The Obsession of the Enthusiast
Wana Permit

Artha followed Wana to the 2nd floor, to Wana's room.

"Narrow touts don't protest, Om" murmured Wana.

Where could Artha protest. Just looking at the room around you is not. In his eyes there was only Wana and a towel that was coiled above his head.

"You just shampooed?" ask Artha.

"Yes. After cleaning the abandoned room earlier, so afraid of being contaminated with the virus," said Wana.

Artha chuckles.

Next, the man hugged Wana from behind.

Wana was shocked and shocked.

This fast?! Don't copy it yet, right?! Her thought.

Si Om opened the towel on Wana's head. Half wet, but already many parts are dry.

"Scent," Artha buried her face in Wana's neck.

Holy hooch!

Wana was shocked and felt her heart beating so fast. On the one hand, he was hugged like that by a man, but on the other hand he felt very comfortable.

This is how it feels to be so dear?! Why is the touch like electricity.

"Open up?" Artha slipped her hand behind Wana's shirt.

"Don't, you'll get stuck!" prevent Wana while getting rid of Artha's hand

"I've been trying to hold back from yesterday" Artha muttered as she kissed Wana on the neck.

"Duh," complained Wana as the man's hands began to mischievously caress his belly behind the shirt.

"Don't pass out again huh," Artha chuckled.

"I wasn't ready at the time,"

"So you're ready now?"

"Make kiss already prepare the heart. But make everything else beyond expectations,"

"Yes, now I say before I start" Artha urged Wana to sit on the bedside.

"I want to ..." Artha looked at Wana with longing.

As always, without make up, it becomes more beautiful. His face was plain and natural with large round eyes and thin lips. Sweet living doll. Thought Artha.

"... Touching and feeling yourself with my tongue and hands, the taste of your lips, your neck, and this one too," Artha's index back shifted to the top area of Wana's chest.

"...especially this one" he said.

Wana took a deep breath in tension. When she finally allowed Artha into her room, she knew that the scene was not just a chat.

Actually what he wanted to once again feel in a conscious state was Artha's kiss.

But the name of the man, will not stop there.

The problem is that Wana is actually starting to open her heart to Artha.

"Thank you for the confirmation, but ..."

Wana's doubtful gaze did not dampen Artha's intentions.

"Here," the man immediately pulled the nape of Wana to get closer without giving Wana a chance to continue his sentence.

And put his lips to Wana's lips.

Here goes! This taste which I felt at that time was only fleeting, Inner Artha. The characteristic sweet taste of Wana's lips instantly penetrated her brain and made a kind of opium for her blood flow.

While Wana is still trying to learn everything. Her fingers were tightly grasping Artha's arms nervously. He is mastering himself with all his might, staying in real life.

"Slow down, this is my first time" said Wana.

Artha held onto Wana's fingers warmly, then stuffed the girl's index finger into her mouth and stroked her slowly.

Wana looked at him stunned.

"That's what you're going to feel all over your body,"

"Hm," muttered Wana with a worried face. That seintens, can I adjust?! Thought Wana.

"Just trust me. I'll keep your honor, '" Artha gently kissed the back of Wana's hand.

Wana was overwhelmed by the man's romance. The girl smiled and nodded, allowing Artha to touch her.

But Artha's gentle demeanor turned out to be only a momentary one. After getting the permission of Wana, the next as fast as lightning struck, Artha immediately turned passionate.

Artha squeezed Wana's chest with anxiety, accompanied by the whimper of Wana that was like in the clouds. The man took a sip at Wana's open neck.

"Don't be naughty! You know you'll hold the chest..."

"What do you want, I'll try to buy it. I want to touch your body," Artha growled while slightly forcing the Wana shirt over the girl's head, and opened her bra.

Wana complained of embarrassment and reflexes away while covering her puffed chest, but Artha's big hand held her back.

"There was no time" Artha growled as she glanced at Wana's lips with a slight coarseness, and wrapped her tongue around her tongue.

Wana almost fainted so shocked.

"Don't faint, I'll be able to do something else you don't know" Artha threatened.

Wana immediately tried to be aware.

"Here, your hand is here," murmured Artha as she pointed Wana's hand toward ... The hard thing behind the guy's pants.

Wana suffocated in shock.

He realized what he was touching.

Is this the real face of his Om-Om girlfriend?!

Wana's lips were again snatched away, this time deeper than before. Artha is so passionate! The man restrained Wana's head from being able to turn his head.

Wana was almost asphyxiated, so the girl moved her fingers grasping Artha's body.

He took that part.

Slowly down to the bottom area.

Then go up again gently.

As predicted, Artha let go of her lips and now muttered.

"Yes, so,"

Oho! So this is how to master this man, this African Lion?!

How does it feel so easy?

With just a soft caress, the haughty Artha became unusually obedient.

"Darling?" while stroking more quickly, Wana decided to test how much her fingers conquered Artha.

"Hm?" Artha took another sip on Wana's chest.

"I'm asking for birkin,"

"Yes,"

"I also asked for jewelry,"

"Yes,"

"My debt is paid off,"

"That can't be, just ask for something I love,"

"Heh?! Why?!"

Artha lifted her face and looked at Wana gently. "Sister you asked me specifically. He said you have to learn from below to understand how to appreciate the income and satisfaction gained while enjoying money from your own hard work. You were too pampered all this time, he said,"

Wana stopped her movement.

His sister, apparently asked Artha directly.

Well, if it's her brother's request, Wana will not want to obey even though she has a heavy heart.

Because Wana believed, her brother did not do that with bad intentions. There must be a Vana behavior that he considered outrageous.

"Yes, then ... I want free meal coupons in the employee's cafeteria and privileged access in the office" said Wana.

"Yes,"

Wana sped up her caress. All he did with Artha kept fully dressed.

Not that he understands the process. Everything she did was based on her female instinct.

The village-han Artha was hunting more and more, the man was wriggling back the lips of Wana.

"Yes, so. You're smart..." The man started to mess up.

A few minutes later, a loud growl from Artha.

Then the man went limp. He hugged Wana spoiled and possessively while burying his face between the thighs of Wana.

At that time Wana realized, Artha who was helpless due to her tiny fingers, could have been lulled with fingers from other women who were softer.

He is jealous of Stela's mother.

After all, their actions this time had gone too far if it was only called 'dating'.

"Omm?" call Wana when Artha is lying on her lap panting.

"Hm?" mummified Artha.

"I want to be Om's wife, how?"

Artha's consciousness instantly returned again.