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Misjudging

In a luxurious apartment, occupied only by a young man, the room seemed a little bristling, because the main light had been turned off.

The man was sitting near the window sucking on a nicotine object flanked on both fingers. His feet were perched on the other chair, while his body was only held in kimono.

With a sad look, he looked up at the star-studded blue sky.

But his mind was focused only on one direction, that of a young girl named Chilla. The girl who promised to give up her body tonight.

Given that Alva slightly pulled the corner of her lips up, feeling foolish, she was sure Chilla would not likely come to see him. Why is he waiting with anxious hope?

Because he knew, Chilla wouldn't be that brave. Plus the Chilla family who are often overprotective, can not this, can not that.

All those reasons again led Alva to believe, what Chilla was talking about was sheer nonsense.

Finally, with a hint of disappointment, Alva got up from the chair, planning to rest her body. But at once his steps stopped, his eyes opened wide as soon as he heard the door of his apartment opened by someone.

The chilla? Inner Alva cheered.

Chilla stepped slowly, walking every inch of the room with trembling legs, looking for the whereabouts of the man she loved.

At first he was gamang, but soon he tepis because it will all just make him labeled as a braggart.

Increasingly, the tiny legs brought him into the apartment Alva, until it stopped at a door of the room that he believed was the man's room.

Many times Chilla gulped her saliva with great difficulty, just thinking of opening the door of the room or not.

But everything was already wet, it was impossible to walk backwards and run away.

Finally with a tremendous nervousness Chilla turned the door knob.

Chequek!

Not locked at all, it means that Alva has prepared this all for him.

Chilla again felt nervous, he was like he was going to be executed by the owner of the room, even though he himself volunteered to come.

As soon as Chilla's body entered perfectly. And...

Prok!

With a single pat, suddenly the light shone brightly. And it was successful to make Chilla stare at the bed where Alva was, by just wearing a kimono towel the man sat with full authority.

Their eyes met, locked for quite a long time.

By just being stared at like that, it was able to make the blood on Chilla's body rippled strangely.

And the nervousness that had struck, suddenly disappeared somewhere.

In contrast to Chilla, Alva continued to browse with details all attached to her little girl's body, a gray knee-length mini dress, matching low-heeled shoes, beautiful shoulder-length hair, and the thin makeup fleshed out the girl's appearance.

One word for Chilla, perfect.

"I thought you weren't coming." Cibir Alva, cut off both views.

Chilla blinked softly, then developed her smile, replying to Alva's sneer.

Then the foot of the ladder stepped closer towards the bed, without the cue of Chilla sitting herself on Alva's lap.

The man was infected with shock by Chilla's behavior, he thought this girl would be shy to start first.

Cup

"Chilla can't lie to Alva's sister." Chilla said after a quick peek at her lips.

Treated like that Alva felt increasingly challenged, only this time there was a woman who was so brave to him. Even that brief kiss was his first.

Hmh! Alva squeaks sideways. Then his eyes looked back sharply at Chilla, was it true that this girl would dare to do it all with him.

"Alright, no need to mince words anymore. Undress you!" Tell Alva with a voice that has not softened at all. With the intention of making Chilla afraid of him.

Chilla shook her head, "No way!" Resist.

Alva smiled a small smile, "I thought you were just messing with me." Once again Alva sneered hoping that Chilla would no longer continue her foolish intentions.

But it turns out that Alva was wrong, he misjudged the girl in front of him, Chilla pulled Alva's hand, leading her towards the zipper dress behind her back.

This time it was Chilla who smiled.

"Open up with Alva more exciting." Said Chilla while hanging her hand on Alva's neck, honestly it's a trick to neutralize Chilla's embarrassment, she can't think if she should open it.

Alva swallows her saliva, and it can be seen by Chilla's eyes, as the jakun looks up and down, making Alva look even more charming.

Because he felt his pride had been torn apart, without a second thought Alva pulled the zipper down, then without ba bi bu pulled Chilla's nape and anchored her first kiss there.

Alva's tongue increasingly stretched hard, trying to get into Chilla's mouth, with all his efforts finally succeeded, now his tongue continues to be interlocked and twisted with Chilla's tongue.

