Not Casanova
BC. CHAPTER 32 [What Model Candy?]
"When do you want?" furrowing Helen's brows asked, while Cakra was seen letting out a long sigh.
"No! You are not ready to have a baby! So I'm just you making it as a gratifier?!" angered by Helen's strangulation, the woman refused to look at her husband.
Cakra held both of Helen's shoulders, "Not so dear, look at me! Do you see in my eyes there is an intention for me to just play you?!" Serious Cakra stared at the beautiful netra of Helen.
"No, right? I'm serious Baby, trust me, only you, and also your first new, capable of ranking the highest here!" cakra grabbed Helen's arm, then he placed Helen's palm on her chest.
The round Netra with pliable eyelashes was seen winking a few times then looking at the handsome face of her husband, then the next second she looked at the hand that held the muscular burly chest.
"Why are you saying I'm just using you as my lustful gratifier? Didn't you enjoy it last night too? Even your screams are louder than mine." said Cakra in a half-whispering voice, he did not want the intimate conversation to be heard by others.
Reddening Helen's cheeks like a boiled crab, "Look once she said so, well that felt gout here my waist, but yes, I can plan another plan, at a later time." inner Helen with looking at her husband who was indeed emitting sincerity from inside her narrow eyes.
"Have you eaten, it's almost noon, didn't you have a meeting this morning?" ask Helen.
Cakra smiled by slowly shuffling the head of the woman who was his wife.
Then with his tenderness he kissed Helen's forehead before he ate a dish made by his wife's own hands.
"Look even you know my schedule better than my secretary Sarah." praised Cakra by sitting next to Helen.
"That's got to be dong, what if you love Sarah more because she understands you better?!" starting to discuss other conversations, but Helen's tone sounded slim.
Cakra looked back at his beautiful wife, "It's still morning baby, don't start with a conversation that will ruin your mood, ok?!" cakra reminds me.
"Stay it's true, even he's been with you all day..."
"Just together, baby. Not sleeping together! If I'm with you tonight!" sela Cakra's.
"Witing tresno jalaran soko kulino *Originally love started from ordinary together* so said the Javanese." said Helen again.
"That's what the Javanese say, but I say, my love is only for you dear, and don't ask the reason, because dew has no reason to love leaves..."
"But you're not a dew that can't say." sidelines Helen who starts again with a dime debate that will ignite a quarrel.
"Ok Baby, my reason, yes because I love!It's already! Eat up! Or do I want to eat you this morning?" Helen's mouth was opened to her husband's question.
Given the ferocity of Cakra last night, which makes his waist gout he still feels pain, how would it be if this morning he was pounded again?
Yes.. indeed the desire to have a big offspring, but... Love some rest for a crooked waist for a moment.
Now both of them ate breakfast that morning only two, because Tomy and Bayu did not come home last night, either sleep where the two bachelors, do not think, they are both young people who are a lot of friends.
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In the afternoon, Helen was relaxing on the front porch, the woman was focusing on her advanced device.
Yep... Where else if not in the adult site link that was sent yesterday by Charoline.
The woman's serious looks, to the extent that Agata and Charoline's arrival are not aware of her.
"Hemmm.. start daydreaming! Beware of the new tasting." cetus Charoline by menoel shoulder Helen.
Looking at the adult site on the screen of the phone, Charoline again triggered the box, "Awasntar actually there is a ghost of a perkyum who possessed you, he said, it could even be that you're playing with that pillow roll that you thought was your husband."
"God! Cha! be careful when you say, yes, Miss Helen played the same roll." said Agata who was connected with her third laugh.
"Maha..."
"Oh, how was last night? Star yet?" charoline asked with a raise of her eyebrows.
"Ish, she said soon, had a little baby." Charoline pinched with an anxious pinch but left no pain in Helen's arm.
"Oh..." Helen's wry manner displayed that afternoon, Charoline and Agata just looked at each other, then Charoline again held Helen's shoulder.
"Failed? He won't do it?" charoline asked who was really worried about the young couple.
Helene's clamor told her, "It's not so."
"How did dong succeed?" sparkling eyes Charoline finds Helen's voice that does not justify her guess.
"It worked, but the seed didn't make it in." lethargic Helen said.
"What do you mean, Say? I don't understand this." asked Charoline.
"Yes it works, my husband is tempted, until the gout is even the waist." said Helen grumbled.
"Should?" Simultaneously Charoline and Agata asked for a continuation.
"Keep out of nowhere, a small package is very similar to a balloon, mounted, it's a tool in the missile... Well.. That's it, so it failed to score the little baby." The lethargic tone that Helen used.
"Have not been sad, rich last night only, ntar malem tried again, ok! And make sure that in your room there are no more balloon-like objects." suggested Charoline, before the trio did gymnastics that afternoon.
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Very quickly this day passed, until the sun that illuminated this hemisphere had already rolled into another hemisphere.
Even the cold rays of the moon with thousands of flashes of starlight have adorned the darkness of the night.
In the room, the woman was sitting staring deep into the sky, where her beautiful net was spoiled by the spread of thousands of stars.
Even though the netra was staring into the senses of the night sky, it was unable to change the beauty of a troubled heart like a blanket of mist.
The brain of CEO Frans Group's wife still thinks, where did her husband get the balloon-like object?
Even last night was a surprise that Cakra had no preparation, not the one who was preparing Helen, but why as if Cakra was ready with a ridiculous object that blocked her seed embedded in its place.
"Where did that barrier come from?" helen muttered still with a hard thought.
With her brain constantly searching for answers to her own questions, Helen stared into her room, into the king-size bed.
There, in the corner of the bed Helen accidentally saw a glint of plastic like aluminum that glittered in the light.
"What's that?" muttered the woman by moving from her seat.
Approached her object that made her curious, "Like wrapping candy." he muttered by picking up a tear of the aluminum wrap.
"Did she eat candy in the room?" wonder Helen with a heart that starts to get anxious and heated up.
"Look, I clean, he even carelessly dispose of candy garbage here, if a lot of ants how to try? Just be careful if he keeps candy in the room!" harrumphed Helen with a sheet of corner, and...
"DORCH!!" Gaping Helen found many colorful little boxes.
"So this is candy hiding?" muttered Helen by opening one small red box.
"What the hell? THE FIESTA? Is there such a candy?" The clothespin was busy opening a pack of small boxes.
"It's the same package, the cake just now." The silver sachet and...
"Gini's greasy soft-tender nibs anyway? What kind of candy can you try?" helen muttered by pulling a thin object that resembled a long balloon...