Touch My Body's

Mulan's Behavior

"Mother Mulan why, sir?" Bora was in a hurry to approach her superior son who looked messy with hair and clothes that were no longer neat like that.

The man had not long arrived after he had been to the minimarket to buy mineral water to quench his thirst.

It was not until an hour Bora waited that she had been contacted by Rama to immediately pick them up in the restaurant lobby.

"Cepet open the door, Drill!" rama's orders still hold Mulan's two hands so as not to touch her more here and there.

Hurry the man wearing glasses opens the door and closes it again, then turns the car quickly towards the steering door.

"We're home, sir?" bora asked from the rearview mirror.

"Yes. Tap the gas if necessary!"

Bora nodded, started driving away from the restaurant lobby. In the back there Mulan started to mess up things that were not clear. Bora felt that something was wrong with Rama's wife.

"Ra .. hot, Ra." Mulan's face turned red with heavy breathing.

The woman's feet had gone up on Rama's thighs, rubbing her groin with the tips of her toes.

"Jeez, Mulan..," ringis Rama amused. "You can't do it, anyway?" his jolt moved Mulan's leg from up there.

Her raised dress showed her smooth white thighs, further making Rama unsettled. This woman would be even more crazy if she let it go, he thought.

"Stop, Drill!" rama's orders again to his assistant.

The man swiftly stepped on the brake pedal, stopping by a fairly crowded roadside.

"What's up, sir?" ask Bora.

"Lo get off, let me take my own car home!"

"W-what, Sir? Downstairs?" bora asked again in disbelief.

"Yes, spit! I can't see Lo all my cars when she's like this again."

Bora frowned, noticing Mulan who had indeed looked different from since they had split up earlier. Bora felt she had already asked the waiter of the restaurant not to put anything else into Mulan's drink like Rama's previous orders. Then, why did the long-haired woman look like she was drunk? Did the waiter forget his orders?

"Young...! No, no, anyway?! Shucks down!" rama was impatient.

"Yes, Sir." Bora rushes to open the seat belt, getting out of Rama's car.

"Call a taxi to go home!" Rama makes a sound before taking his own car away from Bora.

The man seemed to have to ask the waiter of the restaurant he ordered earlier to take care of Rama and Mulan's dinner about what really happened to the two.

Bora suspects Rama is actually giving his wife a high alcoholic drink to get Mulan drunk.

"Later Lo mix high alcoholic beverages into Mulan drinks, well, Bor..," said Rama this afternoon.

"Why, Sir? Is it Mom, Mulan's a drinker?" bora asked not to know.

"You don't have much to do! Go along with what I said. Later Lo rented one waiters (servants) to mix the drink into Mulan's drink. Inget and don't forget!" Such was Rama's order to Bora this afternoon.

Bora is confused why Rama suddenly asked him to mix high alcoholic beverages into Mulan drinks at their dinner.

In his heart he kept mumbling did Rama want to be able to sleep with Mulan in order to hold the woman with him? Or, because Rama has fallen in love with Mulan to do something as low as this?

Bora knew Mulan would be very angry and hate Rama and himself if he did something like that to her.

"Ra .. hot, Ra. I can't stand it...." Mulan was still complaining in the seat.

The woman began to raise the dress that was worn to the limit of her thighs, while shaking her hands in search of cool air.

"We'll be there soon, Lan. Wait a minute again...." Rama did not want to look in the back seat.

Even the front rearview mirror beside him he pulled upwards so as not to make his focus diverted. Rama must stay focused on bringing the car so they can arrive soon.

Rama did not want to be made crazy himself just by looking at a part of the beautiful Mulan body.

"Ra, hug me, Ra...." Mulan advanced towards Rama in front of her, wrapping her hands around the man's neck.

"Ra..," whispered Mulan in Rama's ear.

Breath that feels tickling behind Rama's ears suddenly makes it stiff. Mulan's delicate hands and fingers rubbed her neck and chest.

Mulan had gone completely insane driving her to go crazy with this unconscious woman's behavior. I don't know what medicine the waiter put into another customer's drink to make Mulan like this, Rama murmured in his heart.

"Don't bother me, Lan. I'll bring a car!" rama brushed off Mulan's hand.

The woman under the influence of the drug did not speak at all to Rama. Mulan instead moved to the front seat, tearing off her dress that felt blocking her from moving.

"Oh my goodness Mulan.," cried Rama shocked to see the behavior of his wife.

Mulan was already beside him and was seen preparing to pounce on him. Rama thinks they will not make it home safely if they see Mulan's increasingly wild behavior. Evident from how Mulan even moved to sit on Rama who was carrying a car, and began to touch teasing his maleness faith.

"Eh, Lan. Do not gini, Lo can not sit here Mulan..," said Rama frustrated.

"But I want it this way, Ra. You just bring a car, I will not disturb you elo," said Mulan with a raucous voice.

"Gosh, Lan. We're gonna be fucked up if Lo's like this." Rama tried to look ahead of Mulan's long hair.

The woman had kissed, bitten, and snapped her neck leaving her traces there with her hands slowly descending to touch her mighty object.

Rama's pride object has been stiffened because of the touch of Mulan who is now increasingly saddling her trousers.

Rama can only snort with a heavy breath, he has to hurry up to the house before Mulan makes him want more.

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Exam started, well Rama 🤭😆