My Canduku maid
Part76
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It is not enough for Allan to do the husband and wife routine when they have become a halal couple. Now the bathroom appears to be a hot room when the sound of Des*han and eran*gan both echo in the bathroom room.
After waking up in the morning, Indira who was in the balthub soaked to refresh her body that felt sore and sore in her sensitive area, the opportunity was used for Allan pounding his wife's body that made her unable to resist. Allan accidentally caught up with his wife and happened to have the door unlocked as a result of them doing romance in the bathroom.
"Ah..Brother." Indira's body trembled when the wave of pleasure again approached him, even he had three releases, but the husband had not yet gotten release.
"Emh. You're so good, baby." Allan pumped faster his hips when something urged him to explode. Indira's body shaken her hands tightly to the iron on the edge of the wall, as they made love using the style*****. The sound of era*ngan and village*han Indira was already unbearable when Allan moved increasingly fast and brutal, until both of them attacked along with Allan hugged his wife's body from behind.
"Thank you dear." Allan kissed his wife's back with a breath that was still hunting. Indira's body was suffocated, her legs were shaking, if her body was not held back by Allan then it was certain that she had collapsed to the floor.
"We take a shower and have breakfast." Allan carried his wife's body to the balthub again, briefly soaked in warm water, and rinsed under the shower.
Indira only resigned when her husband helped her bathe, her power was drained for almost an hour she was hit by Allan missiles.
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Bimo drove his car a little fast because this morning he had an important meeting with his business colleagues, because the weather was not friendly and this morning drizzle was flushing the city.
In the fork someone uses his metallic motorbike which is also in a hurry to go to work on the first day, but bad luck approached him.
Tiiiiiiinnnnn brak.
Because he wanted to cross not see the left right, the motorbike he was driving hit a black Lamborghini car that was passing.
"Auwwss.. ahh very scale anyway." the person merried*ntih when he felt his elbows and knees hurt, despite wearing a rain coat but he could feel pain.
"Dam.It" the driver of the car swore annoyed, he who had been in a hurry had to get into trouble with his car that was hit.
"You want to cross the street dong..!!" Bimo looked at someone who was trying to set up his motorbike that collapsed, without wanting to help him because it was upset hit. The person's motorbike was quite badly damaged because it hit the car, and the car was, the body of the dashboard and the dashboard of the motor matik was broken, the rearview mirror was out of place.
"You, don't see me anymore distress.not help even angry." Said the man who turned out to be a woman.
Bimo stared flatly at the man, his hands tightly gripping the umbrella he was using. "You have to compensate, look because you're my car so chafed." Bimo pointed at the body of the luxury car scuffed and a little beret.
"You know, I'm compensating you, who wants to compensate my bike." the woman spoke in a sharp tone and stared hard at Bimo. The drizzle of the morning instead of cooling them both but instead makes them hot.
"I don't want to know, where's your ID?" Bimo asked for the woman's ID card with a cold look.
"Cih. I just want Loe to get compensated." Bimo also immediately got into the car, not caring about the swearing of women who are still trying to make the motor stand.
"How fierce are you."
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Indira still felt at home wrapped in a blanket, after breakfast she immediately laid her body on a soft mattress, in order to make her energy recover.
Allan who was sitting on the sofa that leads to the window with a drizzle, he was staring at the laptop, checking the file sent Jimmy, accompanied by hot coffee. He deliberately let his wife rest because he was the Indira became exhausted. Allan did not understand why he was very quickly tempted to see the dandy body of his wife.
The clock has shown almost 12 pm, but there are no signs of movement on the bed.they are still staying at the hotel, the plan is later in the afternoon they will return to Allan's house.
Allan closed his laptop, stood up and walked over to his wife who was still asleep in bed.
"Darling.wake up." Allan walked down his wife's face with his lips hoping to wake Indira up.
Anxious because there was no movement Allan kissed and bit the small ears of Indira so that his warm breath blows with a sensitive area of the upper part of his wife.
Allan's hand also stroked his wife's innocent shoulder, because Indira used a sleeper shirt made of satin with a small rope hooked on both shoulders. Allan's fingers circled his favorite area on the chest, until the master was disturbed because it was amused and delicious.
"Remember.." Without opening Indira's eyes muttered.
"Wake up already noon." Allan's lips along the smooth shoulders of his wife who is now still a lot of purplish marks that have not faded.
"Still tired." Indira hugged her husband's arm in front of her chest.
Allan only chuckled at the behavior of his wife, he relented and went to lie behind Indira with his hands held tightly by Indira.
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