Daddy My Son's
13. Mules

"I finally found you Joe!" Joe gasped, as the hand of a middle-aged woman deftly had managed to handcuff his right wrist. He had just finished paying for his order at the restaurant.

"If this is the case, you will not be able to run away from me anymore" said the middle-aged woman again while showing her left wrist that had been handcuffed with a triumphant smile.

Joe, who did not expect the woman to be able to do that to him in public, tried to twist his brain, looking for a way how he could escape from the handcuffs. He also felt astonished how the woman could have the object, should the key of the handcuff is usually stored in the police station.

"Tante Mesie, please don't do this. I was in a hurry, my wife had just given birth, and was waiting for this steak I bought" Joe said with a hearty look, begging for mercy.

"That's easy, my dear, come on!" the middle-aged woman called Aunt Mesie took the time to snap a flash of Joe's cheek that had been held hostage and immediately rushed, quickly, making the young man was forced to follow the direction of his right hand which was dragged by the left hand of Aunt Mesie.

The restaurant cashier who had seen the scene could only smile amusedly watching the treatment of the aunt to Joe, as well as the other visitors.

Joe could only resign, when Aunt Mesie took him to his car, and after a few minutes of travel, they arrived at the area of the magnificent towering apartment building owned by the glamorous-dressed aunt.

"Give me your address Joe, I'll send your steak by courier to your wife" asked Aunt Mesie, when both were in the elevator.

"Ah, let it go. No need Tan," reject Joe subtly. He could already read, if it was just the middle-aged woman's wits to find out her new address.

"Lha anyway, don't blame Auntie if later your wife is a little darling," he said in a spoiled tone while looking warmly at Joe.

Greeet-pet-peeeet.

There was a sound like a trumpet that timidly heard his distinctive voice.

"You're why Joe, you've been blowing the wind" the aunt closed her nose, pulling away from Joe's body, which she pepetin continued to be in the elevator.

Joe smiled shyly, as the voice of the shucks continued to sound without permission from his bo*ong. "Sorry Joe Aunty," Joe grinned himself. " Another stomach ache, want BAB," while holding his stomach which is really mules.

"Come, Joe's game baby! Hurry out!" aunt Mesie rushes and Joe gets out of the elevator. They stopped at the door of the apartment not far from the elevator.

"Smuck in, go straight to the toilet" said aunt Mesie, closing the door and locking it, but she rushed into the toilet with Joe because both hands were still handcuffed together.

"Tante Mesie, don't come in, how Joe can BAB," protested Joe who could not stand it anymore, while his stomach continued to churn, the taste of mules was increasingly tormenting him, so he was forced to push bo*with his left handcuffed hand.

"Can't be Joe, auntie doesn't want you to run away like you already do" said aunt Mesie wary, still insisting to enter with Joe in the toilet.

"Oh, how is this," Joe put his body against the toilet wall, trying his hardest to resist the intense mules that attacked him.

"Please come out Auntie, Joe can't stand la-gi," a streak of cold sweat began to drench his head, face, and other body.

"No, Auntie's just here" said tente Mesie cuek.

"It's really Auntie" Joe was upset.

"Yes, this is Tan, Joe opens his pants" Joe said as if asking for permission.

"Yes, just open it. You want bo*er dicelana. Or will Auntie help you open and take your pants off?" aunty Mesie who is more clever than Joe knows what the adorable leaner planned. He would not let her easily escape again.

Feeling his efforts in vain, Joe hurriedly pulled his zipper, himself also did not want to until the boker swallowed, "turn Auntie!" then sit in the closet.

Brooot! Broots! Braaakk! Clathongs. Clathongs.

"Good Joe! It was so horrified his voice!" aunt Mesie glared, but remained faithful turning her body towards the wall.

Joe did not rub, he was focusing on removing all the garbage that caused his stomach to mules.

"That's so good Joe!!" pekik aunty Mesie is still facing the wall.

Joe was amused. The shame is now changing direction, arising intentional pranking.

"Cock laughing Joe! Smell tau!" auntie pressed the tip of her nose with both of her fingers. Joe laughed more and more, instead of stopping the action, he even became-so.

Brooot! Broots! Braaakk! Clathongs. Clathongs. Tungs. Tungs.

"Joe!! Hueek!! Hueek!!" Joe made Aunt Mesie's stomach churn, his nausea that was already unbearable finally spouted vomit up to hit Joe's face.

Joe's laughter immediately stopped, as well as the other actions, the smell of acid-bitter-bad cowl in the toilet burst into the nose, the face of aunt Mesie began to pale, due to lack of oxygen. Joe panicked, he immediately cleaned what he needed to clean down there, after cleaning his pants. He rushes to pick up Aunt Mesie and takes her out of the toilet to get new oxygen.

