MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN
Gara Gara Janda
"What are you outside of inside, honey?"
"Why should I ask? Where do you usually go?"
"Inside."
"Yes inside, ask everything!".
"God! It's scary!"
Jiwo can only stroke the chest to be more patient. Though at this time she was having sex with husband and wife, but every time Jiwo asked, Aziza would definitely answer him tightly. Though if seen and felt, Aziza is the most excited.
Of the various styles of lovemaking, Aziza always showed her ferocity. She was like a hungry lion. Understandably a week was untouched so he was more savage than usual.
Plaque! Plok! Plaque! Plok!
The distinctive sound of the voice of the person who is in touch, echoing and filling the space. Groans of pleasure also give color in the game during the day that the air feels very hot. The couple was doing a horse riding style,
"Darling, I'm going out, you're on your back?" pinta the husband while plucking a very wet stiff object covered with seeds of love owned by the wife.
Aziza immediately quickly stretched her body and opened her legs wide. Without wasting time, Jiwo re-inserted his apprenticeship to drown everything in the flesh which is very delicious.
"High swallowed? Sodok a toned dong, Mister? What am I pregnant with?" aziza protest.
"Yes, honey, yes," Jiwo replied with great patience. He immediately complied with his wife's request, speeding up his movements.
Plaque! Plok! Plaque! Plok!
Until finally Jiwo felt there was something he had to release. Sure enough, before long Jiwo's body stiffened and trembled along with the seeds of love that came out in his wife's nest. Jiwo was silent, only down there twitching the liquid to the last drop.
As soon as the drops felt complete, Jiwo pulled out a stiffening object and sat in the same chair with a stinged breath. While Aziza was still the same position, lying on the chair with roaring breath as well.
We rest in bed, yuk, Dek," Jiwo asked as soon as his breathing roar back to normal. Without answering, Aziza immediately got up and received her husband's hand. Jiwo Tesrs smiled sweetly, then they moved to the main room leaving clothes scattered.
"Sorry," whispered Jiwo after they laid their bodies on the bed. Jiwo wrapped his hands in his wife's stomach with a palm holding one of the twin hills.
"Sorry for what?" tanya Aziza still feels tart.
"I'm sorry, for everything. Sorry for my attitude that disappointed you all," Jiwo replied regretfully.
"Who? Why am I sorry? Yes to everything also dong."
"Where are you going?" aziza asked as she turned her head and looked at Jiwo who seemed to be leaving.
"You apologize to the others, too" Jiwo replied flatly.
"Not necessary now, either. Besides they're in bed, we've also just played a round and Mister is playing away? That's right," Aziza said, then she turned her face away.
Jiwo's smile grew. Not angry digalakin wife, but instead happy. What else the wife asked for a ration of two rounds, the happier Jiwo made. He returned to his body and hugged his wife tightly and kissed her cheeks and shoulders with all his feelings.
"You and the others mean a lot to me. I told you, right? What if you guys are special? That's true. You will forever occupy my heart" Jiwo said softly and gently.
"Occording to the ex how? Wasn't Mister just the two of you?" aziza said still with a tinge.
"Who is alone? The man who arrived approached me. I was shocked to find out he was behind me."
"He's approaching Mister? Why?"
"At first, he said he wanted to apologize, but the more here his words made it uncomfortable. Where'd he ask for my phone number again."
"Mister love?"
"Well, what to do. I also said that I was very happy with my wife. Not out of spite or heat, but what I say is honest. If my wife was a wingless angel. He just doesn't accept it, keeps on tipping off the past, if I'm so bucin with him. Yes I'm upset dong. Eh, my frustration even makes my wife disappointed and misunderstood," said Jiwo clearly.
"So he intends to snatch Mister from us? Against a widow, she thinks Mister still wants to be with her?"
"Well that's it, I'm surprised to hear it too. He seems to have no self-esteem" said Jiwo who was not aware of his wife's anger doubled.
"Now we're playing round two, hurry up!" exciting Aziza.
"Now? Why hurry up?" jiwo asked confused. "Have I not been tensed yet?"
"Over time, here I strained with my mouth, quick!"
Despite the confusion, Jiwo still obeyed his wife's orders. He threw his stuff that was still limp. "Why do I have to be fast?"
"I'm gonna hit that widow!"
"Whoops!"
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