Trouble Girl
7 Ringing

Gael laid Qya's body on the bed carefully. He kissed his forehead, eyes, cheeks, chin and lips.

His hands were also now on the girl's two twin mounds.

The bottom of Gael was already very tense and tight. He stared at Qya's sad face as it was covered in the same passion.

Slowly, Gael's hand took off the buttons on his shirt worn by Qya. Although he was very impatient, Gael did not want to damage the shirt. Not because the shirt is nice or expensive. Nor was it because it was his favorite shirt, but he wanted to keep the shirt as a historical thing between him and Qya.

All the buttons were removed, Gael quickly removed the shirt from Qya's body. Gael could see the two mounds which were still covered by the black covering.

Gael's hands began to explore him, giving sensation to the two men.

“Gael ...”

Qya's voice was stifled, she bit her lip as Gael's lips were between the two mounds. He removed the hook so that his eyes and lips would no longer be blocked by the beautiful scenery and delicious taste.

Now there is only a triangular cloth that covers the bottom of the Qya which is also black.

Gael took it off, making Qya's body now completely plain.

Gael also took off everything he was wearing in a hurry and threw it away.

Now his hands and mouth were exploring Qya's body from top to bottom with nothing to miss.

As he was about to start the main scene, his phone suddenly rang. Gael paid no heed to him, he didn't want his activities to be interrupted by anything.

“El, your phone.”

“Already, leave it alone.”

“But ...”

Gael back******* lip Qya. The phone kept ringing, making both activities very disturbed.

Qya pushed Gael's body, making the man fall from the bed. Gael blinked his eyes as the pain in his waist struck.

He looked around confused.

There was no Qya on his bed with a plain body. Even she was still dressed whole. The phone sounds non-stop.

Gael began to realize something ....

Gael grabs his phone and sees who's calling him and spoils his dreams.

Reno ....

“What?” gael snapped as he raised the call.

“Casual, Ga. It's still morning already angry.”

“What's up?” gael asked again, still in an annoyed tone.

“Siang later we collect in usual place.”

“You guys!”

Without further ado Gael immediately disconnects the call and goes to the bathroom to temper his cravings.

Gael regretted, regretted that it was all a dream and cursed Reno so that one day the man would also feel what he was feeling right now, but not with Qyara because Qyara was only for him, she said, both in real life and in dreamland.

Gael was in the bathroom for quite a while, after which he headed for the kitchen to prepare breakfast in a lethargic mood.

He had never been frustrated like this just because of a dream.

“Good morning.”

Deg

Gael's heart is like a roller coster. He saw Qya who was wearing his white shirt with curly hair.

Gael swallowed his saliva.

“Pa ... morning,” he said nervously.

“What's wrong?”

“Bikin breakfast, sorry only toast and salad only.”

“This is my favorite.”

Gael sighed, apparently not entirely he was dreaming. The beautiful girl was indeed in her apartment, wearing her shirt and sleeping in one of the rooms there.