17 in a rented house

It didn't take long, we both arrived at Arman's rented house. It's not dawn, but it's getting close. He put the motorbike, again he reached out his hand to immediately hold me. Without a word that has come out of us since the trip until now, but giving each other comfort as body language to feel this happiness for each other. He opened the door with his key and we entered together.

"Sit down Nez, you want some coffee I made this morning?" I smiled and nodded affectionately. So funny, I should have made coffee for him.

"Why Nez, you're smiling?" While taking two cups and preparing to pour coffee grounds.

"Should I make it for you?" I replied still chuckling.

"Ah, it's okay, you're my guest now. Besides, I'm used to what I cook myself."

I saw him deftly making coffee. He took out what he had in his cupboard and refrigerator and brought it before me.

"Aren't you hungry Nez? Here let's eat together. There are cakes and snacks." He unwrapped the food he served me.

"It's very complete, Arman, you're a boy but the offerings are complete. If you're at home, where are snacks? If you want it, I'll just buy it. Your body deserves to be full." While I took a few slices of bread to fill my stomach, which had been starved since last night.

After Arman ate some biscuits, he took a sip of his coffee and then said goodbye to me to take a shower.

"Inez, do you want to take a shower first or should I?" the bargain gave me a choice, while I chose to have a light breakfast first. Arman went into his room and soon he came out again wearing only a towel wrapped around his navel to above his knees,

He came to me shirtless. How brave he is. His fair skin even though a guy with broad chest made me stunned. I looked at him while eating my bread earlier. My chewing is getting slower. My chest skipped a beat as he got closer to me.

"This is Nez's towel, I'll take a shower first okay?" goodbye. I just nodded and still looked at him without blinking my eyes, staring at his body. Walk bravely.

I heard the gurgling of water in the bathroom a sign that he had started to clean himself. Strangely this body felt goosebumps on its own, and I got up immediately and ran into Arman's room. I changed all my clothes with the red towel he gave me earlier. I use it to cover my chest to my thighs, because Arman's towel is not that wide, like a Javanese woman who wears "Kemben (indonesia)." I don't know where the whisper came from, and again ... This desire arises in the midst of circumstances like this. I touched my chest it really throbbed. I felt led to walk towards the bathroom. I knocked on the bathroom door in front of me, with an irregular heartbeat.

"Yeah, wait for Nez, it'll be over soon," he answered casually, not catching my suspicions that were already filled with lust. This bottom feels throbbing. I still knocked on the door louder.

"Arman open the door now." It wasn't long before he opened the door. I watched the door move without batting an eye, behind it was a young man who was wet all over his body, from head to toe. Looks shiny exposed to the splash of water, her hair that is disheveled after washing it seems to make her more beautiful. You are very handsome Arman, fresh and your body smells good...

We looked into each other's eyes, my chest heaving up and down as my breath raced with an erratic heartbeat. I stepped one foot closer to him who was still standing in the bathroom.

"I... I... I don't know Arman." I hold my chest.

"Since the incident that morning, when close to you, every part of this body asks and wants to always get a touch from you Arman." I step closer to him. He just stood stiff and did not escape staring at me maybe filled with question marks.

"My body has been addicted to being kissed by you. Tell me what should I do Arman?" My finger immediately went to the towel, wanting me to open it so that nothing could cover it. He was silent a thousand languages. His wet body made my passion start to explode, I immediately pulled the towel, it was true that all parts of his body were opened in front of me. More and more his might.

He was shocked but only silence that he still presented. It's really the first time I see his heirloom like what? So far, he's the only one who's ever looked at my whole body, while he? Never showed his full body parts to me. Because where yesterday we made out, Arman's body was always covered by his clothes.

But this time, this time, he let me see the full extent of him without any cover. The hero he's always been hiding, the one I haven't let me touch him. Now I see it with my naked eye. Blood rippled in my veins. I, who was still wearing this towel, walked around his body as if I was satisfied looking at all the parts of my man's body. I looked at everything from top to bottom. I don't know why when I'm filled with lust. I feel like I've changed into someone else I didn't think I could change like this. Bewildered and become the tempter of Faith.

I stopped my steps right in front of him I backed away and I put my back and the back of my body on the front of his body, so that it felt lumpy because his weapon had grown. I touch and I tug gently I want to transmit desire, so that passion grows from it too. He immediately opened my towel and touched my body, chest and crown.

"Aaaaaaahhh ..." we closed our eyes.

The two of us together without any warning were already making out passionately with each other. He tossed my hair. He sniffed all over my back while squeezing my two bottoms that turned his back on him nimbly. He kisses my side of the neck, plays with my ear with his tongue, ouch ... goosebumps honey! As his big fingers played with these twin hills, he spun around and again kneaded vigorously. My hand grabbed her hair, while the one I grabbed the heirloom, also squeezed it tightly. He grimaced groaning, making me shudder even more into the clouds...

He slides and pins me against the wall until I can't move anymore. He smells all over my body while his hands won't stop adventuring until I really can't resist it. Because his body was constantly being squeezed, between him and the wall, I was squeezed in the middle. He grabbed my sensitive area, tickled him skillfully with both hands.

"Ooouuuwhhhh... Aaah Armaaaan...." While continuing to kiss my neck. Now I'm alone with him so I can sigh and scream pleasure as I please express this game with him.

He immediately turned my body which was warm because of his actions. He lifted both of my thighs (he carried), so that they rub against the skin of my miss with the skin of his stomach. He sucked and took a sip of the ends of my two fruits, in his bite which made me squirm in his arms, I didn't think he could be that ferocious.

He put me down, but he hurled his heirloom with friction and pressure against my crown, but he still didn't want to bury it even though I had asked him to. He kept on pushing so passionately that my waist swayed back and forth, with his master wanting to go to war, but was blocked by his master. While firmly biting my lips, in his kulum I also returned to play his lips. I took a soft bite and continued kissing. He held mine which turned out to be wet, his fingers ready to dive in. He continued to shake and shake, after a long time we were in incomparable pleasure. Finally he hugged me really tight, and felt something bubbling outside the bottom, then he gradually reduced the tightness of his hug. While groaning, bowed down with erratic breaths.

He immediately kissed my forehead and cheeks, then hugged me back. You shouldn't have thrown it away, honey. He could be the fetus in my womb and I want to be completely yours so that I can marry you.