My husband Gemulai
Eat you

Ema threw herself on the sofa in the living room with a limp drooping body, she had not done heavy exercise for a long time and lastly she was doing heavy exercise when she was still sitting on the High School bench. Ema's breath was still up and down and sweat was pouring down her body.

"Arggh, my hand feels like it's gonna break." Ema muttered, while twitching her own arm that felt very linu because she had lifted Barbell to strengthen her hand muscles.

"Dad is so cruel." Ema muttered, while continuing to massage her arms alternately.

"The weak." Cibir Bondan, who heard his son-in-law muttering.

Ema who heard Bondan's voice immediately occupied herself. "Eh, Dad. he he hee." Ema smiled wryly as she saw her Father-in-law looking at her in annoyance.

"Tomorrow the exercise again. Strengthen your arm muscles by lifting barbells and the like so that your hands do not tremble anymore!" Bondan.

"Yes Well." Ema replied smiling.

Not long ago Fika came from the kitchen while carrying a tray on which there were some snacks and cold water, then Fika put the tray she brought on the family room table, fika sat next to her husband.

"Racid?" Ask Fika to her Husband.

"Hu, you're so tired." Ema replied spoiled and showed her a sweet smile.

"Curtain, lebay." Cibir Bondan, when he saw the behavior of his daughter-in-law, Bondan then moved from his seat and walked to his room to clean up.

After Bondan was not seen, Ema grabbed his wife's waist and kissed her cheek.

"Pijitin, Yank." Pinta Ema with spoiled.

"What's in the incandescent?" Temptation Fika.

"Everything can also include that tuhh, hi hi hi hi, is it still sick?" Ema asked, advancing her face intending to kiss his wife's lips but her lips were instantly cupped by his wife.

"Don't kiss anything, someone will see." Fika reminded, especially when they are currently at Bondan's father's house. "It doesn't hurt anymore." Answer Fika timidly.

"Hu'um, okay, but the security?" Ask Fika.

"Easy, later we buy a supermarket and buy chicken kampung for Dad." Ema answered, smiling happily because her eagle tonight is not idle.

"alright. But you have to take a shower first." Said Fika, and pulled her husband's hand towards the room.

When she reached the room, Ema immediately closed the door and locked it and then Ema removed the clothes attached to her body leaving a black boxer covering something protruding below.

Fika who saw the body of her husband who was half innocent was even wrong.

"This is where the dirty clothes are?" Ask Ema to her wife.

"In the dirty laundry basket, it's there." Fika replied, pointing at the basket located near the closet.

After putting down his dirty clothes Ema walked up to his wife and grabbed the slender waist until the bodies of the two were not spaced.

"Dear." Fika was nervous as hell, if Ema had looked at her sharply.

"Why, hem?" Said Ema smiling sweetly, then she moved her face and kissed the sweet lips that had become her candlestick. Ema clenched his wife's lips full of passion and demand.

"Eugh, Nue." Dessah Fika, when Ema's hand crept her rubbery circle and her husband's lips now moved around her neck.

"Eat you can?" Ema said in a hoarse voice and looked at my wife, and Fika nodded in embarrassment there because she wanted it too.

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