Hidden Rich Man's

Hidden Rich Man's
The Part 57


Diora seemed to think for a moment by shifting her eyes to see her legs, then she again filled her cornea with beautiful sculptures created by God. “I can't end his sentence, he's only four months, there's still eight months left. If we're not strict with him, I'm afraid he won't learn from his mistakes and keep playing with women.” He paused for a moment.


Then he continued his words. “Do not send people there. I was afraid that if I found out about her predicament, the soul of my mommy came out. I want to be firm with my kids.”


Davis shook his head not understanding his wife anymore. Worry but remain steadfast with his sentence.


But it looks like I'm still going to send my men to find out how Danesh is doing. My gut feels bad with my son on that one. Davis's determination is in my heart. Although his wife did not give permission because she had a heart that was too soft and easily touched if she saw or heard things that made her sad, but she would still do without Diora's knowledge.


“What do you want on your forty-sixth birthday?” tanya Davis wants to switch the conversation so that his wife does not look sad anymore.


Diora placed her index finger on the cheek as if she was thinking. “I don't want anything. Just want to live happily with my family,” he replied. Her head was resting on her husband's shoulders and her hands were wrapped around her arms which were still strong at an old age.


Davis placed his hand on his wife's head and stroked her lovingly. His head he approached there to kiss the peak. “If it's for sure I will give it to my family that I love.”


The two embrace each other's affection for each other. “I love you, My Wife.” Davis kissed the top of his wife's head again for a long time. She is so grateful to be met by a woman who can make her life full of color and happiness that is infinite again. “I will still make a party for your birthday, so you don't worry too much about Danesh continue,” he added after releasing his kiss.


Diora slightly loosened her embrace. She looked at her husband with teary eyes. “I love you more, My Love.”


Davis began to close his lips to the thin, pink chewy object. The two of them spoke to each other with love.


Davis released the link. He immediately stood up and held his wife ala bridal style.


“Where are you going to take me again?” diora asked with her hands around her husband's neck.


“Ke room, invite you to play a scrumptious.” A perverted smile adorns a handsome face with those slight wrinkles.


Again Davis got a small pinch on the arm. “Still in the morning you've invited me to wrestling,” the protest.


Davis's feet began to climb the stairs with his steady stomping. He could not wait to strip his wife.


Slowly Davis laid his wife's body on the bed. He began to open one by one the cloth that covered Diora.


Diora held her husband's hand. “What other movies do you want to tap the scenes?” tanyakanya. Her husband always wanted to try strange things from the movies he had seen.


Davis uses his other hand to disarm Diora. The smile he gave back to his wife. “We make our own special film,” the cetus.


The plot!


Diora flicked her husband's forehead. “You mean, you want to record our hot scenes?” ask her with fiery eyes.


Davis nodded without hesitation. “As a memento.”


Diora pushed her husband's body away from her. “Gila .. don't want me. Your request was always weird and ended up crumbling like when you asked me to imitate a titanic scene playing in a bad car,” he refused.


Davis undaunted, he approached his wife again. “Yes already, I will not record it and will not imitate the scenes in the film. We play normal.”


Than the anacondas don't get into the nest. It is better that he does not do anything strange so that his snake can spout calmly and peacefully.


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