Chapter 7 A Night of Passion, a Day of Deception

Yuvrelina swallowed her own saliva. She had seen Barbie's lingerie and nightgowns when she put her suitcase away. Of all the nightgowns in Barbie's closet, none were suitable to wear. The clothes Mike meant were exactly like the water filter in her mother-in-law's kitchen. Wearing clothes like that would make her look plain and naked. Hesitantly, Yuvrelina got up from the edge of the bed and walked towards the dressing room where Barbie kept all her clothes. There was a special closet filled with nightgowns. Of all the choices, none felt right for her.

"Of all these nightgowns, why are they all made of this kind of material? Did Barbie order a dozen nightgowns from the same factory?" Yuvrelina complained, holding up the transparent dress right in front of her face.

Yuvrelina stood in front of the large mirror. She was looking at herself there. One by one, she put the nightgowns from the closet on her body. It had been so long, and Yuvrelina still hadn't decided which one to wear. As far as Yuvrelina knew, Barbie didn't like to wear a bra when she was sleeping.

"I thought Mike wouldn't ask me to wear cheap clothes like this. Did I misjudge him? Forget it! I have to wear it!" Yuvrelina took off her clothes, which were now clinging to her body. Yuvrelina swallowed her saliva. She looked at her bra, which was still clinging to her body. "Should I take this off too?" Yuvrelina asked, touching the bra and closing her eyes tightly. Yuvrelina felt annoyed. Everything Barbie did was completely opposite to Yuvrelina's life before entering Mike's residence. And now Yuvrelina was forced to show her curves in front of Mike Miland!

Yuvrelina was forced to take it off, then took an evening gown that looked like a water filter. Yuvrelina chose a dark color.

"Hopefully this color won't make Mike want to touch me." She muttered, tying the straps at the back of her neck. Yuvrelina had some difficulty. Three seconds later, Mike entered the dressing room.

Mike looked at Yuvrelina, who was now wearing a black transparent dress. The wild look in Mike's eyes in the reflection of the mirror in front of Yuvrelina made her quickly turn her back.

"Mike?"

"Why so long? It's just changing clothes."

Mike's hands were raised. He touched both sides of her slim waist. The lit cigarette was still between Mike's thin lips. Yuvrelina felt calm because it was impossible for Mike to put his lips on her body now without throwing the cigarette away first. Yuvrelina was still trying to tie the straps at the back of her neck. Mike suddenly pulled Yuvrelina's slim waist until she was close to his body. Yuvrelina's guess was wrong! Mike casually spat out his cigarette onto the floor and then stepped on it with the sole of his shoe. Mike's hand slowly went up. He touched Yuvrelina's fingers, which were still holding the strap of the dress at the back of Yuvrelina's neck. Mike released Yuvrelina's grip on the strap.

Yuvrelina swallowed her saliva because the dress now slid down to her feet. Mike's lips greeted her shoulder and back. Slowly, Mike turned Yuvrelina's body until she was facing him. The wild look in Mike's eyes made it clear that Mike wanted to do everything that a real husband and wife would do. Yuvrelina was too naive. She didn't dare to refuse and just passively followed Mike Miland's wishes! Mike squeezed her breasts tightly and then kissed her long neck. Mike's hot lips slid down and licked her nipples. While his fingers were busy with the sensitive area between Yuvrelina's thighs. Yuvrelina's pleasurable moans and obedience made Mike want to start the real game. Mike started. He lifted Yuvrelina's naked body. While squeezing Yuvrelina's buttocks, he pressed his into hers. The position made Yuvrelina very satisfied.

"Ah, ah, ah, Mike, oouhhhh," Yuvrelina moaned, swallowing her saliva because of the pressure of Mike's intimate side on Yuvrelina's intimate area.

"So wet, oohh, ohhh, ohh, aahh, your hole is so delicious Yuvrelina, oohh," Mike replied with great satisfaction.

From inside the dressing room, Mike took what he wanted. They stayed in the room for almost an hour. Next, Mike led Yuvrelina to the bed to continue there.

"Mike, you're too strong!" Yuvrelina complained, panting. She flopped on the bed, her whole body wet with sweat. Previously, Yuvrelina's body had convulsed several times because she kept getting satisfaction. Mike didn't give Yuvrelina any time to pause.

"You should be happy to marry me! Don't all women like strong men like me?"

"Oohhh, Mike, aahh, emh, you're so strong. It's been two hours and you haven't finished it? It seems you, you, ooouhhh, you, have a grudge against me. Engh, oouwwhhh, Mike, aah, ah." Yuvrelina's breath was already catching. She squeezed the edge of the bed, lying on her back to Mike Miland.

Mike smiled. He kept pushing from behind Yuvrelina's back, supporting one of her smooth thighs up. His eyes were getting wilder at the tight buttocks covering the intimate side between her buttocks. The area he was entering now felt very delicious and pampered him. It turned out that the woman he brought home was very pleasant and more easily satisfied than his own wife, who had disappeared, nobody knew where. From the dressing room to the bed, Yuvrelina had reached her peak more than five times.

"What grudge? I really like this and you deny it and say it's a punishment? You've made my bed wet like this... still say it's a punishment?"

"How do you know it's not pee!" Yuvrelina exclaimed immediately. She was very embarrassed because Mike discussed it openly.

"Do you think I'm a naive and stupid man?"

Yuvrelina squeezed the edge of the bed even tighter. Mike became even crazier because of her words just now. Mike destroyed Yuvrelina's defenses again for the umpteenth time. Again and again!

The rapid pounding of Mike's buttocks for the last few minutes made Yuvrelina moan and scream with pleasure. Mike made Yuvrelina surrender to the hot game. Finally, Mike was willing to release his body. He got up from the bed, then grabbed his pajamas and sat on the edge of the bed, lighting his cigarette again.