The Quadrillion System of Dark Immigrants

Sacrifice of the Siska Principle

Addressing such threats, Alek became furious and began to contact his men in charge of escorting the immigrants to return to their respective countries. 

"Alerto, call them all. Ask if they are out of the country. Report to me tomorrow when I have breakfast." Arga spoke to Alerto and passed away leaving Alerto who was directly working on Arga's orders. 

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"Miss, Mr. Arga is back, he is still not down and is still in his room. 

"Arga is back?" Siska who got a report from her employees that Arga was back, was very happy and went straight to Arga's room. 

With access, Siska can enter Arga's room without having Arga open it from the inside. It looks Arga is still asleep with a position hugging the bolster. 

"5 days I didn't see you. I don't know what you're doing out there, either. But you look so tired." Siska was deep in heart when she saw Arga still asleep hugging the bolster. 

"Do I have to comfort you? But what about my principles? I would do it if I was married. But if I maintain that principle, I will lose the competition for Arga. I'm sure he's been enjoying the bodies of some of the women trying to get close to him. Because, from what I feel. Arga's lust is huge."

"For your sake, sir. I will set aside my principles" Siska deepened in her heart. Siska's heart felt extremely pounding after Siska would put aside her principles. 

Siska slowly walked towards Arga's bed. Slowly, Siska began to remove every single piece of cloth that covered the beauty of her body. The smooth skin of Siska slowly began to appear, although the lighting in Arga's room was not so bright because the window curtains were not fully opened. 

The clothes that covered his upper body had now been removed. The skirt above the knee slowly Siska opened. Without feeling it, Siska's tears fell from her eyes. The crown he had guarded for 24 years must be handed over to Arga for a purpose. Now Siska was only wearing d*lam clothes and continued to slowly let go. 

Every movement of Siska's hand that took off her own clothes, felt like a razor-shattered incision slashing through her heart. It felt very heavy but still Siska had to do. Siska couldn't possibly get to Arga just by seducing him. While Siska's rivals are very beautiful and young. Siska realized that, age became the difference between Siska and others. However, if the smoothness of Siska's skin will feel the same as a girl under 20 years old. 

The chest that was so big and beautiful now began to open one by one. Want Siska to cancel her intention. But Siska seemed to have no other way but the most powerful weapon of every woman, giving pleasure. 

Now only the remaining d*lam pants cover her body.Siska slowly sat on the bed where Arga slept. Siska began to lay her body on the bed. Tears that came out of her eyes, Siska wiped it dry. 

Arga who had opened his eyes, tried to feel the warmth and pleasure that felt springy on his back. Arga did not immediately respond to the pleasure of a kiss on the neck that Siska gave to Arga. Arga does not yet know who is behind him. 

"Is this a dream? Or is this really real? If this is real, who's behind me? Is Bella? Or Melisa? Not likely. I'm sure I locked the door. After all, the doors of this hotel can not be opened from the outside without a key. Jesus.. It's siska." Arga was deeply entrenched in his heart by continuously restraining the turmoil from within his body. 

Although Arga still continues to try to withstand the turmoil in his body. The little Adek that was below his navel, quickly transformed into a giant that was ready to fight showed his manhood. 

"Why Siska? Ahhh.. My head is so dizzy that it's holding this up." Siska who is hard to know Arga has awakened, the more friendly kiss Arga's neck and back that Arga increasingly unable to bear. 

"Holding back this feeling really torments me. But if I indulge in my lusts that continue to beat the drums of this war, I will be increasingly caught in a vortex of confusion that can get even more chaotic. I'll be even more confused to answer Melisa's question." Arga continued to dampen his appetite even though the war drums in his heart continued to grow stronger to make the muscle monster now throbbing looking for opponents. 

"I can't help it if Siska keeps teasing me like this." Arga sat down and turned around to ask Siska to stop teasing him. 

But the shocking thing happened when Arga turned around, Arga was immediately faced with the sincerity of Siska skin and the thickness of the balloon that Arga often imagined. When Arga was pensive with the natural scenery he had just seen. With a flash Siska's lips have kissed Arga's lips. A very soft and delicious lip kiss that she gave to Arga. 

The turmoil in the body of Arga increasingly rebellious to get the pleasure of Siska lips. Without being able to hold back any longer, Arga's hand that had previously been nailed to his side. Now it began to move touching the smooth skin of Siska from the thigh to the lump below Siska's waist. 

The hand that was now grasping the lump below Siska's waist started to squeeze and gently swirled around. With the turmoil of the hunt, Arga's hands again walked up and began to reach for a very soft balloon. Jemari Arga now began to look for the tip of the balloon and began to slowly play it like a marble. 

Now Arga seems to have forgotten the world that lately has been torturing his body and mind. What is in Arga's brain is just an unparalleled enjoyment of natural beauty with voluptuous gentle touches. Arga began to let go of her kiss and began to explore Siska's neck with her lips and tongue. The fragrance of Siska's body increasingly makes the turmoil of war increasing. 

While Siska now closed her eyes to get pleasure all over her skin. But it is like a stab that continues to hit incessantly. Siska's chest was very painful to feel the pleasure of Arga's kiss which now began to venture down and circling in both balloons located in his chest. 

Siska began to moan feeling the touch of her tongue at the tip of her balloon. The more Siska whimpers to feel pleasure, the more turbulent Arga's spirit to fight. But the moans of pleasure in every inch of Siska's body further tore up her feelings. 

As Arga's tongue roamed on Siska's chest, Arga's hands began to descend and reach for the only cloth that covered the beauty of Siska's body thoroughly. When Arga's fingers had locked the last cloth on Siska's waist, Arga slowly pushed it down to escape. Siska's legs began to be lifted to make it easier for Arga to remove the only cloth that covers the beauty of the body of Siaka.