Since I Found You
Sweaty Body

Altea was doubtful. He looked up, looking at the handsome face of Ludwig who was also looking at him with a strange look. Altea understood what the man wanted. But he doesn't know what to do.

Looking at the hesitant Altea, Ludwig immediately grabbed hold of the young lady's nape. He clasped Altea's long hair tightly, then pulled her until Herbert's beautiful face drew closer. Before long, Ludwig leaned his head on the back of the sofa with a look up position. His pair of gray eyes closed, with a sigh that began to hunt.

For a while, Louis felt he was a king. However, it was not the end of the beautiful night. Ludwig, holding Altea's head back by grasping the young woman's long hair. Altea's pretty face looked up slightly, with wet lips.

“Enough,” says Ludwig. He held onto Altea's face, slightly pressing his cheek which was still in a looked up position. Ludwig looked back at the beautiful face of the brunette woman until he was completely satisfied.

After being satisfied, the owner of Goldgeld Casino removed his hand from the face that had looked rather shabby earlier. Ludwig smiled cynically. He brought his face closer and kissed Altea again. The handsome man pulled the beautiful body up into his lap.

Altea, who was half drunk, was just acting resignedly. Again, he allowed Ludwig to rule. Altea even started hallucinating. He smiled spoiled while cupping the man's face, then melted the lip-drenched whiskers and thin beard with passion.

“Master,” whispered the woman who was already in such a state of innocence. “Did you miss me?” whispered again. “Let's repeat like that night.” In the view of Altea, the man who was fondly fondling her on the sofa was the figure of the owner of blue-eyed blonde hair, Vlad Ignashevich. The handsome Russian man is clearly visible, treating his longing for him.

“Tuan ..” Altea was slow, when what he did with Vlad the night before he left Sieseby was repeated. The twenty-three-year-old woman groaned spoiled, enjoying every move of her union with Ludwig whom she regarded as Vlad.

It was a long night for both of them. They even continued the hot activity in the room, in a large bed belonging to Ludwig Stegen. The man who would make Altea a comfort woman for the upper class.

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The sun is already spreading its warm light. The light penetrated through the white-covered glass window that was already open. Altea woke up from her sleep with a heavy head. His body was also tired. Faint in the memory of the young woman, imagined the hot scene played with Ludwig. The owner of the luxury apartment where he currently resides.

Altea got out of bed. With a body without a thread, the young woman walked towards the door she believed was the bathroom. What Altea thought was indeed true, even though the room was too luxurious if it should be called a bathroom.

With a quiet step, Altea walked into the shower box. He started to clean the body there. A little while later, Altea came out wearing white bathrobes, which he got from a special storage area in the bathroom earlier.

A pair of Altea brown eyes roamed every corner of the spacious room. The mini dress she wore last night, nowhere. Altea recalled that she started everything from the living room. Maybe the mini dress is there too. Without thinking twice, he stepped quietly out of the room.

However, before he arrived in the living room, Altea passed through a room where he saw Ludwig doing physical exercise. Altea was glued for a while at her place of standing, watching the man with an athletic body who was exercising while bare-chested. The owner of the brown eyes bit his lower lip. Who would have thought, that he had spent a long passionate night with the man.

Ludwig, who felt he was being watched by someone, immediately stopped his activities. He turned his head towards where Altea was standing, after turning off the loud music that accompanied his morning activities. Ludwig walked over to the woman with white bathrobes and wet hair. “Good morning,” reply. The tone of speech and the look on the man's face were cold. It seems, Ludwig is indeed a much more unpleasant character, when compared to Vlad.

“Good morning,” reply Altea. “I looked for my clothes,” he said staring for a moment at Ludwig who was bathed in sweat.

“Oh.” A response that sounds really annoying. Making the taste in Altea's heart become anxious and want to just say the word ‘sucks’. However, Altea certainly did not do that. He just glanced, then passed from before the man.

“Are you hungry?” ludwig asked, when Altea had already walked a few steps away from him.

“I will go home to where Mrs Delma is,” Altea said turning his head for a moment. He continued his steps towards the living room.

Ludwig did not respond anymore. He just took a deep breath. Back in the mind of the thirty-year-old man, his meeting with a figure named Vlad Ignashevich. Ludwig is sure, if that man is called by the name ‘Tuan’ by Altea.

After Ludwig entered the room, Altea followed. He didn't know that the man had gone in there. Altea was dressed in the room, where he served the bilogical passion of Ludwig Stegen, who was dissatisfied with just two games a night.

“Ah!” Altea complained quietly. She was busy taking care of the dress cord behind her. As the woman was struggling with the small rope, Ludwig came out of the bathroom wearing a towel that covered the stomach to the knees.

Altea was fixated for a moment while looking at the man. However, he immediately looked away, as Ludwig walked towards him. The brown-haired handsome man just flashed behind Altea, who again could only exhale grievously.

Altea never knew if it felt like this, when her body and self-esteem were no longer meaningful to get an honor from a man. He also has no plans. One thing is for sure, I don't know which other man will enjoy his service in bed.

“What should I do after this?” altea asked, when he saw Ludwig had returned from the walk in closet, wearing a short-sleeved Army T-Shirt. Clothes that could not hide some tattoo carvings on the man's muscular hand.

“Delma will prepare you again. He used to coordinate with Eryk and Bryda. They will mediate with guests who are interested in wearing your services,” explained Ludwig still with a cold tone, while putting a watch on his left wrist.

“How much money will I get in one date?” ask Altea again.

“I can't give you the nominal estimate you'll get. It all depends on how smart you are. Expect to meet a generous man who is willing to give you a lot of money tip.” Ludwig regained his combed hair.

“Then, what do you think?” altea asked with hair that still looked tangled.

“What?” Ludwig asked back. He looked at the woman.

Altea looks risi. He may feel awkward to ask what is on his mind at the moment. However, the judgment of Ludwig would definitely be very influential.

Altea bit her lip. After thinking for a while, he felt that there was nothing that should make him feel ashamed. He had sex last night with that guy. There are no more boundaries between them.

“How about my service last night?” tanya Altea ventured.

Ludwig, who was tidying up his jacket, turned his head. He turned around, then walked closer to standing in front of Altea. Ludwig stared fixedly at the beautiful woman for a moment. “Tick yourself. I'll take you to Delma.” An answer that does not correspond to Altea's question. However, before Altea could protest, Ludwig had already left the room.

“Boggy and sucks!” altea grumbled as he tidied his hair in front of the mirror.

A few moments later, Altea left the room. He rushed to the living room to get his shoes. Without saying much to Ludwig who was busy with his cellphone, Altea immediately used the gold-colored ankle strap heels that he wore last night.

“Delma has coordinated with Bryda. He said that you got the first customer for tomorrow night,” Ludwig said without taking his eyes off the phone screen.

“Ah, thank goodness. That way, I can immediately collect money.”

“For what?”

“To pay off my father's entire debt.”