MARRIED THIRTEEN WOMEN
Midnight Chat
The clock on the wall of the room shows at half-twelve p.m. Not felt two rounds already, Jiwo and Aluna do a romance that is washed away and happy. Maybe because of the feeling of fatigue, Aluna immediately fell asleep a while after the second round was finished. While Jiwo is still lying on his side looking at Aluna's face with his palms massaging the circle on the wife's chest. Jiwo's smile, his wife's frown with all feelings.
"Thank you, dear," whispered Jiwo softly. Then he enveloped Aluna's innocent body and she got up. Jiwo grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist, then he went out of the room to go to the bathroom.
As Jiwo's footsteps retraced in front of his room, the man's forehead wrinkled as his eyes saw the living room light still light up one. Jiwo chose to go to the bathroom for a moment to clean his weapons while urinating. After finishing, Jiwo stepped into the living room.
"Why not sleep?" jiwo asked in a slightly thunderous voice and surprised one of his dreamy wives staring at the curtain.
The wife turned her head, her eyes were stunned to see the athletic body of Jiwo who was just wrapped around a towel. The wife suddenly misbehaved her behavior until she asked Jiwo's question nervously. "Not yet sleepy, Mister."
Jiwo nodded for a moment then stepped up and sat on the long chair there. "Thinking of my hometown?"
The wife named Alifa suddenly felt awkward with the state of Jiwo who sat without clothes. "Well, one of them is, Mister. But there's a lot to think about."
Jiwo returned to smile. He saw the face of Alifa clingy until the woman was increasingly wrong behavior made. Seeing the nervousness caused by Alifa, suddenly Jiwo's brain came up with the idea of wanting to prank the woman. Jiwo shifted his body a little then his hand moved to grab Alifa's hand and pulled her.
"Mister what's going on?" alifa asked with a surprised face.
"You sit here, Dek," Jiwo replied as he pointed next to her.
"Sit down here, Mister," alifa refused.
"Aren't you going to be with your husband?" jiwo said in a tone made annoyed. Mua did not want Alifa to obey her. He got up and moved his seat.
When Alifa almost landed her ass, Jiwo again pulled Alifa's hand until the woman staggered. Jiwo grabbed Alifa by the waist and pulled her until she sat on her husband's lap.
"Mister!" peekik Alifa was shocked.
"I'm sure, I'm cold to know, Dek," said Jiwo lying.
"Well, you know how cold it is, why don't you wear clothes?" alifa protest is now resigned to sit between two thighs Jiwo covered with towels.
"It's warmer to hug your own wife than to wear clothes" said Jiwo while tightening his arms. "Sorry, Dek? During my time as a husband, I have never been as romantic as a husband in general."
Alifa's forehead wrinkled as she looked at the face of the man whose chin was attached to the woman's shoulder. "It's okay, Mister is a special man."
"But I'm scared, Dek. You as a woman also want to do romantic things with your partner. But I'm ..."
Before answering, without feeling awkward, Jiwo kissed the back of Alifa's neck until the woman was shocked and suspicious. "I'm just thinking about our marriage. Will you and the others be destined to continue being my wife?"
"Well, let us pray in the future what our relationship will be like, Mister. But I'm so happy to be Mister's wife."
"happy?"
Alifa nodded and agreed. "I feel lucky to be a wife, Mister. Yes, although my duties are not perfect as a wife."
"Tasks?" jiwo asked with a burning curiosity.
Yes, duty as a wife. All this time I've only served Mister outside the room, but I haven't served Mister in the room."
Jiwo was momentarily stunned. Again, the matter of the bed became the topic of discussion of his wife's wife. "What do you want to serve me in the room, Dek?"
"As a legitimate wife you must want to, Mister. But Mister has given a warning so that we do not think too much about husband and wife relationships. Yeah, we're after Mister."
Jiwo then smelled a smile. His hands were getting tighter hugging Alifa's slender waist. "Let everything go as it is, Deck. If we were destined to have a husband and wife relationship, yes there would be a way to go that way."
Alifa nodded a few times. "Alright, I'm up to Mister how nice."
Jiwo smiled widely with a slight sound of laughter being held back.
"Well, Mister didn't follow Aluna? He'll be ready."
"Let's go, Dek. I still want to be like this" Jiwo replied, and Alifa resigned. He also actually likes to be hugged Jiwo like that.
"Daddy, you want to know?"
"Know what, Mister?"
"Aren't I wearing pants?"
"Geez!"
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