ENTANGLED IN ADULT LOVE
S2. 104. Naughty Insects Masterpiece
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"Aaaarghhm ... Florence ..."
El long moaned, before finally the entire joints of his body seemed to want to be released one by one, along with his terrible release.
El's right hand turned the full eye of the tap, so that the water from the shower above his head was getting tighter.
"Huhhfh .. huhhfh ..."
El's breath sounded dull, as if running a marathon around a giant stadium twelve times a round at once.
Although the achievement felt less because it was only limited to solo impingement obtained by El through imagining the body of Florence that wrapped around ero tis, but on the other hand El can breathe a sigh of relief, because in the end he was not up to do the bad thing that had prevented himself from becoming a man breng sek.
El propped her body up for a moment against the bathroom wall. Slowly his breath that originally drove the tub pursued by madmen slowly began to loosen, until finally El decided to roll back the tap eyes to stop the pace of water from the shower.
With his body wrapped in a bathrobe, El came out of the bathroom.
El decides to get dressed first before then approaching the bed. He smiled as his pair of eyes found the body of Florentia, which was coiled deliciously under a thick blanket.
The cute face of Florence on her bed looks so innocent.
Well .. because El is very hopeful, in the future when Florence really belongs to him forever, El will continue to find the scenery where Florence is rolled on her bed like this ...
"Florensia, you're so innocent like a kitten. After making me almost crazy withholding desire .. you can fall asleep like this ..."
El muttered slowly, and with a definite step he had brought his body into the same blanket.
The body of the Florentine who slept to get into his comfortable embrace.
El smiled as he found the Florentine arm encircling his body immediately.
Still under the subconscious, the girl's head then went inside her chest ...
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Florence blinked her eyes many times.
The temperature is so cold, coupled with a gust of air conditioner which is also very cold makes Florence awake in the early hours, ahead of the sun who has not yet appeared.
"What time is this ...?"
With a lazy feeling that still covers all the body, coupled with a head that feels heavy makes Florence want to re-embrace the roll, if only her intention to urinate is not urgent, as if it was at the end.
Inevitably, finally Florence was inching down from the bed slowly, but somehow gradually he began to realize the awkward feeling of the room he occupied, as if it became a foreign room.
Just as his two feet stepped on the cold floor, this time the Florentine could barely control himself.
Fortunately, he could immediately smother his own mouth to inhibit the pace of surprised cries that were about to be thrown out of his tiny mouth, while passing by the reflection of a large mirror he saw the figure of a burly man who fell asleep soundly on a long sofa.
'El ...?'
'So I was in the room EL ...?'
'Florence ... Florence ... how could you be in that shitty guy's room ...?'
'How desperate and annoying El's attitude is, El could not have been able to kidnap a man as big as you, otherwise you gave yourself up ...'
Suddenly the head of Florence increasingly dizzy, when he realized that last night he had been drunk due to the wine he had gulped many times.
'Stupid ... Stupid florensian ...!'
Florentia ceaselessly cursed in his heart, when he found the fact that he did not even remember at all, what had happened so that he could be in El's room, and slept soundly on the man's bed.
Slowly but surely Florence walked on tiptoes, entering the bathroom whose door was located in one corner of the room.
It felt as soon as possible, the Florentine wanted to wake up that slumbering body, but his small degree was truly unbearable.
Florence desperately went in and used El's bathroom, before asking El for an explanation of all the things she could not remember at all.
Right after his shitting business was over, Florence had found another reality, which was no less astonishing.
He found that he was standing right in front of the sink with a large mirror that filled most of the bathroom walls, and Florence only realized that her body was currently wrapped in her sleeping pajamas made of quite thin and ...
"Aaaaaahhh ...!"
Florence was suffocated, as her pair of eyes caught a perfectly reflected horror scene from the mirror in front of her.
"T-no .. aa .. what is this ... this sign ... all over my body... Even similar marks are in the area ..."
A pair of Florentine eyes moved violently, and his anger ignited so quickly, like a fire that had been deliberately doused with gasoline.
Florentia lunged at the bathroom door with a face full of anger, about to hit a perverted man out there.
