Nackal Duda
You Are Dutch

"Of... Mm.." -..." Dance sighed and continued to move above me.

"You're smart, yeah..."

Maddened. This is the craziest thing I've ever done.

I made love in one of the cars in the showroom that I had. The craziest thing I've ever done.

Our sweat and passionate face mixed into one. As if we were never satisfied with each other's satisfaction.

The swaying car bears witness to our unification that melts with tempestuous passion. I'm free to do it. My wife's dance. I don't have to worry about what I've been worried about all this time.

To be honest, my freedom has always left me with a lot of fear. I'm afraid of contracting a dangerous venereal disease. I was afraid to die from an embarrassing illness because of my habit of having fun by changing partners.

That's the reason why all this time I've always played safe using a protector. With Dance, I can satisfy my desires without worry.

Dance is still sacred and I took her purity myself. There is no doubt about health issues. I can freely perform unification without the need to wear protective gear. How many times is up to you.

If Dance is pregnant already! How else would you like? I'm not sure about my own fertility. It used to be with Tara I couldn't impregnate her. I always thought I was the cause.

"Of...Dance is not strong anymore! "

I don't want to stop, I know he must be tired. I changed positions and fucked her in the back seat, now it's my turn to work hard to satisfy her.

I continued to do unification until I reached the limit and.

I'm in no hurry to take my own. I drooped limp on the body of a dance that was so stunning.

"You're cool!" lipped lips. "Today I am very satisfied!"

Smiling dance. "Don't look for satisfaction anywhere else!"

"If you keep satisfying me like this, I don't need anything else!" I said teasing him, but he took my words seriously.

"What if Tari can't satisfy Om again like this? Would you seek satisfaction elsewhere?"

I got up and sat down next to him. Pity his body if it continues to be overwhelmed by my heavy body with this muscle.

"I don't say that" I answered while wearing my now-wrinkled clothes.

"So Om said that if I satisfy Om, then Om doesn't need anything else. Then if I don't satisfy Om, then Om will look for another?"

It's smart for this innocent man to talk. "Don't you think in my brain there's just that! I'm not who you think I am. Many things can be done and do not have to end up having fun like that. What makes me satisfied is not just your wobble, your cooking and the way you spoil me are also included in what satisfies me!"

Now Dance smiled broadly. He sat up straight and hugged my body tightly. "alright. Then Dance will always make Om satisfied! You can't find satisfaction anywhere else. Promise yes!"

"From now on you talk so anyway? Is something bothering you? Cici trouble? Don't think about it!" I put on Tari's bra to cover her assets that always teased me for touching.

"No. Mbak Cici is not so annoying to Tari. Dari knew that from the beginning Mbak Cici was never in the heart of Om Agas." He left when I put him on clothes too.

"Then?"

"Have forgotten it! Do you realize we haven't had dinner yet? Dancing from this morning has made love to Om several times to be flipped through everything and Om has not bought the Dance dinner?" I know this is how to avoid speaking frankly.

I smile. "I'm sorry if I'm hungry to eat you, so forget the others! Let's eat what you want! You go to the toilet first, let me fix this!"

"okay!" The dance to the toilet I showed and came out with a neat condition not as messy as before in the car.

"Wait a minute. I'm going to the toilet first!" now replace me who tidied up my makeup. Dancing lipstick marks that stick to my cheeks and neck.

The innocent child when it was in bed turned out to be wild as well. I want to ask for different styles. For sure now I don't need to look for a puff out there. I already have Dance.

I came out with a fresher face after washing my face. Turn on the CCTV again and take Dance out of the showroom. Don't forget I brought papers for my alibi on security.

"Titip yes, sir!" I said while giving two hundred thousand rupiah for the security. "Make your son a hawker!"

"Thank you, Mr. Agas! Be careful on the road!"

I drove back to my car and stopped at a chicken pecel restaurant. Dance asking to eat on the side of the road. He really likes chicken pecels.

"Dance likes chicken pecel the most, Om. Nasi goreng brother-abang also Tari likes. It feels different to make it yourself. More savory and fragrant." he said while enjoying a serving of chicken pecel greedily. "It's good sambal."

"Yes. Eat a lot. You can order again if less! Speaking of fried rice, your fried rice is delicious! I like!" watching Dance eat voraciously makes me hungry too. The boy was apparently flabby because I told him to continue serving me.

I thought he would ask for an expensive meal because he had served me all day, apparently only asked for a serving of chicken pecel which cost only twenty-five thousand including sweet iced tea. He was sincere as a person.

Dari spent a serving of chicken pecel and looked full. I smiled at his expression.

"Aren't you adding?" ledek.

"Silence Om! What is Portuguese Dance?!"

"Fortugal?" many confused.

"A Portion of the Diggers! Ah time Om don't know? No gaul ah!"

Loh why now so I'm said not slang the same child who was originally very clumsy? Wow this child has dared to apparently ya mocked me?!

"If it's not Portugal, it means you're Dutch."

"Dutch? What'sthat?"

"Not knowing, right? Then you're not gaul!" my reply.

"What the hell, Om? You know what Dutch dong is?"

"Do you really want to know?"

"Yes! Let's just tell you!"

I whispered something in his ear. "BELAhaN Her chest is teasing!"

"That ngaco is mah! Ngaco!"

"Ha.ha.ha.." I'm not strong anymore and laugh at his funny facial expression.

Without realizing it, ever since I married her I have been laughing a lot. Was I happy when I married her? Is this what I need? Someone who makes me happy?

We arrived home almost 2 a.m. We don't care about time, we want to go home at any hour no one forbids.

"Why? Think what? Not sleeping!" I asked when he was agitated and had been back and forth in bed.

"Let's think about the car we used to make love, Om!"

"Why are you thinking about cars?" manya curious. I'm not so sleepy. This will be interesting later. I want to know what he's thinking, why can't everyone sleep.

"Dari pity the same one who bought. That's our old back seat. Didn't buy a new car? Poor right? The intention is to buy a new car, even if the former people have fun again in the back seat!" his weakness.

Oh, I said, what I said! It's gonna be funny. I just held back the laughter of hearing it. Why think that far try?

"I've cleaned up the car, take it easy!" I said while holding back laughter.

"Pity it, Om. The owner bought a used car! Thanks for the discount Om!"

I can no longer hold back my laughter. "Ha.ha... Why should I give you a discount? If we had fun in all the cars, then I have to discount all the cars dong? I open a showroom or a chat at the market, right?"

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