Leaning Zone
The S 2 Chalenge
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With her right hand locked behind her body made Hana unable to move freely. He was only able to resign when Andre arbitrarily played in the neck area. He hated this smell. The smell that always reminded him of the bitter memories of his mother still being there.
“Andre, please do not gini,” please Hana on Andre.
“Why? Am I not meeting your standards enough?”
Hana's body bristled. Andre spoke right in front of his ears. Occasionally the wet chewy thing rubbed against his skin.
“I'm not this ordinary?”
“I can't believe.”
Andre's back on the plunge. He was not at all satisfied with what Hana said. She was a snake woman with great guts. She is the daughter of a night woman who was made a mistress by Galih Rahardja. So it is impossible that he is not familiar with the relationship of men and women who are done without love.
“Andre please.”
Hannah was not tired of pleading. He continued to struggle for Andre to release him. He wants to scream, baby this thing will be free and will only spend his energy.
“You shut up, and enjoy every service you get.”
Andre continued to attack Hana without caring about the groans of the women in his confinement. Hana was getting more chaotic when she realized her shirt buttons were open. Just a little more, and the top will open perfectly.
“Hiks, don't Andre, hiks..”.
Hana crying?
Andre's loosening his checks. At that time also the weak body of Hana slumped and sat down near her feet. He covered his face behind both palms.
This was the second time Andre had seen Hana shed tears. This woman was always haughty and reluctant to look weak. But when Andre started teasing him, his reaction would always be like this.
Andre grabbed the rest of the drink. He let Hana cry while finishing the remaining half of the can. Feeling less, he re-opened the other one and chugged it.
Hana's really hurt or is this just a trick to make me feel sorry?
Andre thrust the low-grade alcohol drink at Hana. “I won't do anything to you if you want to drink this with me.”
Hana shakes.
“OK, prepare to serve me tonight.”
Spontaneous Hana grabbed the can of drink in Andre's hand. He stared doubtfully at the drink that had now moved into his hand.
“Mala mini we drink together. I want to see who is stronger among us.” Andre grinned at Hana who was staring reluctantly at the drink in his hand. Andre currently took a position to sit behind Hana's body and petrified Hana pulling the cover.
“What do you want?” hana asked as Andre's hand came out of the can and held the front of her shirt.
“If you want to drink, all these buttons I will attach, but if you refuse again, I will devour you now.”
Andre returned to make Hana did not have time to think. Hana instantly closed her nose and downed her with her eyes closed.
You are indeed haughty, but once your weakness is touched you turn into a wretched woman.
Andre chuckled at Hana who was struggling to finish her drink.
Andre is advancing his body, “What is as terrible as that feeling?”
Andre turned his head and found Hana who was looking at him with a horrible look. Instead of pity, he actually re-opened the can for Hana to spend.
“Ready for second can?”
“Andre, I can'taaa..” Hana started to let go of her whining.
Andre gasp. Your acting is great. I won't be merciful just because you're acting spoiled.
“Stay spend or you me..”
“Iya, yes.” Hana grabbed her second drink.
Andre smiled in satisfaction and wrapped his arms around Hana's stomach.
“Are you ready for its chalenge?” whispered.
Hana turned her head to look at Andre's face that was on her shoulders. He frowned because he really didn't like the taste. His head started to turn. “The taste is teribble Ndre.”
Andre couldn't bear to let his lips pale without dye in front of him. Hana began to be able to retaliate because Andre often did this to him.
Hana nervous. He grabbed the can in Andre's hand and drank it willingly.
Mama, sorry Hana.
The two start racing to spend the can of alcoholic beverages that Andre brought. Until there came a time when Hana could not drink more. He ran and headed for the bathroom. He spat out the liquid with a very pungent smell. With a staggering step, Andre walked up to Hana. He massaged the nape of the girl, hoping it would lessen her suffering a little.
“Ck, just so drunk,” Andre's real sneer is also dizzy.
“Huek, huekk.
Hana was eager to reply to Andre's words, but the liquid from inside her stomach continued to urge her to come out.
“Ck, the kepan of the kelarnya anyway. Feel like waiting for bunting.”
Hana did not answer. He continued to grip the rim of the sink, while continuing to remove his entrails.
“Ha?! You may not get pregnant again. Ck, not yet I jajal.” Andre did not know himself to continue to rummage at will.
“Hgk..”.
Hana tried to fight her nausea. Andre can't just be left out.
“How can a virgin get pregnant?! I am not Maryam Andre.” Hana said in a high tone.
“Are you sure?” Andre Trifling.
“Of course,” replied Hana confidently.
“I’m not really.”
“It’s up to you.”
“Well, let me see.”
Hana snickered as Andre restrained her body as she was about to turn around. He looked at the annoyed man whose hobby once underestimated him.
Why did I realize that Hana has beautiful eyes. Although cute but looks clear and and wet. Her eyelashes are flat without mascara. Mono lid that has made his eyes look narrow without thick eyeliner. Damnit damnit! Why would a weed like you have to be beautiful like this.
With a brain that had lost some of its sanity, Andre began to hold both of Hana's arms and rode to a stop on her shoulder. He tightened his grip as he felt Hana pushing him.
“Ndre...” Hana gulps with difficulty. His stomach returned unwell but why did Andre have to hold him like this.
Andre advanced his face and stopped right beside Hana's ear.
“I just want to prove your point.”
This woman moved her body to escape, but unfortunately her female energy was not comparable to Andre. If only his mouth was not holding something back, maybe now he has been cursing Andre for breaking a promise even though he had complied.
Seeing Hana panic seems to be a new hobby for Andre. Andre continued to prank Hana until he felt a liquid hit his shoulder. Not yet he understood what was going on the liquid flowed down his chest.
“How dare you!”
Andre pushed Hana and took off both hands.His clothes were wet as well as Hana's. Just now Hana was back vomiting and was now smiling amusedly looking at her. An irritated Andre immediately took off his shirt and threw it in any direction.
Laughter Hana is gone already. There was amazement and fear that came together. He retreated as Andre slowly approached him.
Why such muscles can form in your body, even though you almost have no free time for exercise.
“Jeez?!” Hannah was surprised because her back hit the wall.
Why do I have to wear a charmed show, but now Andre is crazy. I should be able to focus on paying more attention to my safety.
Andre pressed Hana's body on one side of the bathroom. With one pull he managed to make Hana the same condition as him.
“Andre!” Hana squealed as Andre lifted his body. “What do you want?”
“Sstt. I just want to punish the brash women who throw up at me.”
“Andre, Andre. don't fuck Ndre.”
Andre didn't bother Hana at all. He was also dizzy but somehow he still had energy.
“Andre, I panuan Ndre, take me.” Hana is back. “I have an infectious skin disease. Andree!!!”
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