
Malemnya actually both pregnant on the snack. Their stomachs are really sick and heartburn. Although now it has subsided and not back and forth to the bathroom again, but both are compact scooping the same husband each.
Bang Neon who that night happened to be mighty, wanted to seduce and pampered even nothing. Let alone want to look at the world's paradise, which he got just a flick of Cheryl's favorite pillow that was so shabby with a picture of winny the pooh.
Cheryl has returned to her body, only this time to turn her back to her husband when she sleeps. Make Neon dizzy bang not a bitch, want to touch a little horrified, afraid the bin turns into Catwoman who is ready to scratch it mercilessly.
"Which, I'm sorry. Because mamang meatballs I got this too." lamented Neon be pitied all of you asking for rations.
"So, anyway, this malem I'm still craving! Don't bother, don't hold it, don't touch it!"
"Why not?"
"I still crave I don't want later if you disturb me so want to be touched if you touch me so want to be touched and finally I want to also continue we are not so flogging."
What the hell is this Cheryl. Bang Neon became annoyed as well in the end. He wants to get out of bed, meaning he wants to watch television if he really won't get rations tonight.
But only he wanted to rise up the voice of his wife who was again on the crab mode was heard again.
"Don't dare to leave your zone. Bobo is a handsome one."
What kind of handsome bobo if I am tense again this way where can be next to elo, elo do not love why I am here?
"Yes ... duh who again crave it all."
There was no answer, but Neon knew the owner of the suction cave next to him was not yet asleep. Continues Cheryl moved, want to take a drink means only she was sprained the rug and finally even nyungsep down.
"Darling you don't papa?" Neon nanya doang, make Cheryl keki.
"Why not help? wife fell like this too."
"I can't touch you, though,
how the hell?"
"Oh so you want to let me fall without being helped, don't think I'm you huh. I'm pregnant too."
"But ..."
"Udah, you are sleeping, you are not sensitive." Cheryl flicked her hair with waving lingerie making Neon bang upset.
"Gue don't know if he's that sensitive? pregnant people are so. The crab is outrageous, make me lose my ration." grumbled bang Neon while playing mobile.
"Eeh, still playing hp. Bobo!"
"Yes-yes, duh I give you also."
"What?!"
"No. That, your clothes are good, fishing nets are like fishing nets."
Cheryl was poking around while looking at herself in the mirror. Then she saw her husband drowning under the covers.
"Remember, don't macem. I'm not in the mood anymore, I'm going to sleep."
"Yahh .. Don't do it, dear. I can dry."
"No, there's a bath of ice water."
"The cruelty of you."
"My stomach is still mules, I'm also males with you."
"You are the same as me."
"Do not put on a sad face. I'll have more stomach pains."
"Yes Oneng, nambeknya you make me more to love."
"Don't flirt because I'll be wooing."
"Make love me that."
"Son, we're beautiful tonight."
Aarash looked at his wife's annoyance he wanted to slam the same pillow bolsters banting village champions to be invited to a duel on their romance mattress. But can't, bang Ondrong knows his wife is really craving again.
"I have a stomachache know not the hell."
"So who's trying to tell me to eat chilies doesn't want anything else."
"So you want to blame me."
"Yes not Oneng, just ..."
"Say you want to blame me, just continue to be wrong."
Geez, replace the Ondrong bang that wants to hang itself on the chili tree. Because of the gallons he got sprayed his wife like this. Can't get rations, can't be spoiled kisses.
"Sleep, work tomorrow."
"Yes-yes, Oneng!" hiss bang Ondrong upset.
"Basic cockroaches."
"Cockroaches can see naked people!" reply Ondrong again.
With each back-back at first, the more malem bang Ondrong can not sleep, just as his wife who had been closed turned around. Her faith tested, young coconuts looking behind open sleeping pajamas. Mumpung Oneng again bobo, crimped bit will not be found out.
A little what the fuck, Oneng was already laughing the atmosphere. Buried the face of Aarash bang to it, the wits of a cockroach bulus really way tonight. As if he did not see the fate of the Neon bang who could only hug the bolting tp tomorrow morning Cheryl's snacking session was completed, the morning stamp was immediately carried out.