Brothel Manager : Unexpected Encounter with A Hidden Family Heirloom

Chapter 208 : TQ @reggierea (R18+)

Note: Thank you @reggierea for the space craft

After ten minutes, Das dropped Sheela at her house in the sports car. As usual, Ember followed them in the white Mercedes.

"Sheela, I don't think your family members show any concern for you. Why don't you come to my place? I have a palace now. You can live comfortably." Das suggested while Sheela is hugging him before going inside her house.

"Nah... My father will be alone if I come with you. Let me spend a few more years in this house. After that, I will also bring my father with me." Sheela replied with a happy smile.

"As you wish. But never forget that I will be waiting for you." Das said while caressing her hair.

"Das, thank you so much. I don't know what could have happened if you weren't here." Sheela said it in a sincere tone.

"Stop talking like that. Your father is watching us from a distance. Should I kiss you now?" Das asked in a playful manner.

Sheela immediately left his embrace and walked back hurriedly. Das just laughed loudly after seeing her reaction. After Sheela left her home, Das started the car's engine and signaled Ember to sit inside.

"Open the door for me." Sheela asked with a proud face and an angry look.

"Are you sure...?" Das asked with a sly smile.

"Yes, you ignored me like a sidekick. It's your fault." Ember shouted with a fierce look.

"Oh, then follow me in that same white Benz car." Das said sarcastically and left her behind.

After a hundred meters, Das stopped the car as Ember sat on the ground and started yelling at him in a mad tone.

After seeing the pitiful face of Ember, Das pulled reverse gear and reached Ember in five seconds. He got out of the car and opened the car door for her.

"Now get inside. We have a lot of work to do." Das said with a sly wink.

Ember started gasping for air as Das forced her head against his crouch. But Das did not show any pity on her head as he pushed his rod deeper and held her head steadily for a few minutes.

Mmm... mmm... mmm...

Ember started patting his leg hurriedly as she couldn't breathe.

Ahhh... oofff... oofff...

while gasping heavily, Ember stared at him with bloodshot eyes.

"Bastard, do you want to kill me?" Ember asked in an aggrieved tone while beating with her hands. Instead of showing pity on her depressed face, Das first parked the car to one side and pinned her body on the seat.

He adjusted the car seat to a one-fifty-degree curved position and pulled out all the clothes from Ember's body. While Ember is struggling to free her hands, Das placed her bum on the edge of the seat and lifted her legs into the air.

With hands and legs grabbed together, Ember fixed herself like a doll with her hole at the edge of the seat. Das directly inserted his cave in that odd position and started hitting with high frequency.

Ahhh... ahhh... ah...

Ember stared, crying out loudly because she couldn't bear the pain. His rod is directly touching her diaphragm wall at the end of the cave.

Nooo... no... Das, please, not like this. Ember started pleading as Das hit the cave.

If Das continued this for a few more times, her hole would definitely become a saggy, old donut. Her ass became a red apple with the continuous hitting for five minutes non-stop.

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