The Berondong Boss Reserve
Toilets

It's actually natural that Berlin could get acquainted with Dean. They are both from above. The problem is why Dean? Latina should not approve of Sasa's invitation to this cafe.

"He's my brother-in-law, honey." Berlin introduced Sasa to Dean. The two shake hands.

"Secondly, he's my best friend." Sasa pointed at Latina.

Dean smiled as he extended his hand. "Hello!"

This young man is better suited to be an actor. From the look of his eyes seemed plain looking, as if he was a fine man. But in fact, Latina knows what a jerk a guy named Dean is.

"Latina's. Call me, Miss."

"Yes, Miss Latina. I'm Dean Cornor."

Latina quickly pulled her hand. "Sasa, I need to go back a minute."

"Let me call the waiter to drive you." Berlin.

"Thank you ...." Latina switched on Sasa. "I'll be right back."

"Hurry along. We have to taste the food" said Sasa.

With a female servant, Latina went to the toilet. He was there trying to calm down. His heart is racing. The fate of one's life is so strange. Latina did not expect that she could become the mistress of a young man.

Water tap turned on. Latina lowered her head to wash her hands. Long enough he stood in front of the sink until the toilet door opened.

Latina looked over, and she was obviously shocked. "You!"

Key rotated. Dean walked over. "You didn't return my message, dear."

"Go from here. You're not afraid we're gonna get caught?"

Dean laughed. "From who? My lover? Just chill. Berlin won't know."

"I have to get out. Sasa must be waiting."

"Don't be here." Latina was uncomfortable when Dean started to pee at her nape.

"That's fragrant. I love your perfume, honey." He pushed Latina against the wall. Turn the body to face it. "The show has not yet begun. We have fun first."

Latina shakes. "Don't do this. Your boyfriend will know."

"I'm so passionate. Just today, because tomorrow I'm going abroad. Satisfy me till tonight."

Avoiding is also free. The shirt that Latina was wearing had been lifted up. Dean also lifted the lacy cloth so that he could taste the softness of the small part sticking out, from the front of Latina's body.

If until their deeds are known, then Latina can only resign. This is what it feels like if you don't have the strength to resist.

He resigned when Dean lowered his pants, then urged in from behind. Latina bowed with restraint on the wall.

"Hold your voice. You want people out there to hear us?" said Dean.

Latina nodded. He shut his mouth. Dean made their position move to the front of the sink.

"You enjoyed it too, right? Look at that face." Dean lifted Latina's chin up.

Latina herself cannot give up if the actions they do indeed instinctively make her feel pleasure. So, does he have to get stuck in it? Nah! Latina just wants to be free from this young man.

The movement is getting faster. Dean clutched both of Latina's shoulders. He gasped for breath, then withdrew after reaching his peak.

"Next night, don't be late." Dean said that while cleaning his property with a tissue soaked in water. The finished white paper was simply thrown into Latina's face. "Take a look until you don't come."

"I pray you die." So upset, Latina to say something is not good.

Dean grabbed that face. He returned to smearing his lips. "You'll come with me too, if I die."

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