MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN
When the Rain Started to Reverse
Tonight, a lot of rain is pouring in some parts of the country. One of them is a small town inhabited by a man with thirteen wives. In his private room, the man named Jiwo was chatting with one of his wives with a very attached body.
When engrossed in the atmosphere of the two, one of the legs of the wife moves on the thighs of her husband until accidentally her knees attached to something that is in the holster Jiwo. The wife looked surprised.
"Mister only wears a sarong?"
"Hehehe .. yes, surprised huh?"
"Why not use the Bermuda triangle?"
"Please, Dek, if you don't sleep with it."
"Geez!"
"Do you see, Dek?" tawar Jiwo started to out his mischievous thoughts.
"Ih pervert! Don't want to," refused Andin while moving about to move position. But her coiled hand on her husband's stomach was immediately held by Jiwo tightly. Andin immediately whined, "Mister, leila."
"She's curious what's wrong with me?" Ledek Jiwo while slowly moving his hand holding Andin's hand towards the bottom.
"Who said? It was, right, Anum who said," Andin denied while trying to hold back and release the hand Jiwo held. But it seems that Andin's efforts were in vain, because no matter how much energy he exerted, will still lose to his shoulder.
"Sure, you don't want to see, honey?" Jiwo still tried to tempt his wife. Even now his hand was getting closer to the thing that was between the two thighs of the man.
"Mister, uh," whined Andin as he continued to try to break away. His palms were clenched, his chest rumbling tightly. It's not that I don't like to be treated like that, but it's too groggy. But alas, Andin's efforts did not produce any results at all. Now Andin can feel the hardened object behind her husband's holster.
Jiwo continued to look at his wife's face with a very wide smile. Inexplicably seeing the reaction of Andin who was like a scared person, it made Jiwo more excited to tease him. Jiwo had no other intention of doing this, he just wanted to see his wife's reaction when holding an object under her stomach. What's more, he rarely jokes with his wife like that.
"Where's it feel, Dek?" ask Jiwo casually. His hand continues to guide Andin's hand to grasp the object that has been tightened behind the sheath.
"Mister, crazy, uh, perverted," Andin murmured with widened eyes as his skin felt Jiwo's belongings without the hitch of the sarong. Jiwo immediately burst open when he saw the surprised reaction of his wife.
"Leave a hold, honey, while being sneaked, huh?" jiwo said with a smile that grew wider.
Andin refused and tried to escape from her husband's hands. But the friction of the skin of the hand that Jiwo repeatedly did, aroused the woman's curiosity to hold it.
Although her chest was rumbling more and more, but there was a sense of awe in Andin's heart as her eyes saw the stiffening object belonging to her husband that was very stiffening. His blood rippled as the skin of his finger touched the veins and curly fur that grew there.
"Hold, honey, don't be embarrassed, later if you have finished coming the month, it will also be yours," Jayu Jiwo seemed to understand what You feel.
And it seems like the gentle seduction of the husband is able to disarm Andin's defenses. Slowly the woman opened her fists, then with a bit of shaking the hand began to grasp the base until it felt the friction of the skin of her hands with curly hair that was quite thick.
Jiwo smiled triumphantly. His eyes also stared at the stiffening object that was now being held by his wife's tiny hand. "His hand is gerakin dong, dear. Don't shut up like that. Slowly go up and down."
Andin could not argue. His hands began to move according to orders. The shame that had controlled Andin slowly disappeared. Seconds by seconds passed, slashing the shame and replacing it into a sense of awe and pleasure. Jiwo immediately took off his hand and let his wife play an object under his stomach.
"It could be this big, given what kind of potion, Mister?" the question escaped from Andin's mouth.
"Not given what potion, dear. Nice isn't?" reply Jiwo while rubbing Andin's head which is now back on his chest.
"Great, Mister, very nervous," Andim's reply suddenly made Jiwo chuckle.
"There is you, my dear. Yes, play as you like," said Jiwo with closed eyes enjoying the soft touch of your hand.
"Okay, Mister."
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