Kontol aduhai ini nggak boleh dibuang sia-sia, tapi pantas dipuja.

She laughs, calling him her pet in front of everyone, flaunting her obscene charm without a trace of shame. While his mind struggles to grasp what's happening, his body reacts—throbbing, stiff, aching. She notices. Slowly, she presses her cheek to his hardness, then takes him deep, as if savoring every inch. And when she straddles him, her eyes still locked on his, he's not just watching anymore—he's part of the act, consumed by a night that stretches on with no escape from her wild, relentless desire.