Brothel Manager : Unexpected Encounter with A Hidden Family Heirloom-Chapter 179 : Side angle (R18+)

179 Chapter 179 : Side angle (R18+)

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Mm… mmm… mm…

Ruth's head is moving like a high-frequency pendulum on top of his little brother. Das relaxed his body for a bit and enjoyed the moist feeling around his rod.

As Ruth was struggling alone, Das stretched his long hand and pulled her lower body towards his face. While Das is lying on the bed, Ruth's body is in an inverted position on top of him.

They are taking care of each other's nether regions. Das used his tongue to play with the bigger cave, and Ruth continued to lick the red bulb with more passion. While massaging her air pods, Das increased his tongue-twisting action, resulting in a stream of sticky liquid on his face.

After having her climax, Ruth moved her ass to a comfortable position and directly swallowed the entire thing inside. While Das is slapping her ass from the back, Ruth increased her gawking pace.

Her ass almost turned red with his naughty slapping. Finally, after ten minutes of her intense struggle, Das showed pity on her and pumped his sticky gum all over her face.

Ruth did not left with any energy, and she fell to his side in the same inverted position. Das passed on a wet tissue to her after seeing her gasping face. Both of them lay on the bed for a long time in that inverted position.

During that night, they had intercourse for a few more hours, and Ruth slept in embrace with her exhausted body.

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Early morning… Inside a large food ball ground...

Faruk, the patriarch of the Abdullah family, is busily watching over all the arrangements for the blood duel. The area around the food ball ground has been vacated by the police.

Abdullah family subordinates took control over the traffic. They completely blocked the road for the public. Inside the stadium, they arranged an iron fence all around the rectangular ground. They divided the ground into two halves by drawing a thick barricade wall in the centre.

"Father, all the sniper positions were marked, and I had already assigned guns to all our subordinates. I also explained to them the rules." The young master of the Abdullah family reported to his father in a sincere tone.

"That's good. Send a capable ambassador to both families and inform them of the arrangements." Faruk instructed his son about the remaining tasks to perform.

After sending his son away, Faruk called his father Abdullah.

"Father, all the arrangements were completed. The traffic, snipers and the preparation of the ground... everything is under control. Faruk explained all details to Abdullah.

"Faruk, please verify all the arrangements one more time. This blood duel will affect our family's reputation. So, I can't accept any minor mistakes."

"In the evening, I will also come to personally inspect the arrangements." Abdullah spoke seriously in a heavy tone.

"Father, you don't need to take on this burden. I will definitely look over it myself." Faruk said as he didn't want to see his father suffer in this old age.

But Abdullah insisted on coming.

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Das and Ruth woke up a little late in the morning because of the night out programme. Das did not let Ruth leave his embrace. He hugged her tightly and played with her pierced pink nodes for some time.

He grabbed her thigh and lifted her leg at a side angle. After one more session of intense action, Ruth slipped into the rest room. Das also left Ruth's room after saying good-bye to her.

As today is doomsday, he decided to spend some time with the baby and Stella. The girls on the top floor were gathered in a circle on the top floor hall.

Even though they did see Das coming out of their master's room, they did not think much of it as he is always at her door in the morning. Latha, who is busily chatting with the group of girls, immediately followed Das after seeing him.

"What do you want?" Das asked Latha who is following him like James Bond.

"Come with me..." Latha grabbed his hand and dragged into her room. After making sure that no one is listening to them, Latha leaned closer to him.

"What are you doing inside my master's room?" Latha asked with an intriguing look.

"I just went to ask for training, but she said she wanted to save energy for the evening fight." Das replied calmly without thinking much.

"Stop lying… I've been sitting before my master's room since early morning. I never saw you going inside. You must be with her all night. Am I correct?" Latha asked seriously while looking closely into his eyes.

"But I saw you when I was going inside. You're drooling on the round table." Das said with a funny laugh to divert Latha's attention.

Latha fell into a thought after hearing his reply. She is trying to remember whether she fell asleep or not. Das just laughed at her dumb face. Manipulating this dumb girl is really easy for him.

"Hmmhh... all my efforts were wasted. I shouldn't have woken up early." Latha blamed herself with a disappointed face.

"What happened? Why are you so curious about what's happening inside your master's room?" Das asked with a curious look after seeing her disappointed face.

Latha really feels more energetic to talk all these secrets. She immediately started explaining with great interest.

"Actually, last night I heard weird sounds coming from the master's room. It sounded like someone is slapping her ass." Latha said in a whispering tone.

"Ohh…" Das reacted with a surprised face.

"I woke up early to see the other person in the master's room. But except for you, no one has come out since morning. Let's go... It was no use talking about all these things." Latha spoke in a dull tone and stepped back to leave outside.

But suddenly Das grabbed her skirt and pulled her body closure to him. fre ewebn ovel

"What are you doing?" Latha cried out in a suppressed tone as one of his fingers touched her underwear.

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