SAWMILL
279. LET'S ATTACK
We went to the back garden.. Many demits indeed, but they did not approach us, they did not do anything to us, they just huddled together.
“Anneh...really strange.they do not attack us” said Pak Diran
“Let's find our friend pak” replied Pak Hendrik
We went to the middle of the park.the land that was scattered and there was lava in it was closed. Here there was no friend of ours at all.. No war at all.’
It was strange, unlike before, that was full of chaos…
“We go to the banyan tree first.. Who knows there is still a good Kunti mbak it” said Pak Diran
We walked towards the back, where there was a large banyan tree with strange appearance of supernatural beings including Kun's mother who was a friend of Pak Diran.
It turns out that right, there is still Kun, he was sitting on a branch while glaring at us who came near the banyan tree.
“It turns out you guys are still alive hehehe..” said mbak Kun it. Now I can see clearly mbak Kun who is on the tree, as clear as I see the form of Pak Diran and Pak Hendrik.
“Mbak Kun.. Where are our friends who fought here?”
“Oh they're backing out.. They saved themselves, after Solikin had raged and sent all his ingon ingon here hihihiiiiii” said mbak Kun while laughing but with a face that was still stiff
“They went back to the village there. while Tina's ancestors had returned to their origin.. Solikin's there, in room seven.. He was hiding because it was almost morning hihihiiiii”
“Gimana sir Diran.. We're going to him sir?” whispered Mr. Hendrik
“Ya already mbak Kun. I will be there now!” said sir Diran
We headed to room number seven, which was a bit far from here.. Why is Solikin hiding here, doesn't he have a place to live?
It's not that he's a demon, not a human anymore.. Why hide here.. He could have gone across the river.
We walked slowly without making any sound at all, and strangely the ugly rastusan demit here did not consider us..
They are just busy with their own activities.. Someone is having sex with their neighbor.. There are even those who are snacking on their own egrets, by bending their bodies in such a way that their mouths can suck their own egrets.. Really weird!
We're in front of room seven….
“Log in only sir... break the door...” whispered Mr. Hendrik.
We approached room number seven, and once kicked the door open..
Yogiske… !
it turns out that inside there is indeed solicin in a state of complete nudity.. He's njenking (riding)..
In the phantatnya part there is a handsome and sturdy demon…
The two of them were shocked and turned their heads towards the three of us who had suddenly entered into this room number seven.
Anjeeeng they did the fuck…! The thick-bodied demon chunt was inserted into the deborah (burial) of Solikin!
C*k!.nggilani pol!
“Janc*k.. Let's attack Solikin” shouted Pak Dikan
The three of us went forward to hold Solikin…
While Satan's burly co-star Solikin came forward against us.. I think they are a true humu couple.
“Heheheh fought my Kreco first.. You will be brought to your knees by mas Kreco after daring to interfere with the ritual of kemi hihihih” said Solikin who still stroked his injection who still ngatjeng stand straight veined
The muscular Satan of the Solikin couple came forward and blocked us from holding Solikin.
In order to burn Solikin, we have to touch his body…
“Let's burn with the devil it” said Pak Diran
“But disgust sir.., look at that big kuntila he who maih ngatjeng it sir.. “ point me at kuntila (khuntul) the devil who is not playing big
I can't imagine that twice the size of a bottle of marjan syrup goes to deborah (dhubhur) Solikin.. What not to tear deborah Solikin that
But I threw away the disgust, sir Diran and Mr. Hendrik came forward and approached the devil who was protecting his girlfriend who was round naked.
When we approached, suddenly the demon that had been called Kreco by Solikin was holding the bundle…
“Pak... what does he do!” whispered Mr. Hendrik
“Entah sir.. Let's just burn Solikin's girlfriend.. Come quickly, because I feel something is wrong with this demon!”
“Iya sir.. Let's hold it sir...” whispered.
Finally recklessly, and looking on the demon Kreco who was shuffling his bundle we approached the need of the demon..
“Hold her body…. Sooooooo!” exclaim sir Diran
The three of us were finally getting closer, but I avoided myself from the huge Kreco cunt.. I can finally beat the demon…
“Arrghh shit!.. Panaasss” says Kreco who still shakes his Shaker
The three of us together ended up holding and beating the demon.. The demon was indeed hot and burning where we held it, but he was still alive and still shuffling his rounds quickly…
Many times we tried to hit and hold her body.. But it only burned for a moment and then the fire was extinguished.
There's something strange about this demon, he's immune to our attacks.. But he still shuffled the rounds quickly.
“Pak.. what should we do.. He's immune pak”
“The weakness seems to be in his khemaluya.. Let's break the shame” said Pak Diran
“T..but how to sir.. He is now shuffling quickly sir..” said pak Hendrik.
“Begini.. I'll burn the hand he used to shake it, after he's overheated and take off his sweat.. Pak AGus immediately burned his shame until his whole body burned”
“Pak Hendrik hit this whole demon body!”
“Come quickly we do now!”
What..! I have to hold this devil cunt twice the size of marjan syrup!..
I have to hold and burn the kuntila!