Semua Bab The Pervert Desire: Bab 51 - Bab 60

“Ben, don't you want to open your heart?” Maureen pushed her empty bowl to the center of the table. She grabbed her cell phone from her handbag as she spoke, “I mean, how many months have you been trying to be a widower?”If women could survive with the situation after being abandoned, most of the environments Maureen saw in men, they could immediately find a replacement partner under the pretext of needing to be taken care of. Like the revelation of their division head who chose to remarry after divorce.[Is it because they are not used to taking care of themselves?]Maureen thought. Then, what about a widower like Ben?Maybe it's because Ben has a lot of activities that can distract him from thinking about a life partner. Especially with children, he needs to consider a partner who is willing to accept his whole life.“You can open your heart, but that doesn't mean you can open your crotch.” Ben moved on, carrying the stacked bowls in his hands to the sink in the pantry.“Aish, sarc

"Come on! Who's Resti?" Even during the lunch break, Maureen was still questioning the name of the woman Ben's friend had mentioned earlier. "Be honest with me, I won't be made fun of anymore."Still in the cubicle, Ben's gaze sometimes stung every time Maureen asked the same question. Just one name, but he was bullied all day."Ben has a girlfriend?" Anne, the deputy division head, had stopped walking in front of their cubicle and was waiting for an answer by leaning against the divider.One of Ben's fans was actually beautiful and fashionable, and Maureen could even calculate the price of the branded items on her body. Not worth in their monthly income.Maureen turned her stool to be in the same direction as Anne, facing Ben who was busy with his fingers on the keyboard. "I think so, ma'am. He just doesn't want to tell me.""Isn't she pretty, Maureen?""I don't know, but I think they still communicate often. Just this morning, he used to borrow a book."Gossip, more you rub it, bett

"Still not working, ma'am."Iqlima was frustrated that the five payment cards she had in her wallet could not be used to pay for breakfast at one of the hotel's restaurants. She had spent the whole night resting, introspecting, praying to the Creator.Friends? She didn't want to share her sorrow if she was only subjected to pseudo-defense or even blasphemy that would spread family disgrace. Not to mention the gossip and reproaches that become a mine of sin.Family? Should Iqlima's parents be disappointed to see their child's household?Moreover, the blame must be placed on her. Because of Iqlima's decision to keep working, because of bed affairs until Darren chose another woman, then which part could Iqlima tell without hurting anyone?In the end, she would only be trapped in a dilemma."Here, have you tried it?" Iqlima handed over the last card, her debit card with a low limit from her government job.The waitress took the card from her to the cashier, then back to the table where Iq

Angga combs through Maureen's bound hair, letting her fly with her strongest passion. He sat down, propped his hands behind his body and continued to watch the dexterity of the boneless protruding object that continued to dampen his tension."Maureen, hah ...." Sighs and whimpers continued to escape, responding to the lips wrapped around Angga's manhood. It descended slowly and tightened, sucking away all consciousness.Angga's waist lifted. His big hand gripped the back of Maureen's head, restraining her movement before he launched a million seeds without exception.Maureen choked, letting go in a rush as she covered her mouth and ran to the bathroom. The coughing and retching that could be heard repeatedly from inside the echoing room made Angga giggle.He pulled his big pants up to his waist again and lay down, staring at the ceiling. He hadn't even known Maureen all day, but they could be in a small room and Angga got his first release."Are you okay, Maureen?" Angga shouted weakl

Early in the morning, Maureen still hasn't closed her eyes even though Angga has completed the second release that lasted quite a while. She don't know which part of the room they haven't used in finding the right position without getting dressed.Even lying down, Maureen is still suffering from caresses that can increase her sensual libido. Angga feels at home, playing with Maureen's core which has reached pleasure many times."How did you know that I rarely fuck?" Even with just one man, Maureen has to work hard to look like an expert tease. Are her movements still too stiff?"Can I be a little vulgar?" asked Angga as he moistened the small bulge at the front of Maureen's hole with the tip of his tongue. "It might sound pornographic to you.""What the hell is asking for permission?" Between wanting to see Angga's game and being annoyed that he kept questioning her, Maureen tried to sit against the headboard.Angga crawled up the bed, opening the gap that Maureen had closed. He lay d