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The Pervert Desire 68
In the predominantly white room with various wooden ornaments including the massive window frames, there is no sound other than the intermittent sighs and continuous pounding of a pair of humans without any covering on the bed.The woman squatted over the man holding her waist, pressing deeply into the object entering her snatch, then lifting her buttocks high until the long object was almost released, then repeating the same motion.The long hair behind her continued to swing in various directions at random. Her body was already very wet with sweat, dripping from her tired face that was forced to shake by the hand holding her."Uncle, please .... It hurts ...." She begged, but wasn't sure what for. Wanting to stop, her body continued to seek relief from the growing tingles down there.He did stop moving her waist up, but his grip on her hips swallowed his manhood with great force. The twitching sensation he felt seemed to suck away his entire reality, he felt catapulted by the ultima
The Pervert Desire 69
"Are you sure you want to work here again?" Angga repeated his question again as he escorted Maureen to the entrance of the building that housed her office. The glass walls were dazzling, reflecting the morning light from where they had parted."I can't keep depending on you." Maureen got off the back seat of Angga's motorcycle and handed him the helmet that had been removed from her head. "I'm not a girl who can accept being given things by a guy who has nothing to do with me."Being under Angga's care, it seemed like Maureen felt like gaining weight especially with the man's attention. Even without being asked, Angga is willing to hug her every time she feels scared of facing the dreams that come.It was nothing more than a hug, even though Maureen knew Angga was struggling to restrain himself.Maureen tied up her long hair that had not received any care in the last few days other than the usual shampooing every time she took a shower. Some of the strands were probably broken becaus
The Pervert Desire 70
Maureen sneezed badly from the wilted roses on the corner of her desk. It had probably been a few days and no one had moved the bouquet with the anonymous 'Miss U' handwritten greeting card.Somewhat horrified, he chose to throw the thing that would normally make a woman melt into the nearest trash can in a state of sudden nasal congestion. Just a single rose in one of Darren's residences could make him suddenly lose his appetite, let alone a large series."Really, you don't want to be dropped off?" asked Ben as their working hours drew to a close while Maureen was still struggling with the curve of unfinished reports due to too many passing 'ads'.Maureen really felt guilty for sneezing so loudly that the other employees always questioned her every time she passed in front of the cubicle."Just go ahead. It's okay." Maureen took another sheet of tissue from the box the young man had bought her at lunchtime. Not only was she sneezing, but also her eyes were already watering from someo
The Pervert Desire 71
"No need to look over there!" Iqlima turned Darren's face away first when they got into the car together. Even though Darren might not actually notice the other woman, Iqlima felt obligated to keep her husband's gaze only on her."See what?" Darren took a tablet from his briefcase and transferred Iqlima's grip in his free hand. "I'm here, Ima."Darren may have been as affectionate with her as he used to be when they had no significant problems, but after the affair... for Iqlima things were no longer the same. The man she expected to be a priest, a good example for her children had betrayed her.However, her divorce petition has yet to be finalized. Darren wants them to try to put their lives back together and asks Iqlima to consider it until their child is born.Think everything is easy? As long as the womanizer was still around Darren, Iqlima could not calm down."So take me to the doctor, will you?" Iqlima showed the schedule on her phone screen. All sorts of plans had been neatly
The Pervert Desire 72
Two humans take shelter under a warm flannel blanket, sharing it with each other amidst the cold rain outside. However, there is nothing going on underneath other than bare skin clinging to each other.Angga, who is used to hugging Maureen, lets her sink her face into his broad chest. The warmth of Maureen's breath there has always been able to arouse his deepest desires. However, as long as Maureen refused, he would wait."Sorry, Angga. I can't yet," Maureen regretted, tightening her grip behind Angga's broad back.Literally, she was comfortable, not feeling rushed to get someone like Angga. However, the last time with Darren seemed to lock her back into rejection. Maureen didn't understand."I can't force it." Angga's scent was soothing. His touch was even able to make Maureen feel pampered even though the man did not get what he wanted. "Are you sure it's okay just like this?""Yes," Maureen sighed weakly. Honestly, being hung is like losing before getting the whole, lumpy and unsa
The Pervert Desire 73
"Still hurt?" Angga entered the room after taking a shower. His long hair was still dripping water and he had to wipe the towel again."Bummer!" Maureen pulled the blanket up over her head. Her cheeks must have been very red from facing the sight of Angga's entire body outside of their game.She was not in the mood to admit to enjoying Angga's tenderness earlier despite the pain of unaccustomedness. The pain still lingered and it was difficult to completely close the hole that had received the spill of the man's seed.Angga sat on the edge of the bed beside Maureen, rubbing the top of her head from outside the blanket. Still asking the same question, "First experience?"Angga was not entirely sure if Maureen was just following her instincts. The wildness seen when they reciprocated each other's pleasure was too impressive."Have you done it often yourself?" Maureen pulled down the blanket and revealed her hair-covered face.Messy and sexy are the two words Angga can judge Maureen by.
