BULE NYSAR SO REBUTTAL
The Widow's Heart

"Such a big one, sir!"

"You likey?" Rafiya nodded in shame. "Well, just play as you like."

Rafiya's smile grew. His eyes continued to pay attention to the object belonging to the bule man who had been stiffening since coming out of his pants a moment ago. His hands continued to move slowly, massaging the tensed object very gently.

"Master!"

"Hum?"

"This if entered into would be very painful huh?"

Mike's eyes that had been closed because he enjoyed Rafiya's rod hand game, the eyes immediately opened. In his eyes the woman whose face already looked very eager. Mike knew the woman wanted to do it.

"You try not? So you can feel your hole hurt isn't it when it's in my possession?" Mike made an offer.

There is a sense of doubt in Rafiya's heart, but the worry must be lost by the desire that continues to struggle and wants to be resolved immediately. Even Rafiya already felt that the hole had gotten wet at this moment. Rafiya nodded.

"Sit on my lap, and kiss my lips!" without rejection, Rafiya immediately carried out the decree. Slowly but surely the woman moved her body and immediately sat on Mike's lap. Without the need to waste more time Rafiya immediately landed his lips on the lips of the bule and the game full of excitement was started.

That same night, at the widow's cottage, Josh was laying on his bedless bed. The mattress was deliberately lying on the floor, just with a mat. Because quite suddenly, the widow's cabin manager had not had time to prepare a bed for their guard.

"Is Mr. bule going to bed yet?" the voice of the woman suddenly echoed in the room to make the occupants who were lying on their stomach immediately turned to the source of the sound. Seen in front of the door stood a woman whom Josh had already recognized his face.

Josh got up and sat down on the bed. "yet, Miss. Come inside."

The woman named Mina came in and sat on the floor. "That's a word, Mr. Bule has fallen asleep?"

Josh's smile immediately grew thin. "Yet. If I sleep, then who's taking care of you. Then, why isn't Miss Mina sleeping?"

"Yes deliberately make nemenin Mr. bule, after all it is now only seven o'clock at night. But at best it is not until morning, hehehe ..."

"Please, Sir. It's called talking, but there's usually a question and answer, right?"

"Hehehe .. yes," Josh scratched his non-itchy head. "Why is there a widow's cottage here? Is this the only place or is there another place that is the same?"

"It is only in this village that there is his widow's cottage, sir. This widow cottage was also once just an ordinary house."

Instantly Josh's forehead immediately wrinkled. "Couldn't you? How's story?"

Mina then tells the origin of the widow's cottage. It used to be an ordinary house inhabited by two widows whose husbands were a brother and sister. Their husband died while at sea. The woman was not a native of this village, but they could not leave the house left by the husband.

As time went on, the age of the two women grew. They were worried that no one was guarding that spacious enough house. They also heard that many widows had the same fate but did not have a home and were reluctant to return to their villages for fear of becoming a family burden, finally the two women had the idea to accommodate the women who became widows but had no place to live in this village.

"Oh, so all the women who are here, aren't the natives of the village here?" ask Josh.

"Yes, most of us are not villagers here and it's not good to go home with our family. So we decided to stay here so we could be independent."

Josh seemed to nod a few times. "It's a really useful idea. But how are the inhabitants of this cottage mostly young? Did all the women here become widows because her husband died?"

"Hahaha .. isn't it, most of us, widowed by divorce?"

Josh Melongo heard it. "How come? Miss here is still very young?"

"Many factors led us to choose to be widows. Infidelity, economy, domestic violence. That's the reason we chose to be widows."

"But they are all very young. Is it not, baby?"

Mina returned to smile. "It's been our choice, sir. If being a widow can make us happier, why do we have to be tormented to live in a household?"

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