CEO of Gondrong That, My Husband.
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Arriving at the apartment, Bagas immediately dropped himself on the bed. He's really exhausted. Dara who was confused had to do what finally went into the room with Bagas who had been lying face down on his bed.

"Where am I sleeping?" dara asked as she looked around.

"It's hard to sleep here. Noh, arrange another pillow bolster kayak semalem." said Bagas as usual.

"Apartement as big as this one room only one." said Dara again.

"That's so fuckin' finicky! Udah, lakain who want to do it here. Want to cook the cake, wash the cake, eat the cake, somersault while flying the cake. Whatever! don't bother me, I'm going to sleep!"

Dara looked at Bagas with a keki look. He immediately threw down his briefcase and rolled his shirt sleeves up to his elbows.

"Bagas Bagas!" Bagas immediately raised his head to hear the ridiculous sounding call in his ear.

"Call the Bagas cave." quickly sergeant Bagas.

"Ih, not consciously old! you want thirty years. I will be fine!"

"Do you know your quality? you know, refusing a husband for bed wrestling will also make lo quality!" bagas added again.

"That's it, the quality knows." Dara immediately loosened her tongue mocking Bagas.

"Why did you call me earlier? just wanna fight again? debate again? Come on I ladenin until morning too." sewot Bagas make Dara cluck pissed for the umpteenth time.

"I have no clothes, my clothes are still in the boarding house." complained Dara finally.

"No, open the closet over there. Any model clothes are there, from the full closed to the middle cover only doang." point Bagas.

Dara immediately ran to open the closet and gaped to see there are many home dresses, shirts and various other types of clothes. And some sexy lingerie and g-string. Dara pulled the g-string with her fingertips and placed it back with a horrified look.

Bagas had already immersed his laughter inside the pillow to muffle the sound of his laughter that was crumpled violently after seeing Dara's expression.

"What the hell is this made of?" Dara pressed both her hands on her waist.

"Our wedding gift, funny right?" bagas Goda.

"Funny what? oh, my God, I'm not a p*rn* movie player*!" sahut Dara was still with annoyance on her face.

Bagas just laughed satisfied to see the face of Dara who had met the red.

"Emang lo must be a p*rn* star first can use g-string?" seductive Bagas again made Dara run out of patience then immediately pulled the glowing red G-string and then he walked closer to Bagas who was still laughing while holding his stomach and without having time Bagas hold it, then he walked over to Bagas who was still laughing, Dara had put the G-string in Bagas' head.

"Well, this just fits." The turn of the laughing Dara was crumpled. Bagas looked at the large mirror opposite the king-size bed with an annoyed look at Dara who was laughing while looking at Bagas.

"Damn you yeah, here you are!" Bagas tries to catch Dara's body that has run and goes into the bathroom.

Then there was the sound of water, and Dara seemed to be taking a bath. Bagas but returned to reveal a ignorant smile. She knew, Dara forgot the towel.

"Pa Bagas." Dara's voice sounded.

"What?" sahut Bagas relax. He knew what the girl needed.

"Ehmmmmm, I forgot to bring a towel. Please put it in front of the door."

"Yes, I have put it." said Bagas again.

Dara opened the bathroom door slowly, but she was surprised to see Bagas already standing in front of the door with a towel in his hand. More surprised when Bagas pushed the bathroom door slowly without having time to prevent Dara.

Dara immediately closed her body because now she only wears a bra and underwear that has been wet. Her long hair was beautifully unraveled and looked wet as well. Bagas swallowed his saliva with great difficulty.

"I want the towel, Mom." Dara said with a trembling voice.

Bagas said nothing but to approach Dara who continued to retreat backwards with his hands closing the sensitive part.

"Mas Bagas, don't macem-macem." Dara's getting cornered.

Bagas stopped stepping when Dara was no longer able to retreat. He looked at Dara who could only look back at him with a look of fear while still trying to close the forbidden area for Bagas.

"Lo really don't want to give me this Ra?" tanya Bagas raspy.

Dara was surprised by the question, but then she shook her head.

"One kiss, Ra, please." pinta Bagas with a hearty look.

"But..."

"Can ya? you don't pity me?" ask Bagas again.

Dara bit her lips, and without realizing it, her head nodded slowly.

Bagas put on a small smile and put his lips closer to Dara's wet lips. Dara began to open her mouth slowly, she began to drift away at the friendly kiss given by her husband.

Unknowingly Dara began to groan, her body wanting more than this. Then he let when Bagas began to open his Bra and kiss one by one his densely challenging twin mountains.

His breath was heard and Bagas began to hunt. Bagas watched Dara as he continued to stumble and crumple the two objects. Dara seemed to be enjoying what Bagas was doing to her.

"Mas...Stop that!" Dara released herself with breath still panting.

Bagas set his breath as well and then wrapped the towel around Dara's body. He came out of the bathroom and grabbed the car keys leaving Dara still glued to where he stood.

Dara immediately came out of the bathroom after she felt Bagas had completely moved away from her apartment. Dara immediately changed clothes, then looked at the mirror.

He pinched his cheek. Dara thought she was dreaming. Why did he give half of his body to Bagas just now? did he not promise to avoid physical contact with Bagas at all costs?

But, his body actually reacted and thrashed to be touched by the man he often called the crocodile gondrong.

"I'm what's wrong?" ask Dara to yourself.

While elsewhere, in the parking lot besment, Bagas was still silent in the car. He can go crazy if he is still near Dara while the object under his body has hardened perfectly.

"Having duren on Sunday night, the two with lovers, the fight is good." The singing of two security who were busy dancing accompanied by music from the radio in the post made Bagas' mood even worse.

"What's duren? I'm not satisfied I ate!" maki Bagas was annoyed while hitting the steering wheel repeatedly. "Well, should I experiment with soap again? God of bokep, please lower your lead." said Bagas increasingly desperate in his own car.

He was increasingly upset when he saw two male and female cats were engrossed in a duren under the car of another apartment dweller who happened to be parked in front of his car.

"Woi cat! know the rules a little, split duren carelessly lo!" pekik Bagas was annoyed while claxing the two cats that did not care about Bagas's annoyance.