After entering the room, Monica casually threw her high heels aside and Milicic didn't know what to do.
Monica looked at the cute Milicic and said with a charming smile: "I like your silly and silly look the most. Tell me, how many girls have you coaxed like this?"
"If I count you, you are the first one." Milicic said, sitting on the sofa some distance away from Monica.
"Smooth talk, and pretending to be a good baby." Monica spat, walked to Milicic's side, then lifted his chin with her fingers, brought her face very close, and said in a sweet voice: "Then... …Good baby, do you want to drink some wine first or have sex first?”
"First... ah? Then... it's up to you!" Milicic looked like he was giving up his body to be trampled on by Monica.
"Yo? You still look like you don't care, so let's drink first. When we get drunk, I'll sleep and you sleep on the floor!" Monica said in a feinting voice, her movements and movements were extremely charming, and she completely lost the charm she had in the bar. She is so cold and glamorous. At this moment, she is burning like fire from the outside into Milicic's heart. The fire sinks deeper and deeper...
Milicic would be a man if he didn't act at this time. He grabbed Monica's hand and held her in his arms. Although he had no experience, this body was a body that could fight many battles. Driven by alcohol, his consciousness Gradually, humans will follow the body's most primitive instincts.
Milicic only made a few moves, and Monica was already like a gurgling spring of water. She kept coquettishly and coquettishly making Milicic confused and infatuated. He stripped Monica naked in two or two strokes and roughly fucked her. Throwing it on the bed, the snow-white female body was like a sheep about to be slaughtered, and she even cried out softly.
At this time, Milicic showed his manly side and tore off his clothes directly. Like a male animal, he used the most primitive wildness of reproduction to conquer the opposite-sex animal in front of him. There were no sweet words, no gentle caresses, and no extraneous things. Foreplay is the roughest and most primitive combination.
It poured like a storm, as if there were only two people between heaven and earth, swaying wantonly...
Monica was gasping for breath and could no longer bear it, but Milicic still had no intention of stopping. This body seemed to be not only strong in athletic ability, but also strong in all aspects.
The two of them were lying naked on the bed. Milicic was still playing with the soft pieces on Monica's chest absentmindedly. Monica was still immersed in the strong wind and rain just now. Although her body was sore and weak, when she thought of what just happened That scene was still filled with uncontrollable emptiness.
"Monica..."
When Monica saw Milicic's sculpture-like face and body, she couldn't help but kiss him on the cheek and said, "Honey, what's wrong?"
"How about...one more shot?" Milicic, who had just gotten rid of his virginity, could not stop so soon.
"What!" Monica didn't expect that this second-place parallel importer was really not a parallel importer in this regard. He was a genuine man. This was not just a joke, this was simply life-threatening!
"Darko! This really doesn't work, or let's try a different method... Do I think my mouth is sexy enough?" As she spoke, Monica began to lick Milicic's body, from top to bottom...
...Swallow that erect pillar in your mouth, a wet and greasy mass...
Milicic had just tasted what it was like to be a man, and now the beauty playing the flute was another thrill, not only making him gasp for breath.
Thanks to Monica's hard work, Milicic finally erupted again. The watered Monica was full of the smell of sex, which was simply irresistible.
During the cleaning, Milicic whipped Monica again. Monica felt like a pile of mud and just wanted to pile it there. Nothing else mattered.
"My dear, you are so awesome! How long has it been since you last touched a woman? You are like this." Monica stroked Milicic's chin, and the originally clean chin also had a faint hint of semi-hard stubble.
"It's been more than twenty years, what happened?"
After hearing this, Monica chuckled and said, "You! There is no truth in your mouth. You are only eighteen years old and you have more than twenty years. You are a bad guy..."
"Hey... why can't you believe me? What I gave you just now is really more than 20 years of savings, and you have used up all of it. It seems that I can only save again."
"Doko, I seem to have fallen in love with you... You won't leave me because of this, right? I also know that everyone should leave after a one-night stand, but I always feel that I have some attachment to you that I can't let go of...
"
In Europe and the United States, many men and women meet in bars, and there will naturally be some close contact, but it will not interfere with each other's lives. Sometimes even men and women who live together just like each other. When it comes to love, it means not
It’s just a game anymore, so many people will choose to leave when it comes to love.
But Milicic didn't know this. He gave Monica a very positive response: "Fool, say anything stupid, I love you too..."
"Then will we have a chance to meet again in the future? After the Olympics, you returned to the United States to play, and I returned to Italy to continue my life." Monica said leisurely.
"I don't mind starting an intimate time. If you are willing, quit your job and come to the United States with me..." Milicic looked at Monica, who was as carved as porcelain and jade, and said emotionally.
"I'm a reporter, and I like my job. I don't want to be a housewife who relies on men... I think a woman's charm is related to her experience, don't you think?"
"I respect your decision. Although I don't know what will happen next moment, we love each other at this moment... If you change your mind, you can come to the United States to find me at any time." Milicic hugged Monica and said.
"Tomorrow, you will play against the Italian team. I will go to report the game live. I hope that our time in Athens can be remembered for a lifetime." Monica said, stroking Milicic.
Milicic glanced at the beauty in his arms and said jokingly: "I didn't expect you, a monster, to be Italian. Hey! Before I fight an Italian man, I have to pass the Italian woman first. If I don't perform well in this game,
, you must compensate me!"
"Hey! How did you know that I was an undercover agent sent by the Italian national team? I will drain your energy and drain every nutrient out of your body." At this point, Monica's hands stopped moving again.
Be honest.
Milicic was also aroused. He pressed Monica under him and said passionately: "If you want to consume my energy for the Italian national team, then I will block your reporter's photo for the Serbian and Montenegrin national team."
mouth, let’s die for our country together!”
Sacrificing his life for the country and moving forward indomitably, Milicic performed a modern version of loyalty to the country on the round bed in the hotel...
