
“Beloved Mister – Season 2”
Author by Natalie Ernison
In the top room of Jen's mansion with Mr. Tyson's. Jen spent the whole night there, and felt the same sensation as the nights passing by. Jen is approached by a figure that makes her so helpless, and the sense of the figure is the same as when Jen first made love.
Touch after touch that really makes Jen so drunk and dizzy. By morning, Jen was back alone in her undressed state. But something unexpected happened.
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Mr. Tyson suddenly came to the top room of the mansion. Calling Jen's name, Jen had just woken up from a long night of passion.
Jen ran into the bathroom, and was so panicked.
“My dear phone, are you in the shower?” said Mr. Tyson from behind the bathroom door.
“Well my dear master, I am cleaning myself,” Jen replied.
Jen covered herself with the clothes that had been available there. Close the part that there are signs of love from the mysterious figure.
Slowly Jen opened the door, and Mr. Tyson was there. Sit down, right on the edge of the king-size bed.
Smile at Jen, “some tonight, are you sleeping here?” said Mr. Tyson's.
“Yeah, I feel comfortable being here,” reply Jen nervously. Jen was really nervous no more, slowly stepping towards Mr. Tyson's.
Mr. Tyson grabs Jen's body, and inhales the fragrant aroma of the bath soap Jen has been using. “You are very fragrant, my dear,” said Mr. Tyson's.
“Istrahathlah. Isn't it, my master is exhausted,” Jen said coldly. Jen refuses to accept the friendly cradle from her husband. Jen stepped out, without caring for her husband.
“Honey!” Mr.sway. Tyson, holding onto Jen's body. But Jen doesn't like that.
“What are you doing!” Jen snapped, and spontaneously pushed her husband's body.
“Honey, what's wrong with you?” screec Mr. Tyson. Jen looks so different this time. Jen just left, while Mr. Tyson is still confused about Jen's cold attitude towards him.
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Sit on the dining table chairs, and eat dinner each. There was no conversation there, all that was heard was the sound of cutlery clashing with plates or bowls while they were eating dinner.
“Why are you standing here! I'm not asking you to stay standing here, am I!” Jen said to one of her servants.
“Sorry madam, I'm just waiting for the order,” reply the nervous waiter.
“Go to eat, no need to wait for us.” Tukas Jen is cold. Jen's attitude is quite cold since her husband's return from out of town.
Mr. Tyson looked at Jen. “What's wrong with you, why are you so angry so quickly?” ask Mr. Tyson to Jen.
Jen stopped her dinner, and put down her cutlery a little rough.
“I just don't want our waitress to feel uncomfortable, by waiting for her master to finish dinner. Isn't it, once we're completely done, they can go back, then clear the table!” Tukas Jen, then to get out of front of her husband.
Mr. Tyson just kept quiet and continued eating.
Jen walked down the garden area of the mansion, sitting on a wooden chair that was there. Jen feels she is not happy with Mr. Tyson's. Jen feels something is strange about her husband's attitude, and also her.
“Why did it feel the same as the first nights of that time. His touch, his slightly rough movements..why is it different from my husband's touch!” Jen muttered in her mind.
“It's late, you should rest,” said Mr. Tyson is standing behind Jen.
“I'm bored, so I want to be here for a while only.” Reply Jen coldly. Jen Bakan did not look at her husband.
Ahq.. Scream Jen, then avoid every touch from the husband. “It would be very embarrassing if the waiters saw this,” Jen said looking for a reason.
“Let's go back to the room,” invite Mr. Tyson's.
The two went to their private rooms.
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After arriving in the room, Jen sat on the edge of the bed. “Sleep dear,” said Mr. Tyson, then lay down next to Jen.
Jen only glanced at her husband, and turned around. It feels like Jen is really upset. Why after a few weeks of being out of town, then coming back has no intention of making love. Isn't Jen his wife, and Jen also needs her potty cradle.
“Sorry, I didn't mean to reject you. I'm just afraid the waiters saw.” Sesal Jen's.
It's possible that her husband was offended by Jen's treatment of her while she was in the park a while ago.
“Not why darling. I'm tired too,” replied Mr. Tyson then slowly fell asleep.
Jen slowly turned her body around, and began to feel lonely. The actions of her husband really upset Jen.
Turn towards the window of the room that looks a little bright, because of the light of the lights outside. Jen is still awake, while her husband is asleep.
Swush...
Something passed through the front window of the room. Jen spontaneously woke up and was about to find out what was there. Her curiosity overcame her fear. After all, this was not comparable to what Jen had been through all this time.
Something cold touched Jen's face, and looked at each other. However, at once Jen's eyes could no longer open.
Ahq... Screech Jen, when something like a hand touches her body.
Looking towards her husband, but it seems that her husband does not budge in the least.
Jen opened the second door next to the window facing towards the city. Slowly, close the door slowly.
Huh.. Jen was very surprised by something that caught her.
“Sii-aapa k-au..” Jen said in a half-snouted voice.
“I'm yours, and you're yours,” reply to the figure. Jen really can't open both of her eyes.
“Why did you do this to me. I already have a husband,” Jen said.
“Didn't you feel good playing with me,” said the figure, and continued to make Jen unable to hold back.
The figure fucked Jen, right outside her room. Jen can't make her voice either. However, the sensation tonight is very pleasant.
“You're crazy! Are you haguuu..” Jen said on the sidelines of their activities.
“Not yet you know,” said the figure. Then let go of Jen suddenly.
“Brengs*k! You're playing me!” Umpat Jen's. Because he still wants to be cradled, even though his mouth says no.
“You still want to turn out,” said the figure.
“Why is his body hairy?” Jen was curious about the figure. However, Jen also so enjoyed the warmth given to her.
Who is the figure who has repeatedly fucked Jen, and made Jen in peerless pleasure.
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