"Joe, please get my eucalyptus oil in the medicine box there," pointed aunty Mesie at the medicine box beside her bed in a faint voice, after Joe helped her lie in bed.

"How can you move there yourself, if Joe's hand is still this way," said Joe showing his left handcuffed with the right hand of the aunt.

The woman seemed to be in a dilemma, but finally she grabbed her street bag that was still wrapped around her body, which she had not been able to remove when she entered the apartment and followed Joe to the toilet earlier.

"Here, open it," aunt Mesie handed Joe the keys, so the young man could open the handcuffs.

Joe who initially thought that his key son was stored in the police station was so happy. He quickly grabbed it, and hurriedly opened the lock of his handcuffs . He rushed to the medicine box and took what was asked of his aunt.

Aunt Mesie closed her eyes, enjoying a massage of Joe's fingers which was quite helpful in relieving her previous nausea.

"Joe, where have you been all this time?" he looked on the side of Joe's hand massage.

"Tan's work?" sahut brief.

"New job?" ask aunt Mesie further.

"Yes,"

"What job is that?"

"You know that, right? Secrets!" joe said he deliberately didn't want to tell.

"Huffa-hh!" aunt Mesie turned around, and with all her strength she pulled out Joe's hand which was still outstretched massaging his nape.

"Armghh!!" Joe gasped, his body falling right over the tubub buxom aunty Mesie who swiftly hugged his neck tightly.

"You're Joe, you're just making me flinch. What are you keeping secret, heum?" Joe moves, wanting to break away, but his movements are instantly locked down by the woman.

"I miss you Joe, you've been missing for so long" he said half a whisper, and began to lash out at Joe's handsome face above him.

Joe's still not moving, just letting what Aunt Mesie's doing to him get wilder.

The preet-peet-peet-pet...

The voice rang out again, disturbing the intimacy that the passionate woman was building. He held Joe's face, looked him in, "your stomach mules again?" low question.

"Yes" Joe said.

"Go quickly" he said. Joe immediately got up from the body of Aunt Mesie, he rushed to the toilet, and returned to silence there for a moment.

Almost thirty minutes, Joe had just finished with his BAB ritual. He looked tired from being in the toilet for too long. When he came out, he saw that Aunt Mesie was asleep, because too long waiting for him, his heart was excited not playing.

"If it is old, it is easy to get tired," the stone was pulsed in the heart, while sneaking around, grabbing his wallet which was on the nightstand and carefully exiting the room to the front door.

Once in front, he quickly ran to the elevator.

"My steek!" lament Joe after the elevator closes. "Akhh, let it be," Joe tried to give up the steak he had bought for Virranda, rather than having to turn to the woman's apartment again.

He opened his wallet, then smiled when he saw a 5 ml tube-shaped object that lived one in the wallet. He grabbed it with two fingers, then kissed it with a smile, "thanks to you, I'm free from aunt Mesie tonight" he said happily. He always provides it in his wallet just in case.

Yeah, that drug that's been stirring up Joe's stomach contents so that the mules. When he saw that aunt Mesie was busy getting her phone in the car on the way to the apartment, Joe secretly put it in his ab.

"Oh, my stomach starts to mule again," Joe grimaced, holding back the tummy flutter from reacting again, his body began to feel cold heat again holding back the sense inside there that could not wait to get out.

"Tig! The keg!

As soon as the elevator opened, Joe hurried out, intending to head for the nearest toilet.

Huhh!!

Joe staggers, but quickly balances himself out to catch the body of the woman in front of him who almost fell due to the act of accidentally hitting him.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it" said Joe, feeling bad, as he straightened the woman's body.

"Joe! You're here Joe!" the woman, who had been frightened because she almost hit the floor, immediately screamed in delight.

"You've gone where Joe is!" at once he gripped Joe's arm firmly and looked at him full of desire.

"Heuh! Aunt Dinda!" Joe flabbergasted. Damn, why is he so apes tonight, twice met two aunt gir*ng who some months he deliberately avoided.

The preet-peet-peet-pet...

"Ouch! Sorry Auntie, Joe's going to the toilet," without waiting for approval, Joe took off his aunt's grip, then ran to the toilet.

"Joe!!! Wait!!!" Shouted aunt Dinda from behind.

Joe continued running towards the toilet, then he rattled towards the left turn before reaching the men's toilet, then stood there for a moment. As expected, the sound of the footsteps of high heels approached with a fast rhythm. Joe clenched himself to the wall, it turned out to be true, aunt Dinda caught up with him.

"Damn! Damnit damnit! Shit!" cry Joe in the heart. He held his breath as well as held the bo*ong so as not to sound his voice while passing wind.

As soon as the man's toilet door opened at the end, Joe immediately took a thousand steps away from the place,

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