Work as a whore makes her forget about the outside world, it turns out that there are still many men who sincerely love their women earnestly. Sunni felt, closing her self to the outside world and even she also closed her eyes to find her life partner. This is all because of the past that has not been resolved and is still imagined today.
On the shore she saw several couples pitting each other against to make her self start to be fickle. Seeing that they feel like her life is colored, it seems that her love cells are alive. There was a desire to be loved and appreciated by men, but on the one hand she felt that she had lost half of her identity because of her profession. Which man would make her like a queen?, it was all impossible.
A pack of Marlboro cigarettes was taken out of her bag and grabbed a green lighter from her bag. Then a cigarette was pasted between the sexy lips and the lighter that had been lit was held by her, close to the cigarette. She began to suck it and inhale deeply, she absorbed how delicious the cigarette smoke that warmed the walls of her oral cavity was. Then the cigarette smoke that coagulated in the mouth was expelled through her nasal cavity. She repeatedly did so while sipping a bottle of alcohol next to a large sunni ass.
Her love cells feel lonely now, every now and then she keeps observing the couple chatting around her. Some of them even crushed each other's lips, making them feel jealous.
"Ouchh.... which is true enough!, how can they kiss in the open like this?." Although she also wants it, but Sunni is a little more fussy because she pretends to be hypocritical. Even though she felt that she was misbehaving constantly, but her mouth was good at lying.
Sunni began to be insecure and continued to sip booze with her gusto, her cheeks red from feeling drunk to the point of making her sleep on the beach in a state of disarray.
"Ouchh.... i want to have a soulmate, ouch shit…those damn hooligans make me jealous. I'm so beautiful but no one really genuinely loves!." She continued to poison by repeating the words until it made passers-by look at her with a strange look. Sunni even let out her laughter, then the sound of her crying until the people around her were frightened and avoided from her side.
"Ouch... which is sure enough that crazy woman makes me feel annoyed!."
"Is she crazy?."
"Ouchh.. look at the beautiful girl's craze for being left by her lover."
"It's a pity, even though she is so beautiful!."
"Look at the easy kids nowadays, they're just as drunk in any place!."
There are so many people who assume that Sunni are heavy drunks, crazy women, frustrated at being left behind by lovers, and some are swearing violently. Sunni didn't care about it, her eyes fell on the blue sky that made her self bewitched.
"Huff, i haven't seen this kind of blue sky for a long time!." Of course Sunni said it that way, because every day she could only stare at the roof of her hot room from morning to night. So no wonder she felt free to day, her lying body rolled over and her hands stopped by her like the wings of a bird flying freely in the air.
Sunni began hallucinations, she felt her body lifted and the flapping of a pair of wings was on her back. She laughed because she could fly here and there, then she fell because a pair of wings were broken. To the point of making her self scream in fright, a handsome man helped her with the flapping of a pair of beautiful wings, she even looked like an angel.
Sunni looked at the face of the man who helped her, but his face was not clearly visible. But she could feel that the man who had helped her just now was handsome.
"Miss, Miss this is already night. Are you will to continue to sleep here until morning?." A middle-aged man woke her self up, he looked good not even tempted by the Sunni body shape. Fortunately he is not a perverted man, he is so kind that he wakes up Sunnis without touching sensitive areas all over the Sunni body.
She awoke from her dream and rose to her stand up after hearing the man's voice.
"Why are you so comfortable sleeping here, aren't you afraid?." The man was angry with Sunni because he felt he was not taking good care of her self.
Sunni scratched her head in guilt that she was asleep late into the night.
"Thank you for waking me up, sorry to be troublesome!." Sunnis left the already dark and deserted beach.
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The holiday is over, Sunni must still return to work because the queue this time is quite a lot like the day before the holiday. More and more fans she had to go back to her hot room, lay her body down, straddle as usual and the striped nose men fired missiles in her already perfectly widened pussy area. In the hot room the striped nose male changed to enter the hot room and enjoy the Sunni body greedily. Even the striped nose man has a style and uniqueness in his sexual orientation. Some do a variety of styles of sexual intercourse, some are violent to the point of having to make Sunnis whimper in pain because their bodies have to be whipped, hand cuffed and the most extreme is to hit their bodies sadistically.
Sunni was disgusted that she had to be confronted with special guests who even had to risk her life serving those guests, her days were even more congested with mechanical missiles that made her self more and more disgusted. When making love, feel uncomfortable again until she sheds tears because she is getting tired of the world of struggle that tortures her.
As the perverted men sighed, her ears felt the heat not the least she enjoyed the missile game of the striped nose men. Her saturation made her unable to let out a sigh, there were only tears of hatred towards her self having to work in a place like this, selling her body for those depraved and perverted pleasure hunters to taste.
The more she did it, her heart felt a deep wound. she was very depressed, occasionally sipping alcohol to calm her mind. But all of that, unable to make her self calm down, actually made her situation worse. She was immediately underexposed because she had to constantly serve the striped nose man. Don't know what instigated her at this time, even though he loved her profession very much before. Because it gets a lot of tips from its fans.
However, that day's vacation made her self change her mind. She felt her self and her body and her self-esteem were valuable to her, she didn't need a tip from a perverted man who took turns enjoying her body. Now a Sunnis need is the love of a sincere man, able to accept her self and love her.
She felt infinite saturation, her current thoughts were sane. Until she hurt her hand by scraping the knife splinters to calm her mind.
The days continued to be lived with compulsion, she had to again lie down and straddle on the surrender bed to be pounced on by the wild striped nose men. Like when a hungry lion gnawing at her skin, the face was flat without letting out a reaction to enjoying or even sighing in return to the roars of the striped noses who played her missiles in between Sunni intimacy. It seems that she is too stressed to be very numb when she is hunted.