MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN
The last Crown

"Sir."

"Hum?"

"My scabbard's awake."

"Start the bawdy."

"Hahaha .. Yeah how else, people actually wake up. Hold dong."

Andin snorted but she complied with the husband's request. His hands moved into the glove.

"Sir."

"What else?"

"You're still rapturous? Not trying to enter what?"

Instead of answering, Andin chose to directly change his lying position to his back to the husband. His face was marked as embarrassed. While Jiwo immediately smiled a naughty smile while continuing to look at the wife's back.

"Sir," whined Jiwo.

"What the hell, Mister? Stay asleep, it's late at night," replied Andin trying to hold back his nervousness. Jiwo's words really make Andin wrong behavior.

"It's also eight o'clock less, when told to sleep anyway?" jiwo protested, and his index finger came forward and danced nari on his wife's back.

"Geli, Mister! ih," cried Andin with a body that moves like a worm.

"Eat it, come on, Deck," whined Jiwo.

"What the hell, Mister. Like a little child," Andin sneered without turning his head but his body continued to swerve because of Jiwo's fingers that continue to play on the back and waist area. "Geli, Mister!"

"Yes my little sister is playing again, dear," replied Jiwo origin. "If you don't believe me, try to feel this."

Jiwo shifted his body then attached the waist covered with a glove to the back of his wife's body covered with negligee. Then Jiwo swiped his friction until the wife was stung by shock when she felt the object that had stiffened the property of the husband attached.

"Good, Mister! That's really naughty!" sudang Andin's. He was about to shift away but Jiwo's movements were more nimble. One of Jiwo's legs was lifted and crossed locking his wife's legs. Jiwo's burly hands immediately hugged the wife's waist tightly. Andin grew even more surprised and he could not dodge anymore.

"Daddy, come?" Jiwo continued to whine without stopping his body movements down there.

"Why what?" andin asked a little bit. Though in his heart he was feeling an erratic debate.

Jiwo is not out of sense. Threw one of the hands of the wife and then she moves to get into the sheath.

"Hold it, honey. Don't hesitate."

"Ih."

Because of the insistence of the husband who had previously continued to move his hands and also the growing curiosity in his heart, slowly Andin began to grasp the object that is often spoken of by the wife of Jiwo's other wife.

"Well, it's good" said Jiwo happy. "Geakin' his hand dong, honey. Let's make it better!"

Slowly but surely, Andin began to do as the husband commanded. The longer the finger Andin plays belongs to her husband, the more you thrash your soul with a desire that begins to stir. By itself Andin turned his body into a recumbent.

Jiwo is getting happy. Staring at the sweet face Andin clingy. His hands were still on his wife's waist. But that hand also started to show its action. Slowly the hand pulled the long Andin negligee only knee-length and very loose.

Whether because Andin had resigned or because he was too enjoying the contents of her husband's holster, Andin was still silent when the bottom of the negligee had now risen above the stomach. Andin only realized when Jiwo's burly finger touched the part and pressed the middle of the bermuda triangle used Andin.

"Mister!" pekin Andin with eyes wide open in surprise.

"Let's be fair, honey. Just as stiff," Jiwo replied with his naughty smile. "Have you got wet?"

Andin grew more and more delinquent and then he turned away so as not to be found out that he was embarrassed. Jiwo smiled even more. Jiwo's fingers began to move into his wife's bermuda triangle until the wife returned surprised but did not refuse at all.

"Don't you, honey?" jiwo asked with a teasing smile. Andin was silent, even though in his heart he agreed to the husband's question.

Jiwo knows his wife is starting to feel good, so he continues to launch the action. Slowly but surely Jiwo began to bring his face closer to the face of Andin until they looked at each other.

"Mister what's going on?" andin asked with a voice that started to weigh heavily.

Jiwo again commented on his naughty smile. "Pengin mandangin your pretty face, dear. Can't you?"

Andin grunts. "Even if it is forbidden, it will also be a curse."

Jiwo sontak chuckled. "Hahaha .. hence the submissive, let it not be forced."

And for the umpteenth time Andin snorted again. Their hands were still moving around down there with their eyes still staring at each other.

"Dec, enter yah?" pinta Jiwo soft. Andin was silent with eyes that kept staring at the husband. Jiwo knows, Andin's silence is resigned, so without waiting for the wife's answer, Jiwo began to attack. Until a few minutes later after satisfied making out and giving stimulation, it was time to enter the core game.

"His entrance is slow, afraid of pain."

"Yes, honey."

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