Forced to marry Mr. Billoners
Too Tired

Jerricco pursed Damara's lips violently, his hands not staying still to touch any of Damara's sensitivities. Damara enjoys the kiss and touch that Jerricco gives, without even hesitating Damara opens the shirt Jerricco is wearing.

Jerricco has stripped off his top, now his hands open every piss of Damara's shirt. His mischievous hand occasionally squeezed Damara's springy mound.

The chewy mound was very tempting Jerricco gave his sign of ownership there. His passion grew more turbulent as their first night shadow failed, Jerricco still remembered Damara's narrow tenderness and clutching her firmly.

Just thinking about it made Jerricco feel claustrophobic, he ended their hot session. Jerricco could have asked Damara to satisfy him without his gentleness, but Jerricco did not want to make Damara his sex slave he preferred to get out of bed and into the bathroom.

Damara breathed a sigh of relief as she saw Jerricco's back disappear behind the door. Actually the time of his guest was over yesterday, only there was still fear in his heart. Afraid of Jerricco leaving his innocent body like their first night.

Damara buttoned his shirt, he sighed. The pain was still felt in his heart, ‘I can't do it anymore’.

After finishing eliminating his passion Jerricco cleans his body and wears clothes. He saw Damara who was asleep in a curled up position. Jerricco joined her body on the bed, and hugged Damara.

***

Damara did not work that day but after that he was very busy, even Jerricco often came after that Damara had not come home as well as today.

Jerricco stared intently at Damara, “What salary are you on until you get home late?”

Damara lowered her head. His head felt very dizzy, he tried to blink his eyes to refocus. Some days he came home late, Damara had to finish all his work before coming to Italy. Likewise with the Galang application event that will be held tomorrow is quite time consuming.

“Jawab Damara, not silent only,” firmly Jerricco. Damara squeezed the sheets to hold his limp body, fearing losing his consciousness.

Jerricco noticed Damara's behavior that looked different than usual. He sat next to Damara and pulled his wife's chin to look at him. Before his hand touched Damara's chin, Jerricco saw Damara who was about to fall down. Jerricco swiftly captured Damara and laid Damara's body on the bed wrought.

“Sorry,” Overt Damara.

“Kevin, Damara fainted. Bring the doctor here.”

After disconnecting Jerricco back pat Damara on the cheek, “Honey wake up.” That anxiety enveloped his heart Jerricco felt unsettled, he walked out looking for Kevin because Jerricco could not wait for him to fear anything happened to Damara.

“Kevin,” call Jerricco from the bedroom door to see Kevin sitting in the living room.

Feeling his name called Kevin up and approached Jerricco. Kevin bowed respectfully “Iya Lord.”

“Where is the doctor?” snapped Jerricco.

Kevin saw clearly the picture of his master's worried face, “For a moment Lord. His doctor is on the road.”

“Five minutes, if you don't come I cut your neck!”

Kevin sighed as he looked at Jerricco returning to the room. He walked forward to wait for the doctor to arrive. The goddess of fortune sided with him yet minutes Kevin could already see a beautiful angel wearing a white doctor suit in a black skirt.

“Let's dock quickly.” The doctor followed Kevin. Arriving in Jerricco's room Kevin knocked on the door. “Lord,” call Kevin.

Jerricco came to the door and looked at the doctor called Kevin. “Log in and check my wife as best as you can.”

The woman in the white coat nodded obediently and walked into Jerricco's room, while the owner looked at Kevin. “Prepare a flight to Italy!”

“Good Lord.”