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“Too late, Rin?” The man standing by the glass wall turned around to see the presence of Maureen who had just closed the door to the room.His face looked tired. His jaw was covered with faint sideburns that seemed to have not been shaved. The dark bags under his eyes were thickened.“Sorry, Mr. Darren.” Awkward with the atmosphere that had developed between them after days of no direct interaction, Maureen emphasized, “Isn't the late business the responsibility of HRD? You can check through our supervisor.”Actually, from the beginning, there was no interest in connecting Maureen's work with Darren directly. There was a layered hierarchy between their positions.Besides, Maureen was more inclined to curse herself because she'd also gotten Ben into hot water with the HRD for last night. The young man's explanation of a possible post-traumatic sexual disorder was met by Maureen's laughter and challenge.Yes, Maureen laughed at the different types of disorders Ben mentioned and question
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“Wanna play on the floor?” Darren pulled Maureen's pants back up, closing each button in the appropriate hole, ending with a brief peck on the corner of her temple.“Well no, Uncle!” exasperated Maureen as she eased the casanova's slightly struggling movements until they were sitting cross-legged, facing each other.“You're getting cute.” Resting his elbows on the tips of his knees, Darren looked at Maureen's astonished face that was easily replaced by laughter. “You were refusing, now you're protesting to get it done.”Bending slightly, he handed over a series of metal objects connected to a hanger with Maureen's name beautifully embossed on the leather.“What are these?” Maureen was stunned when the man before her forced her palm open and accepted the keys.“House keys,” Darren called out along with a short address that Maureen recognized.Maureen knew it was a house key by the shape of it. Apartments in midtown were still a rarity. But houses? Where was a midtown house for under a
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The Pervert Desire Maureen - Leftover Love-Making
I was abandoned again this morning. There was no one in my room other than the marks on the wet sheets. The smell of cum was so strong even on my naked body, on my cheeks too.An illusion?I rolled to the edge of the bed, but the pain in my groin made me crawl slowly. Last night's perpetrator really took advantage of the opportunity.I remember Aaron coming in last night, then another guy took me. Aaron said he wasn't interested in women, was last night the same guy he called sexy?His message this morning on the screen of the cell phone I just picked up confirmed the truth. The sexy man still has Aaron's number activated.But does he need to know I'm pregnant?Oh, yes. Do I need to take another test this morning to make sure? I drank so much last night and had so much sex, it should be coming out already, right?Stupid Maureen! I cursed myself as I noticed the large amount of cum coming out of my vagina. There was no blood at all.Looks like the hot guy even played with my hand.I lo
The Pervert Desire Angga - White Fox
Still having to understand Maureen's busy schedule, I got into another habit. Chatting with a date on an app. It wasn't just about sex, although that was the initial trigger of the introduction.White Fox--she doesn't want others to know her identity when it comes to sex. She never actually met any of her acquaintances, other than me. She said, anyway. What can be trusted from online acquaintances?This time we promised to meet, to make sure the photos we received from each other were real. Without knowing faces, of course.The fox mentioned a club, not the upstairs part of the club where drinking and dancing usually took place, but gambling through martial arts action in the hidden basement of the city's high-rise buildings. She would see me first with a sign, a victory in the new fighter challenge session."Just because I mentioned martial arts, she actually challenged me." My mind underestimated the battle scene amidst the cheering humans.Unlik
The Pervert Desire Maureen - Another Mistake
