The Passion of Casanova
OPEN NOW'S!

At 9 p.m., the party was over. Ron and Siska's entire family stayed at the hotel. Including a pair of happy brides, even their rooms have been prepared and decorated in such a way.

Many roses are scattered at every step they take. The smell of the room is so soothing. Add sensual and romantic impression.

Torment bit her lower lip when her perfect body entered the room, with a man who had just become her husband.

Suddenly nervousness struck. At a time when something he had never done was right in front of his eyes.

Nothing yet, his heart was already wanting to explode. Until without feeling the cold sweat poured out profusely from the temple to the collarbone. Especially when Ron stopped his steps, and turned his head towards him.

Ron stared at the pretty face of Siska who was bowed shyly. The eyes that often sparkled beautifully was always looking down there, because they could not return Ron's eyes.

"Honey," call Ron. I swear by anything, Siska immediately goosebumps made, even he swallowed his hard-earned saliva.

It was nothing, he clearly knew how big Ron's weapon would be to break through his paradise door. He could not imagine the pain he received as it ransacked the core of his body.

Siska's body trembled even more as Ron took one step forward. And Siska reflex went back, leaving a question mark.

"Dear, what's wrong with you? Why don't you want to see my face? Why do you seem to avoid me?" ron asked, not letting go of his hand at all.

Until he could feel Siska's wet hands. Realizing that, Ron wanted to laugh but he endured it, fearing Siska would feel offended and they ended up failing the first night.

He knew that Siska was nervous about shrouding his wife. But I don't know what kind of nervousness.

Unresponsive, Ron took off his grip, and both hands turned on Siska's shoulders.

The woman finally raised her head. Her net was against Ron's eyes, and Siska could tell what those eyes meant.

Highlight craving for the burning desire, to rise to the top of the crown.

"Sister, to be honest, I'm still afraid to do it" Siska said with an anxious look on her face. He continued to bite his lower lip, holding back the trembling feeling that bound his body.

And Ron could clearly see the anxiety, Ron gave a smile, then cupped both sides of Siska's face. Looking at the goal with a tempestuous love.

"Darling, I'll do it slowly. I guarantee you, I won't hurt you. I'll follow all your games" replied Ron reassuring the woman.

Tonight, he wanted to make such wonderful memories, about their first night.

Siska was only able to remain silent. He could not answer anything, until Ron raised his chin and without Siska's consent, Ron dropped a kiss on the red lips.

They still wear the wedding dress together, but the gleam on their chests does not make it no longer important.

Ron held back the nape of Siska, and their friendly kiss felt deeper and more demanding.

With his instincts Siska put both of his hands around Ron's neck. Even so delicious that pagutan, he closed his eyes.

Feeling Ron's pampering lips move. A movement that begins to penetrate and become its candlestick.

Ron's hand moved, dancing over Siska's body, resulting in a small groan from the beautiful woman's lips. His chest puffed up, as Ron's hands crept together and played it as he pleased.

The blood in their bodies began to boil, strange gelayar began to bind between their respective joints. Between tense and wanting to be relaxed.

Feeling unable to hold it any longer, Ron took off their pagutan and herded Siska's body into the contest. Until their bodies fell on the same bed, with Ron on Siska's body.

Ron looked at Siska with his already very sweet and foggy gaze. His large, warm hands caressed his wife's beautiful face, descending to the poking and upright chest challenging the world.

"Darling, can we do it now?" ron asked the owner for permission from the door of heaven.

And Siska was only able to give a small nod in response. Tonight, he'll leave it all to Ron, the man who's been the backstop of his life.

Ron immediately smiled happily, he was about to strike back. However, a knock on the door made him stop, and left a question mark, who are the people who disturb the first pair of brides midnight.

"Sister," called Siska, and Ron clenched his front teeth, a sign of being annoyed with someone who was out there.

Inevitably Ron finally got up, because the knock sounded louder, and as quickly as possible Ron opened the door. There, stood a man in a hotel uniform who had the Tan group logo, holding a large box wrapped neatly.

"Sir, sorry to interrupt your time, but this is a message from Mr. Ken, he advised that you receive this gift box directly," said the man in accordance with the message of the master.

Ron's frowning, Ken sent another gift? What'sthat's it?

Not wanting to waste any more time, Ron immediately grabbed the box, and there a piece of writing was again printed.

OPEN NOW'S! (OPEN NOW!)

Ron told the man to leave, then he stepped towards the bed where his wife was.

"What is that, brother?" asked Siska who was curious, she who was lying down was now sitting upright.

Ron shrugged, obedient to Ken's ultimatum he immediately opened the box. Together with Siska he saw the contents of the box he managed to open.

Both pairs of their compact eyes opened perfectly, as Ron again lifted the same object.

"Huh, soap? Why would Mr Ken give us this much soap?" siska asked with her innocent eyes.

Ron did not answer, instead he took a small note written in it.

"SOMEDAY YOU WILL NEED IT😂"

"(ONE DAY YOU WILL NEED IT😂)"

"Damn it, you brash boss!"

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That's the brain of the python Ron, not my original, don't rampage with me yeh🤣🤣🤣