'Baji ngan tengil, if not he who did all this ... then who else ...?!'
Florentia's anger is almost unstoppable.
The sound of a door leaf that crashed violently, able to make El who fell asleep on the sofa contact the shortest.
"Florence ...??"
El tried to get up while rubbing his eyes, the man even had a chance to yawn.
"You ... What are you doing?! Tell me what you've done?!" florence's index finger was seen pointing straight at the nose of El who was trying to get up perfectly, his teeth were even grinding withholding furiously.
"Flo, I didn't do anything ..."
"Lied!!"
Florentia's brilliance stood right in front of El with a cold, piercing look, but gradually his eyes began to glaze over as his mind grew wildly, busy prejudging about what El had done when he could not even remember anything.
"Say El, w-who changed my clothes ... with these pajamas ...?" asked Florence in a stifled voice.
El shook his head. "Where do I know, Flo? Isn't that what you did yourself? I don't know, because when you came to my room, you were already wearing these pajamas ..."
El said it sincerely, but of course he lied.
In fact, last night El had been sneaking into the Florentine room, just to take a woman's nightgown, as well as put the blouse and denim pants originally worn by the Florentines into the corner of the room.
All of that was deliberately done by El to remove the trace, because El had difficulty re-wearing the tight-sized clothes to the body of Florence.
El got up from the top of the long sofa, standing right in front of Florence with a face that looked tangled.
Behind his overflowing anger Florence could not help but swallow her own saliva, when she realized the man before her was standing straight in front of her nose with a chest swallow, as if deliberately showing the muscles of his body are clay, which is plastered real and so beautiful.
'Otak ... Where did my brain go? Oh my eyes... My eyes oh my God .. My eyes why can't I switch from all this?'
'Too beautiful .. I don't want to turn away ...'
'Jeez Florence ... You're thinking what ...??'
Bathin Florensia had a big fight inside, but her pair of eyes remained unable to switch, busy exploring the entire body with a bumpy stomach ... until when he had realized something strange was also seen adorning some of the white surface of El's skin.
"I-it .. i-it ..." Florence grazed. His index finger that was directed energetically to the end of El's pointed nose, now looks trembling.
El lowered his face, as if to find out what exactly Florentia meant, which turned out to be a trace of ownership that El got last night, from the woman who was pointing her index finger at him.
"K-say, El .. k-why that ... that ..."
"Bite to insects."
"Appa ...?!"
Florence suffocated while smothering her own mouth. He shook his head many times to hear El's reply which sounded relaxed, in response to his curiosity for the purplish red mark that adorned several parts of El's body, and, which looks exactly the same as the one in some parts of his body.
"Why? Is your body also bitten by insects ...?" el asked, rubbing the surface of his skin, with his two fingers wide.
Florence threw away her red face.
"Well, the one who did it must have been a male insect ..."
Florensia glared at El who was even chuckling.
"The ranch is located outside the city, and is surrounded by small hills and forests that continue to be preserved by the Arshlan family. It's only natural that there are still a lot of insects that roam around at night, so they can bite you and ..."
"Yes, I understand." concluded Florence with her face increasingly met.
What a dead Florentia really did not expect, if it turns out that the body El also experienced something similar like him, whereas since the beginning of Florence has suspected El in such a way.
Strange traces .. which turned out to be the result of naughty insects!
While El could barely hold back his laughter, he realized how easily he tricked Florence.
"Basic of a plain woman ...!"
El is getting more and more anxious.
How could the Florentines believe so easily, if the imprint of El's mischief on the surface of his body was the work of a rogue male insect?
Suddenly the fragments of the scene last night back dancing in the mind of El.
Real hot.
So hot El even barely broke his limits, if only genuine affection and desire that did not want to damage the woman he loved did not necessarily control his soul, maybe this morning ... florensia will hate her for the rest of her life!
'Luckily I have the same mark on this body, because otherwise somehow my fate ...'
In silence El smiled triumphantly, while continuing to wipe some purplish red traces stamped on the surface of his skin .. which is the result of the masterpiece of female insects, no less naughty ...!
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