AMNESIA BRINGS LOVE'S
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I just silently stared not dare to touch it deeper, just afraid if the crocodile rampaged suddenly.

"Kok even diem, real sneak, you want me to be tormented like that" said Mr. Alva who looks grimacing withstand the pain due to her crocodile head that is bent.

"Oh Mister! Mister deliberately ngerjain I, do not want ah, really alone." I turned around and turned my back on Mas Tejo. I don't want to see the crocodile's head, which I certainly won't be able to hold. Apparently Mr. Alvaro did not let me be free, even though I was turning his back but my hand was still He held tightly.

Instantly I rounded my eyes as this hand began to touch something that was said to be hard but felt warm, Oh Gusti lest it be the head of Mr. crocodile. Alva. Spontaneously I closed my eyes and I did not want to see the shape of the crocodile's head, which would have been very tempting to my faith. Because if I see her, my hand is reflexively trying to stroke the crocodile's long tail.

"Quickly why, Nur! Long time anyway, where fretting again." he groaned while leaning his head on my shoulder.

Well this piye, I really made the same rage with this Mister Bule, where the crocodile head is very big, it's very powerful. Very forcedly I must straighten the head to its original place, certainly in this situation Mr. Alvaro must be very uncomfortable and certainly very painful.

Finally after going through a quite thrilling process, I can straighten the crocodile's head well, I place the head where it should be and of course Mr. Alva was in no more pain. I cover again the covering cloth that protects Mr. Crocodile's mighty body. Alvaro´s. But, it turns out that my guess was wrong, all of a sudden Mr. Alva called my name so close, I turned my head to my husband's face, without Mr. cue. Alva kissed me just like that, I can't fight him because of Mr. Alva moved quickly and did not give me a chance to avoid it.

Oh, the Mbok! How many times has Mr. Alva makes me helpless like this, I don't care if she pretends to be amnesiac, which I know now that I'm my own husband, I'm not a hypocrite, either, I also love the way he touches me.

Mr. Alva hugged me from behind and of course our lips touched each other spoiled, for a moment we enjoyed the atmosphere this morning, it felt like last night's intimacy would never be enough, surely after five years of our separation, we both miss those romantic moments so much, and this is our chance to let go of that deep longing.

Until it did not feel now I was on the sofa, I could not power to reject the invitation of Mas Tejo who always wanted to be close to me.

"Stop Mister! Mister what do you want!" I said while holding back something that started to burst into my wilderness.

"Have not asked much, feel and enjoy it, I want to drown the head of this crocodile, so he can sleep well afterwards" he replied who was ready to shake the crocodile's head.

"Stage, Nur! I've been awake, it's hard to put to sleep again before his head dyed first."

Oh well this Mas Tejo, that must be it! Gini has a husband. He smothered my mouth with his kiss, while the crocodile gradually began to immerse his head in a wet place.

Hmmm just now we were enjoying that delicious sensation, still in a matter of seconds, just the crocodile's head moved five times gently, suddenly there was a knock on the door from outside my Husband's room.

"Tok tok."

Spontaneously we stared at each other and the crocodile's head was squeezed, I immediately pushed my husband's body on top of me, until He fell rolling on the floor, so he was, made her squeal in pain because her waist hurt.

"Aduuuhhhhh ...!" suddenly Mas Tejo's voice that was loud enough to make people outside the door of the room hear it and it turns out it was Mr. Giman's voice.

"Mister! Mister why? Mister! It's Giman Mister!"

I quickly put on my pants back which had been lowered to the knee, while Mr. Alvaro also tidied up his crocodile head which I saw as oscillating confusion because it had been squeezed, so long that it stretched down. Not just the runny snot, but the crocodile head of Mr. crocodile. Alva, who was running between the two thighs, wanted to laugh but I had to be strong enough to hold him, especially Mr. Giman was waiting outside.

O Gusti, just sleep that long, especially if you wake up, must be defiant like Monas, it deserves I am powerless when the crocodile has pounced.

...SERIATE...

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