Ojol Vs Doctor Angry
First Kiss

Marcella clutched Fero's back along the way to the clinic. The silence of the trip made Fero feel wrong. Moreover, Marsella hugged so tightly as if not willing to let her go.

'I ask for it once. If she was my woman. L'm...Uhftffuhhh'

Fero sensed this time Marsella kissed his back. Being treated like that made Fero's heartbeat suddenly beat fast. The logic of his lack of self-confidence changes with curious and slightly wild suppositions.

"Sell has arrived at the clinic. Let's gohome!It's the night your mom and dad are worried?"

After a few seconds of waiting, Marsella finally let go of her embrace.

"Yes, it's."

Marsella stood beside Fero who was still in his sitting position. Fero observes Marsella's face not as happy as before as one loses hope while handing over Fero's beloved helmet.

"Where's the smile?" said Fero as he flicked at Marsella's thin nose.

Marsella replied to Fero's attitude with a flat smile. "I'll go home first."

Fero sighed inwardly looking at the behavior of the woman who now seemed to ignore it as if nothing had happened earlier.

'Why should a woman like this be the one who is actually pictured in every breath of mine????'

Fero was still sitting on the motorcycle with his hands holding the helmet, while his eyes were looking at the tiny car that never moved even the steering door was not yet closed.

'Fuhhhhh!'

With a sense of laziness and confusion Fero approached the car nuanced cold with the door still open it.

Less or can be said to have no experience of the world of romance makes Fero's sensitivity to women's feelings a little backward. Fero looked at Marsella like a mute statue sitting behind the wheel which then slowly turned towards her like a ghost movie cast who was looking at her victim so cold, flat and almost expressionless.

' Oh my God!How's this...'

"My cell!My head is hard, it's getting late. Come pul...!"

Treated Fero like that suddenly Marsella grabbed Fero's neck with both hands.

The two lips that are still soto-scented are now attached to the envelope and stamps. Soto taste mixed with saliva makes Fero more tempted. Fero was so surprised, the softness and suppleness of Marsella's lips was in fact much more delicious than a piece of tripe, making his pants warm and tight, his eyes dark his brain was dying.

"Sell!Mmm."

Fero tried to wriggle the spoiled untie of the lips which almost made him lose his mind and mind. But Marsella attacked again ferociously making Fero unconsciously groan a little.

"Ohh."

Fero's eyes widened as Marsella's tongue swept through his oral cavity. Fero resigned and almost lost when the lake of lust began to drown him. But Fero finally regained his senses and swam forcefully to the edge of logic. The sound of Marsella's head with both hands and lightning fast kissed her forehead wet by the passion of romance. Instantly the burning lust gradually receded full of love. So deep and deep Fero kissed Marsella's forehead.

"Sella!"

Marsella stared glazed over at the eyes that radiated deep in love.

Once again Fero kissed the forehead, Marsella lowered her head closed her eyes enjoying with all her heart the lips of the now-loved man. His heart of true peace is peace full of hope and felt heavy by the overflowing love.

Fero slowly closes the car door as the eyes of the first woman he believes he truly loves are still closed in his fantasy.

Marsella immediately opened the car glass when she realized the lips were no longer on the forehead.

Fero stood upright with both hands in his jacket pocket against eyes hoping to be spoiled.

"Go home, my dear!It's night." It's night."

Marsella nodded happily and immediately turned back her car.