
"Master... This is your coffee" Syiren said as he quickly put the coffee on the side of the middle room table. While Diran is still busy reading the file in the form of a record of turnover and sales in the new business he is working on.
"Thank you dear"
"Master. I feel ashamed if you call me with such a phrase" said Shiren ashamedly.
Diran looked at Syiren meaningfully "Tonight. We sleep on the same mattress, right?" diran Pinta. Syiren shames shame.
"Then I will mendi first yes...' Say Syiren while going away from Diran.
But Diran did not want to ignore his wife, he began to throw a file in his hand and grabbed his wife's elbow "Wait" Pinta Diran. Syiren turned and stopped her steps.
"Yes, what's wrong..."
Diran stood up and hugged his wife from behind "I can't help it anymore" Whisper Diran hugged his wife's slim belly instead of a bitch.
"But sir... I haven't cleansed myself yet" Syiren said trying to escape Diran's embrace. Like anything, this was the first time Diran had been so gentle that Syiren was nervous.
"I really want to... Can ya?" tanya Diran started putting her hands into the clothes that Syiren was wearing.
"But-but..." Syiren really grim and amused when the naughty hands of Diran have arrived at the cover of two pieces of crazy balls that Syiren has.
"May I touch them?" ask Diran.
"Ta-But my master hasn't taken a shower. I still smell wry" Stuttered Syiren with an uncomfortable feeling. His cheeks began to crimson because he felt very amused at the treatment of the naughty Diran.
Diran forced her hand to get inside the tight-fitting Shiren bra. Until he began to touch right in the warm rubbery circle.
Diran immediately kissed the curve of his wife's neck "Master... I have to take a shower to make it smell good"
"Where do I kiss?" Diran sniffed at Syiren's upright back and it turned out that his wife's body odor was still very fragrant.
"Shyiren... I'm sorry" he said, releasing his hand from one of the twin mountains of Syiren. Then Diran turned Syiren's body to her face "I love you Syiren" whispered Diran again. Diran immediately kissed his wife's lips and then************ spoiled.
"I'm so tempted..." Diran continued to hunt for his wife's red lips and then grabbed Syiren's hand for her to hang out in her lehar. Diran came forward while hunting hot kiss that tarasa delicacy in his mind.
Diran's tongue thrust into Syiren's mouth as if passing one tooth in one. Syiren can't breathe until she's a little bit into a mess... Syiren retreated and retreated again, she wanted to escape and take a breath to replenish the oxygen in her lungs. But Diran kept up with the pace of Syiren's legs that kept moving away...
Duk! Syiren's legs began to stall on the side of the sofa and he could not back down again "Mmmgh..." Diran is really passionate about Syiren. Diran's breathing turned into tightness and hunting... Syiren is now the man's man... Now Syirenlah...
Bruckk! Syiren fell on that couch...
Diran starts to let go of her kiss and starts to sit on the side of the sofa with Syiren.
"Master... We better move to the room... Because I'm so embarrassed.." ask Syiren.
Diran nodded and quickly lifted his wife's body and then again touched her while stepping into their private room...
Thankfully there were no helpers... Also Jimmy is still in the hospital, so they can do it anywhere...
Continue to part 2