MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN
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Plok! Plok! Plok!
A voice like someone was clapping echoed throughout the room space in a house. When the other residents of the house were asleep and lulled in a dream, but in the room, it was precisely the sound of delicious moans coming out of two mouths that were overlapping. The bodies are both full of sweat, sometimes they mengacau and vaporize all the delights that are possessed by two bodies without clothing.
The clock on the wall had shown twelve o'clock and fifteen minutes, but the game of two men who were married appeared to have no sign of ending. The two actually seem more excited when the two objects under their stomachs are fused.
This is the second round they did after the first round of great success with the torn of the crown of the wife. Although sometimes the wife whimpers in pain, but the wife does not want her husband to stop throwing the large object into his pink hole.
Until a few tens of minutes later the body both stiffened and twitched. They screamed loudly with the outflow of thick water the sign of love that melted into one in there. Their smiles grew, their breath racing. After the delicious drops are complete, the husband drops his body on the right side of the wife facing the sky room. And so does what the wife does.
"It turns out like this was the first night" murmured the wife named Alina among the roar of her breathing that began to irregular.
"Why? I'm not curious anymore, are you, sweetie?" jiwo asked at a glance to look at the wife and then looked back at the sky.
"Not yet, still curious," argued Alina.
"God! Two rounds already? Time is still curious too?" jiwo asked with a surprised face.
"Yes, I haven't felt any other style, Mister. The style I'm sitting on Mister's lap, playing while standing, the riding style. There's still so much to make me curious."
"Hahaha .. You must have seen adult movies a lot huh, Dek? How do you know all the styles that are practiced?"
"Heeheh .. anyways, Mister. I've seen friends."
Jiwo smiled widely while shaking his head for a while. "Yes, tomorrow we try the style you want?"
"Well, long dong? Waiting for thirteen more nights?"
"No, it won't be long. Later if everyone has felt the first night, I change the schedule."
"How many people have not felt Mister's touch?"
"Live one. Later if it's all, I will generalize. Have patience, my dear?"
Alina assented and her head nodded three times, then she approached and hugged her husband's body. "I've been waiting for you."
"Alright, this connection has been very night. Let's go to sleep, yuk?" Again Alina was only able to obey her husband. The two were silent in bodies that hugged each other. One blanket peppered their innocent bodies. Until drowsiness arrived, both of them fell asleep in happiness.
The days change again and the same rush repeats itself. She sells with her three daughters-in-law. Jiwo went around with one wife and two other wives selling on the field at eight. The rest are at home.
News of Jiwo and his wife's post has spread widely. Even when Jiwo stopped in several corners of the village, many asked about the news. Jiwo was so surprised, when he was shown another post. It is written that Jiwo deliberately married a refugee woman in order to use his energy.
Maybe Jiwo can argue the buyer's question because he met directly with the person concerned. But Jiwo also can not stem the public comments are buoyant and contain a lot of nyinyiran because it does not know the actual facts.
"You're not replying to them, are you?" ask one of the young mothers who also read the news.
"Free, Ma'am. They also will not believe. So just say yes," replied Jiwo casually.
"Yes, Mas. The important thing is not to do something like what they say" said another mother.
If you already know the story, it is like no one cares about the news. Even in the market, Jiwo's other mothers and wives were still calm and enjoying their sales. Although there are also market people who whisper to each other, but it does not affect what is the activities of Mother and wife Jiwo in the market.
Unlike someone who is in a building located in the city center. The leader of the people in the building looks angry with the news about Jiwo and his wife.
"This can't be allowed! I don't want my citizens enslaved by these citizens! We need to get the truth out of this news, okay?"
"Good, sir."
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