able to, the husband who has a very strong energy now takes the wheel on his body with a race that never recedes.

Throughout the rest of the hours leading up to the morning, Ruth continued to grimace the heat in her part. Until the rolling hour hand pointed to the number seven, where the morning sun had started to penetrate the curtains of the room where they released fatigue this time.

　

Dava slowly got up from his sleep and walked towards where his clothes were already scattered on the floor of the room.

He looked back at the woman sleeping on the bed with a thick blanket looking calm.

Tok

Tok

Tok

The sound of knocking on the door outside the room made Dava get distracted from the wife's face.

He walked to the front door, opened and saw whose figure was coming at this moment. "Mbok," he said staring at the face of the Mbok who was standing right in front of him.

"Sorry sir, did something happen to Non Ruth? How come we haven't had breakfast yet? Is Non Ruth sick?" Mbok Nan leaned in with many questions that appeared alternately in his mind from earlier because he looked at the dining table that was only filled with two people. The Princess, and also the Joints.

Dava who heard it answered. "Yes, of course Mbok."

"Huh? What happened Sir? Here let Mbok take care of Non Ruth, sir." Mbok Nan pushed the body of her husband from her employer without hesitation.

If it comes to Ruth, Mbok Nan will behave as should the concern of every parent to his child.

"Goddesshemale...Non Ruth's. Well...this why is it like this room?" Mbok Nan spoke without being able to contain the anxiety within him.

His eyes were staring around the room Dava was following from behind. "Mbok," called Dava as she stared at him.

Mbok Nan who silenced his mouth to understand what happened from the beginning, now turned his body to devour Dava behind him with slowmotion.

"Hehehe.sorry, Sir. Mbok has come in. Discharged...Mbok is worried about Non Ruth, Mr. Dava." he said, smiling awkwardly.

Dava nodded without a sound. He was also a little embarrassed because it looked so sad when he showed the view of the red and blue tiger motif in the smooth white lehen the wife.

Once again Mbok Nan nodded her head awkwardly then turned her head towards the back. Ensuring his vision is correct about the state of the woman lying soundly on the bed.

"Have, Mbok?" dava asked with his warm face in the rest of his power that was almost spent all night fighting on the bed.

"Hehehe.iya Mister. It's been. Then go out first. Breakfast to drop off, sir?" mbok Nan asked with his clumsy face.

The old lady lowered her head and walked towards the back door. While Dava just stared at his departure by shaking his head and stepping towards the bathroom after locking the door of his room.

Here, at the dining table looks Jendi staring at the chair where the former who is now his sister. Whether it's the truth or a mistake. Most importantly he can only keep this love forever for one woman, Ruth Surya Dinata.

"What happened to you, Ruth?"  tanyanya lirih stared blankly at the chair that was always the center of attention at dinner and breakfast.

"Mbok, come. Putli's done with that." The voice of the Princess broke the Joints daydream instantly.