MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN
There Just Is
The rain outside seems to have subsided. At this time only the sound of rustling residual raindrops above the precarious. The clock on the wall has shown ten o'clock less.In a kama, two human children who have become husband and wife appear to stick each other's bodies.
Their sweat is pouring out. Their clothes were on the floor. Their bodies were plain without a single thread covering their bodies. Both of them really did not feel the cold at all. In fact, a blanket commonly used for body heating, also crashed on the floor.
The man lay on his back with his eyes closed and his palms on his back. While the wife, stick her nostrils in the wet armpit hair of the man and the other hand grasps the object that droops and feels sticky under the belly of her husband. An object that has stirred up the woman's feelings in passionate enjoyment.
"What was it like? When you're my lick, sweetie?" jiwo asked as he glanced at the direction of the wife who was sniffing and inhaling the aroma of Jiwo's armpits.
"Enak" Anum replied briefly without looking at the husband. Tapj answers are quite capable of developing a smile Jiwo.
Jiwo did not expect the behavior of his wife this one. Before they did a hot game, Anum planned to only smell Jiwo's body. As Jiwo asked Anum to inhale the scent of lush curly fur under his stomach. But unexpectedly, Anum not only inhaled the scent of feathers, he also licked Jiwo's stiffened object without disgust. Even Anum enjoyed the stiffening thing like eating a really good candy.
"What's my armpit smell like, Dek? How greedy do you kiss her so much?"
Anum looked up and smiled broadly at her husband. "True Arum and Anisa, Mister's body odor is soothing and comfortable. Someone else will like it, I will like it. Though. used to menyebayangin armpits just disgusted."
Jiwo followed with a smile. "That means my body odor is special dong, Dek?"
"Very special," Anum replied enthusiastically, then he sat down cross-legged facing Jiwo. Her hands still faithfully played the stiffening object belonging to her husband. "Mister, I think Mister will get a dangerous disease, right?"
"Dangerous disease? Meaning, Deck?" jiwo asked with a frown. He was still lying down while enjoying his wife's treatment under the stomach.
"Mister doesn't have many wives, which means Mister goes into a lot of holes, right? Does it not cause disease? Diseases that are often suffered by people who like to change partners so."
"Hahaha .. don't know, dear. But hopefully not, I'm just playing with my wife's wife and it's legal."
"Wish Mister was healthy? Don't get sick, you're horrified!"
Jiwo chuckled again. This time one of Jiwo's hands moved to reach the twin objects hanging on his wife's chest. "Where, Deck? It feels like a man touched?"
Jiwo then smelled a smile. "Now the hole still hurts?"
"A little sore, Mister. It's natural that if you're still sick, you have a really big mister. Kayak is crowded so fit into everything. But just like dimentokin, I'm kind of floating around, Mister. Very nice," Jiwo increasingly widened his smile to hear the honesty of his wife. So anxious, Jiwo massaged the twin objects belonging to his wife rather tight.
"You want to get in again, Dek?"
"Emang Mister is still capable?"
"Haha ... Want to try?"
Anum nodded with great enthusiasm. Jiwo immediately got up and pounced on his wife's body to do the second round.
Meanwhile in a rented room, four men and one woman were sitting in a circle in one of the rooms without a chair. There were only two floor mattresses as the seat of the five people. Their faces look serious. What's more when one of the men the boss used to call was talking, the other seemed to be silent and listened carefully to what came out of the Boss' mouth.
"So you must be able to look convincing so that you are trusted by the villagers," said Hendrik was told his long-sounding speech.
"Ready, boss, that's our thing, isn't it?" replied one of the men who was Suryo's man while glancing at the woman who came with him.
"Yes, if you understand everything, I want to sleep first, " said Hendrik ended the meeting that night. He got up but while pulling the hand of the woman sitting next to him. "You're keeping me asleep."
"Who? How is that, Boss?" wito protest.
"There is no need to protest, you sleep only three," said Hendrik while holding a woman who was standing and ready to follow his wishes. "Curl, sweetie."
"Happy," answered the woman with flirtatiousness.
...@@@@@...