My Honorary Owner
Catra Will Return

“Faster baby ... Aahh ..” Racau enjoyment from the man who is currently under the control of Mely.

“Arghh ...,” Mely was drooping helplessly she bag the body of a man who was far age with her.

Luckily the man under her body was unaware of the difference between Lura and Mely, the same body shape but slightly different face. Lura has narrowed eyeballs while Mely has round eyeballs.

At first the man was disappointed because he felt his naivety escaped when he entered *********Mely. He could feel the difference of women who were still sealed with women who had been broken into.

Mely felt her body limp after racing several times over the man's body. He's in control of his hot game tonight. Because the old man who won the auction forgave himself because Mely was found out that she was no longer a virgin.

Mely admitted to doing it for the sake of getting money for her mother's treatment.

“Your game is so satisfying to me!” said an old man named Bagas.

A successful man first came to the auction with his friend who was already a regular customer at the brothel.

The man immediately liked Mely, because some women who had dated him no one made him satisfied with Mely's service. He felt an overwhelming sensation as Mely swayed nimbly making the man's body tremble violently.

“Newly this time I feel satisfied having sex with women!” continued.

The man lowered the body of Mely who was on top of him due to exhaustion. He rubbed the sweat sweat on Mely's forehead.

Mely blinked her eyes while smiling sweetly at the man.

“Really? But Mr promise not to bring this matter up to Mamih Roda?” mely asked softly in a limp and stammered voice from exhaustion.

Hendarto just nodded slowly. “I don't care about that pimple! I am sure I am satisfied with your service. I even feel a loss if you are still a virgin and can't do anything when we first do it. Definitely passive no fun.”

Mely returned to her eyes. I was so tired and wanted to close my eyes.

Mely is currently sleeping with her head resting on Bagas's arm.

His eyes were still trying to wake up when he heard the man who was currently hugging him tightly was talking so seriously.

“I have never gotten such satisfying service from my wife! He's been seriously ill for almost the last ten years!” he said it kept Mely awake.

He was interested in listening to his bed partner tell stories.

“You want to listen to my story?” ask Bagas.

Mely nodded slowly then she fell asleep on her side while playing her fingers on the chest of the old man's field.

Bagas smiled at Mely's behavior. He was happy with the woman. Just this time Bagas felt a match for the lady of the night. Usually he will leave soon after having sex certainly with tips for the call girl.

Somewhere else.

Lura could not close her eyes. The girl was so afraid something would happen to Mely. Wanted to find out but he remembered Mely's message saying never leave the room before he returned.

“Is Mely okay? How did the old man know that I wasn't there. What if he tortures Mely?” muttered Lura while going back and forth like an iron thought of Mely's state replacing her.

He was so afraid that the customer who won the auction over him was torturing Mely. As he had seen before. Mely had once returned to the room in battered condition due to her fierce and rude customers to her.

According to Mely it was ordinary but for Lura it was a scary thing. So hard is life in this great City that honor has no price. Pleasure and satisfaction are more valuable here. Until 4 a.m., Lura was only able to close her eyes after a night to worry about Mely.

“What kid hasn't returned to his room?” mamih Rosa asked one of her bodyguards

Looked worry on Mamih Rosa's face.

“Wooh, what lest the girl can't get up because this is the first for her?” mamih Rosa murmured with her worries.

“Try you see if Mr. Bagas has left that room!” tell Mamih Rosa to look at the watch in her hand.

“Ready, Mih!” The bodyguard immediately checked into the booking room used by Pak Hendarto and Mely.

Mamih Rosa did not allow her to take Lura away because she knew that Lura often tried to escape from the place.

While waiting for news from her bodyguard Mamih Rosa receives a call from someone.

“Randi's first trial will soon begin, if you want to see him it should come while the trial is underway,” said someone across the phone. He is Brigadier A. The man who keeps him informed about the case of Randi, the young man who was caught one week after the death of a young woman in a hotel.

“OK. Thank you, honey, for the information! You did not forget to secure that place specifically for me ‘kan?”

“As usual there will be some people waiting for you! Remember not to let anyone suspect.”

“You can indeed count on my husband!” Mamih Rosa spoke in a seductive tone.

“After that, don't forget I wait in the usual place. My ration as long as you go should you give!

Mamih Rosa laughed at hearing that. Her mistress husband was sulking after two weeks of abandonment.

“Just relax, I will give you the best service!” Mamih Rosa immediately hung up her phone when she saw the bodyguard she ordered to see Mr. Bagas' whereabouts had returned.

"Excuse me, Mamih! looks like Mr. Bagas maish is in the room. And the girl hasn't returned to her room yet!" Bodyguard explained.

Mamih Rosa seemed to think.

"Then let it go! Now take me! we're going to the trial!" Mamih Rosa quickly picked up her luxurious bag and then walked away from the small pavilion she used to occupy. Followed by two bodyguards

who always faithfully follow

the footsteps of the woman who works as a pimple.

"The young man who was with your sister was caught by the police when I came back here!" someone said across the phone to the man who had just climbed out of the pool.

Handsome guy with his body. The tattoo on Catra's body is so clearly visible.

"Cie will soon return to my country of birth! I can't wait to eradicate all those involved in my sister Citra's death!" catra replied as she clenched her hand.

"Gue wait for your arrival back here!"

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