MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN

MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN
Always Looking for Opportunity


The conversation about smelly armpits is over. Now the wives of Jiwo have returned to memorize the price of merchandise. While Jiwo is still loyal to play the game while lying on the guest chair. His eyes occasionally glanced at his wife's wife who was excited because soon they would have a new activity.


Jiwo smiled faintly. He never expected his thirteen wives to be that excited. Though to memorize the price does not really need to do such a thing. Jiwo has also taught her tricks. But the wives said, she said it was okay, it was for activities rather than dumbstruck at home no work.


Jiwo also did not expect, many changes in attitude to his thirteen wives. Jiwo thought they were calm and shy women. But as time went on, some of them even had bar bars, even cuey. Take Anisa and Andin. Jiwo did not think they could be sadistic if anyone bullied him.


Even more astounding to Jiwo, they were also not ashamed to express their mischievous thoughts. Just like before when they ate together, they could talk about her husband's body odor without feeling nauseous. They even bet and make Jiwo a guinea pig. Jiwo did not expect, that his thirteen wives would be as compact as that.


Outside the rain is still speckled, and inside the house the atmosphere is still quite crowded. Until the passage of time continues to advance, now the crowd gradually receded. One by one Jiwo's wives entered the room as soon as the wall clock showed at eight p.m. Now in the living room only leaves two different people of the type, Arum and her husband.


Jiwo is still faithful lying in the living room while Anum is still faithfully sitting on the carpet close to the sack of sacks containing merchandise. The woman half-layed leaned back into one of the sacks. Jiwo suddenly got up and approached his wife.


"If you want to sleep, sleep in the room directly, Dek," said Jiwo when stepping closer to his wife.


"Not sleepy, Mister," Arum replied while allowing his body position to be more comfortable.


Jiwo then sat beside Arum and leaned on one of the sacks as well. "Yes, instead of lying here, mending in your room, right?"


"Where to go to the room, Mister's men are still outside. There was even confusion in the room alone to say what," grumbled Arum to cause Jiwo to chuckle with anxiety to hear his wife grumbling.


"You want to hold my holster again, don't you, Dek?" jiwo asked as his laughing voice began to subside and all that was left was his mischievous smile.


Arum's eyes are squeaking. "Start his perverted mind."


"It's okay, right? Same as my own wife? This afternoon was hard, right? So no need to be embarrassed," Jiwo replied a little forcefully.


"Well if anyone sees how? Where's the talking so loud again? Can't say what?" sulk Arum.


Arum then got up for a moment to turn off one of the living room lights, after which she again sat next to her husband.


"Hold dong, Deck! Let him not cold," pinta Jiwo again until the wife was amazed to hear the whimper of her husband.


"It still stinks, right? Smell sweat?" arum tried to subtly refuse.


"Udah was washed, did you see me in the bathroom," kekeh Jiwo did not want to give up.


"God! It's just that the door is washed, but the body does not want to be bathed? Slutty."


"Hahaha .. Come on dong, honey, hold on. Yeah?"


Arum grunts. Inevitably she had to grant her husband a whimper. If it is not granted, it is certain that the whining will not stop. What else tonight Arum rations accompany Jiwo to sleep. You can be sure Jiwo will whine continuously if not followed.


Arum started to move his right hand. At first Arum wanted to hold from the outside of the glove but Jiwo instead took off the glove coil and opened it so that Arum's hand could go inside. With no other choice, Anum's hand went into the glove and grabbed the object that was about to stiffen her husband's.


"Well, if gini is good to talk," said Jiwo while again making a coil in his sheath. "His hand is gerakin dong, Dek. Time of silence."


"Geez!" peekkik Arum but she did as her husband ordered.


Jiwo can only be grinning and for a while, they just fell silent to enjoy what they are doing right now with the sound of the rain.


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