Keep exchanging saliva and taste the drunkenness he never felt.

It turned out to be this fun playing with her little girl.

With the naked eye he could see two beautiful circles that were being plastered challenging. So crazy.

Alva glanced at Chilla's face that had been flushed like a cherry, then re-launched his attack, giving a red sign in the two circles earlier.

Disgruntled, Alva finally removed the b*ra hook belonging to Chilla. With breath hunting each other the two looked at each other.

"You really want to be my mistress?" Alva asked reassuringly.

"Yes." Yeah." Chilla replied briefly, wanting it to be over soon, she was too embarrassed to show her half-naked body in front of Alva.

I hope you won't regret Chilla. Alva murmured in his heart.

The man immediately took a sip of the beautiful circle that had been circling his brain. Chilla immediately screamed favorably with Alva's treatment on her body.

The fine bristling feathers bear a silent witness to how intense, the taste of heat that radiates to the top of the crown.

Then the next second Alva brought Chilla into the contest. She held the little girl's body under her.

Chilla held onto the kimono strap that Alva was wearing, and Alva nodded approving of what Chilla was actually going to do.

Once pulled the kimono towel was wide open, displaying the heirloom that had been in the shadow of Chilla's brain.

A long thing ready to tear the limits of its nirwan.

Alva again peppered Chilla, tasted, crushed, squeezed and rubbed with a sharp taste.

In the sense of pleasure he received, suddenly a face of anger came to him. The fierce face he had known since he was in elementary school.

The more left it turns out the more it becomes.

The man immediately stopped his activity and shook his head eliminating what he saw.

When he saw the face of the woman under him Alva increasingly convinced his hallucinations were unstable.

"Big brother why?" ask Chilla curiously.

Alva just shook her head. Then back to the kiss licked by Chilla, but soon the angry face came back, even now felt was scolding her.

Alva did not care, he continued to carry on what his instincts wanted, but during that time the angry face was not lost. More and more cursing inexhaustibly.

"Arghhh... Om Pram." Sizzle Alva while shaking his head.

He clucked loudly because now his lust turned into a sense of annoyance. Why did the image of Chilla's father's angry face suddenly come, did he know his son was doing something that was not?

Finally Alva got up from Chilla's body, tied back the kimono, after finishing Alva invites Chilla to get up, and helps the girl put up her b*ra.

Chilla stared strangely at Alva's suddenly changed attitude, the girl immediately stopped Alva's hand that was installing a b*ra hook on her back.

"Why not be?" Chilla asked for an explanation, he did not want this mission to fail, he had already endured the shame of half-dead, so everything must go properly.

Alva did not care about Chilla's question, he kept the hook and helped Chilla fix her messy dress.

Chilla kept rebelling, she didn't want to be like this.

"Chilla doesn't want to, you have to continue what we did!" asserted Chilla, again Alva did not budge.

Chilla did not stay still, she pulled back Alva's hand to fall on her body.

"Don't be crazy! We can't do it." Alva then got up.

"Depy your clothes, I'll take you home." Reciprocity.

"No sister, Chilla doesn't. Brother has lied, he said only with us doing that brother is ready to be Chilla brother's mistress, we were almost aja ngelakuin, now brother stopped so? Who's actually here to mess around? Chilla or Alva's sister?" Chilla was obviously upset.

Alva pegged in his place, it's good that all this did not happen, but the fatal mistake he did was he himself who challenged Chilla to do this.

Ahhe... It's not his fault, it's the grumpy face of Chilla's father who came suddenly.

"Ahh I know, surely big brother can not do mein it well? So let Chilla. Brother is quiet downstairs. Chilla knows, Chilla is still an amateur, but Chilla—Chilla, Chilla has seen such a movie. So Chilla can." Said Chilla brushed off the rest of the embarrassment.

Insolent, this kid even thinks I can't do it?

Alva is massaging her temples more and more, that's not what she's worried about. But he also could not explain what made him have to cancel his intention.

"Sister." Chilla began to whine, tangled spoiled in Alva's arms.

Finally, there is no other way. By doing so or not, it seems that Alva must indeed accept the girl as his mistress.

"That's it, we don't have to do that. Because starting tonight, I'll accept you as my mistress."

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