Hay Pak Teacher

Hay Pak Teacher
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Alvi approached Alana who was now sitting on the sofa. Draping his hands around Alana's neck then peeking also the wife's eyes.


Alana looks back at Alvi's kiss. "It's not work?" tanyakanya.


"Dear, there's Hendri. Aa wants to rest at home with you, mumpung children are not there," replied Alvi sitting next to Alana, then hugging the woman from the side. "Kids are not there" Alvi whispered in her istir ear.


"Keep why?"


Alvi pursed her lips pouting, why is his wife insensitive to the code he gave her? Come on, this is a good opportunity to make a dedek for baby A.


Alvi hid her face in the recess of Alana's neck.


"How much is Baby A." Alana put on a smile while stroking Alvi's hair. "Why is Aa always excited if I go to the mother's house with the children?"


"Because we've got plenty of time together, baby. Mother where to release the children so, want to until night mother will be at home guard."


"What a big nigger my husband."


Alanan broke Alvi's embrace who was sniffing like a kitten. "I want to make coffee for Aa, haven't had coffee from the morning right?"


"Drink Mommy's original milk."


"Bas based on the perverted om-om, in his brain mulu mulu," flicked his thick lips Alvi then went to the kitchen to make the husband Coffee.


It was too hasty to make the hot water spill and hit its smooth legs.


"Auwhh," ringis Alana invites Alvi's attention in the living room.


Her body soared into the air as Alvin held her, he held his hand around her neck.


"If you are careful, dear. I've got three kids still so sloppy!" namel Alvi takes Alana to the sink, putting both of his wife's legs still in a sling.


"It could be, Aa tuh if you are worried not to nag, already have three children as well," replied Alana.


"Ngeles just keep going."


"It is also ...."


Alvi kissed Alana's lips. "Udah don't talk anymore. Your feet are red, baby." After rinsing with cold water, Alvi took Alana to the sofa and then returned to the kitchen to pick up the compress.


"A little Aa."


"Other times if you want to kedapur must be managed by people, can not be alone. What if your hand gets a knife or something? If you want, you don't have to take care of the kitchen."


"Dear, yes." pasrah Alana.


Alana gasped when a chewy object touched the back of her leg, she suddenly pulled her leg from Alvi's lap.


"What the hell, what's my foot? I don't like Aa to behave like this. Aa it's my husband." Alana's teary eyes felt bad for her husband, she was afraid of sin.


"It wasn't you who told me, Aa would. Don't be so sad." Ruffled Alana's hair.


"Not again!" great-grandson Alana. "If you know I can be angry."


"Mother won't be angry with you, here hug Aa." Alvi spread her hands.


Alana inching Alvi's hug with selonjoran legs. The heat is still felt on his feet, hopefully not blistering.


"You wanna take a walk? Mumpung again both," Alvi bargained to her lips in Alana's beautiful hair. Inhaling the aroma that became opium to him.


"Arga bertar again go home, my breasts are also aching Aa, baby A has not suckled from morning."


The grin was clearly imprinted on Alvi's face. "Want Aa help?"


"May," Alana answered involuntarily.


"In my dear room" whispered Alvi.


Aware of her husband's perverted brain, Alana turned around and then hit Alvi's chest. "It's worth helping, there's a shrimp behind the tub."


"Let's go baby, Aa help until it's all out, stack it up again there's time." Alvi carries Alana's body in her room, with a sly grin. Finally after a long time he can break the fast during the day.


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