MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN
Wife Jiwo Separate
No one escapes the seduction of a Jiwo. Whether because of the hidden charm that Jiwo has or because the heart of a woman who has been filled with the name of the man, tonight Jiwo again managed to enjoy the crown of a woman. After the drama persuaded and seduced a long time, finally the wife subdued and resigned by the turmoil of desire that Jiwo intensified.
Aisyah drowned with a body full of sweat after being mercilessly pounded by Jiwo for up to two rounds. He did not expect tonight for the first time to feel something that is often called by the name of the heaven of the world. Naturally, if it is said that because of body weight voluntarily and mutually like, the pleasure is truly unmatched even though there is a little pain in the process.
"If you're sleepy, go to sleep, baby. Later I will follow," said Jiwo who chose to sit while smoking a cigarette. While the wife collapsed with her head above her husband's thigh. Aisyah also plays an object that has been drooped limp under the stomach of the husband.
"I guess, what would Mister do to deal with that person?" instead of following her husband's advice, Aisyah instead asked questions about people who want to deceive Jiwo with the temple from the embassy.
Jiwo took a sip of a cigarette tucked in the finger of his right hand, then exhaled his smoke upward. "Surely I will investigate first. Even if it's true that they're a syndicate, I really have to teach them a lesson so they can catch up with you."
"Is it possible they will be deterred? Have they failed often? But in fact, they were still trying," Aisyah grumbled without looking at her husband. His eyes were too focused on the thing that was being played by his hands.
"Well, this time the bosses were arrested, didn't he say there was a man called boss? If true, yes immediately in action," Jiwo replied while paying attention to the behavior of his wife who was engrossed in playing objects under his stomach. Jiwo himself was astonished by his wives. Before sex, they are like shy and expensive selling. But after getting in touch, they shamelessly held onto objects belonging to their co-stars. Are all women like that?
"That means tomorrow does not accompany us to sell dong?"
Yes most accompany me for a moment, then I will investigate. I'll find that car."
"Mending his way in the market first, Mister. They may come to the market."
Jiwo then agreed. What the wife proposes has a point. It could be that the criminal has actually been to the market often to watch over his wife.
After chatting various kinds of discussion finally drowsiness approached them. At first Aisyah was asleep, then Jiwo followed shortly afterwards.
And the day changed again. There are no different activities in Jiwo's house. Every morning the wives do their job well. Jiwo also served his wife perfectly. Small talk became the color every morning in the house, and this morning they are more focused on talking about the events that they passed yesterday.
"What among you, who saw the face of the leader of the people who kidnapped you, was only Aluna and Arum?" asked Jiwo interrupted between drawing his breakfast.
"I still remember very well. You remind me who took their cover," said Anisa.
"Ah yes, you got into a fight huh, Nis," Alena said.
"Win or lose?" ask Jiwo.
"Yes, he must have lost, Mister. People back then were very weak. Not to mention thinking about the other fate, yes I I finally resigned," said Anisa.
"Keep, who's the idea of escape?"
"Andin, he was urinating," replied Arin.
"Hahaha .. yes, that most thrilling moment" replied Andin.
Finally the chatter turned towards their struggle while intending to escape. All were very enthusiastic about the incident where they really struggled to escape. Jiwo now understood, why his wife was so compact. It was all because of a sense of kinship and brotherhood since they were kidnapped. Jiwo is very salute and very proud to have them at this time.
Until the time comes, Jiwo chose Anisa to accompany him to conduct an investigation. The first place Jiwo investigated was the market. He and Anisa are constantly combing the parking area and hoping to find a car that has the characteristics in the photo.
"Is it possible they're not going to the market, Mister? It was this afternoon but we didn't find their car" Anisa said as she and her husband rested in front of an empty shophouse.
"Looks like that, we'll just wait a little while longer, they'll just wait for noon to market."
"All right."
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