My first year here, the fall season that just started, was very busy. Maybe it's the culture shock effect too. Talking to native speakers made me slower to digest other people's conversations. Unfortunately, Zac Efron was in the same room as me, the substitute lecturer.While the man whose real name was Aaron Cohen was busy explaining averaging down as one of the tricks of massive stock purchases, I was imagining what might have happened on the night of our date. He said I was fierce enough to kick his manhood, and then... the fragments of memories of touching a man without remembering a face were troubling me."You sure nothing happened that night?" I asked after our introductory pleasantries when class was over.Aaron gave a long mumble, placing his index book on his chin suspiciously. He clarified, "I didn't do anything with you, but another guy did. He was pretty hot while wrestling with you."Wow! Am I that wild to let someone else see my bed activities? Just imagining it makes m
The Pervert Desire Angga - Date App
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The Pervert Desire Darren - Toxicity Effect
"Uncle, here ...." Maureen's voice was still echoing in my head, even the scene from last night was briefly repeated in the short dream just now."Shit ...." I cursed the front of my pants, which turned out to be damp and sticky. It was only a fleeting dream on the way, but it was enough to make me take another shower.The distance between Boston and NYC should have taken less than three hours, but I needed time to clean up after half the trip. It could have been longer if I'd taken public transportation. Luckily I still had my cell phone to contact the driver, as well as the cell phone of the young man Maureen was dating.Stupidly, I even replayed the video that recorded the vulgar scene between us. When Maureen inserted mine into her very erotically, I woke up too."Is this really like being a widower?" I lamented my reflection in the mirror of the dressing table that was the facility of the motel room at the highway stop.Moving to the dressing table and resting the cell phone ther
The Pervert Desire Darren - Try to Forget
"When are you coming out, anyway?" asked the woman on top of me, who was still riding like a horse controller around the stables at high speed. Her hoarse voice sounded tired, but there was no sign that the rider was about to collapse.I just enjoyed the sensual view from the surface of the bed that I thought was too narrow for the two of us to occupy. While removing the hair from her damp face, while touching the softness of her sweat-soaked skin, I... felt deja vu.Eight years ago, when she did the same thing, when I was completely unaware of her existence. My first moment with her could not be replaced by any other woman."Uncle ...." She moans, lowering the speed of her hip shaking as she bends over. Ah, those warm lips teasing the dark circles on my chest. The slight bite there became very stinging in my head.I recognized her amazing stamina despite being under the influence of alcohol. Maureen repeatedly achieved release, felt from how hers clamped down on me, oozing warmth tha
The Pervert Desire Prelude - New Season
"Angga is a jerk!" The woman at the edge of the bar counter continued to sip the contents of the glass that had been emptied of ice. She connected to another glass that the barista thrust in front of her in between swearing harshly every time she looked at the extinguished phone screen. "Damn it!"Her name was Maureen Jovita Abraham, a college student who made the most of her empty nights by following the habits of her new friends in a foreign land. And the cell phone's low power added to her frustration with her boyfriend, who had not been forthcoming."Where are you going, motherfucker?!" Her palms pounded on the table, fuming at the loneliness. The drinking partner who had invited her had disappeared into the crowd of music lovers."Rin?" The call came from a voice she hadn't heard in a long time, who else could say her name with the distinctive accent of her home country."You are here?" Maureen tried to lift her head, which was getting heavier from the effects of the drink, to lo
