Nackal Duda
Home Experiments

Tare

My household life began to experience turmoil since Agas was too busy with his work. Agas tried hard so that the capital from the sale of my car can be returned.

Hard work Agas fruitful, he managed to return the money for the sale of my car. This is what I don't like. I don't think of him as his wife. What's wrong if I want to invest in his business? Is this for the good of both of us?

In fact, Agas did not want to take my money. The reason is because it is his responsibility. He doesn't want to use my hard-working money.

The reason Agas can I accept, but the busy Agas who began to be engrossed in his work to forget me that I could not accept. Agas did not accompany me to my big family's show on the grounds that I had to go to the showroom.

Didn't know that there I became a gossip because I wasn't pregnant. My discordant words and innuendos I heard and it hurt my heart so much.

"You're not pregnant yet, Tara?" ask one of my tanti.

I shook my head. "Not Aunt."

"Have you tried to get sorted yet? Try massage! Who knows if you're going down so hard to have kids!" very spicy words.

"Yes. Tara will massage."

Not just my aunt. My cousin's brother also said something that really hurt my heart.

"Tara, have you seen the doctor yet? Check dong! If anyone is barren, they can be found out!" spicy is not the word? Bon Ceba Level 20!

"Yes. I'll check it out."

"So really not checked? Wh why? Don't have any money?"

I'm speechless. That's one of my reasons. I have money from car sales, but if I use it later what do you think Agas?

"Eh forgot, you're the same size as me. In the house a lot of clothes I've not kepake. That's better than you wear that shirt. I'll bring you!"

Complete already. Spicy and painful words I get in a day. If there was Agas here, I wouldn't have heard any of this.

The disappointment and anger that I kept tight grew when Agas could not satisfy my spiritual needs. The reason is because Agas was too tired to work until not strong for long when we had sex husband and wife.

Not just once. It's been a few times and I have had to endure my own disappointment.

Until I couldn't stand it and started to satisfy myself. That's when all this madness started to happen.

I who rarely locked the door was satisfying myself in the room. I didn't realize that Damar had just come and was about to drop his bike.

Damar called me but I didn't hear him. The sound of classical music makes my passion soar, but satisfying myself taste potato. Just less.

Then I wasn't surprised when Damar walked into my room and saw me sighing alone. He knows what I'm doing.

I stopped what I was doing. My face is red withstanding shame.

"You want a nitip motor, huh? Titip a-" I haven't finished saying that Damar has silenced me with his kiss.

I tried to resist. I don't want to cheat. I held Damar's body but over time I was powerless.

Damar kissed me greedily, as if I were a delicious dish he did not want to miss at all. I also began to carry my long-dead passion. I returned Damar's kiss and our madness began.

Damar started touching me at points that I'd never touched in a long time. The points that I have been touching myself for the sake of inner satisfaction that I have always considered lacking.

L like it....

I love how Damar touches me...

I want more and more...

So I also let her when Damar's hand unbuttoned my negligee shirt. I paused it when her hand went inside my bra.

Two pieces of my madness He held and flowed electricity that makes me willing to do anything so that Damar continues to do it.

I like the touch....

I want more...

So when Damar began to taste my crazy fruit, I sighed with pleasure. Things I've wanted for a long time.

I consciously allowed Damar to unite his own with mine. I'm enjoying a relationship that I haven't enjoyed in a long time.

I sighed, clawing Damar's back even tore his hair. I want Damar to keep me flying.

I knew Damar was going to finish and I was too, but it turned out that Damar took out his own and did not want to fertilize me. It'sit's okay. This is what I want. I'm already satisfied.

One minute, two minutes, five minutes and I started to realize that what I was doing was wrong. I betrayed Agas.

"What we did wrong! We have betrayed Agas." I said after cleaning and wearing my clothes.

"This is not a mistake! You like it!" Damar won't admit to the mistakes we made.

"It's wrong, Damar! Is wrong! I'm Agas' wife! Already, go to work! Don't ever tell Agas what we've done!"

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I started to stay away from Damar. I want to forget my mistakes. Someday I will be frank with Agas what my sins are. Later, when I have courage.

I came back with my role as a good wife. Prepare the needs of Agas, take care of the house and hope to have offspring with Agas.

Then the next month I came back to the family party alone. Agas can not accompany on the grounds of work.

I accepted the humiliation again and held her alone. No Agas to accompany. There's none.

I went home and cried alone. Who accompanied me? Gnats! Big no's!

Once again Damar accompanied me. He deliberately left for work early, the goal was to be able to chat with me but we ended up satisfying each other's spiritual needs.

I can be carried by Damar to soar up to the seventh sky. I could try different styles and my spiritual needs were met well. Makes me back to normal in the midst of an increasingly crazy thought.

I'm not depressed anymore. I can enjoy my life. Agas doesn't know and Damar can satisfy me. It doesn't matter if Agas is weak in bed, there is Damar who replaces his duty to satisfy me.

I pretended like our house was okay. I still play my part as a good wife. But when Agas left for work I was ready to welcome Damar who offered happiness and satisfaction that Agas did not give.

I put a smile in front of Agas and I sighed behind him with Damar. I don't care what my brother thinks that I'm not pregnant. I just want to be happy. I just want to enjoy life.

My feelings with Damar are deepening. Damar likes to indulge with me, very different from Agas who is independent.

I like the attention Damar gives me. The way it needed me so much made me feel my love for Agas gradually faded and disappeared.

"Classical music makes our romance hotter" I said as Damar chose to skip work at my request. This is what I like about him. Following what my heart desires.

We started the romance by warming up and flirting with each other. Dance to classical music while occasionally kissing. It is a beautiful world that belongs to both of us.

Until we finally start the core game. Uniting two souls thirsting for caress and love.

We were so swept away by the game that we didn't realize that Agas was coming home and seeing with his own eyes what we had done.

There were fights and fights. I defended Damar of course. All this happened because of Agas. If only Agas wanted to be a husband like Damar. Agas is as good as Damar. If Agas were as strong as Damar in bed, none of this would happen.

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