OB BELONGS TO THE CEO
EXTRA PART: TRANCE
The last night in a hotel in the president suite room ended with a shahdu fondness, sweat sharing events, exchanging salivas as well as a watering of cebong liquid accompanied by erayan, sigh, and, also rintihan sounds sick but delicious it, happens very friendly, smouldering and almost can not stop.
Who else does it if not the newlywed couple who can not be distinguished between needs or already addicted.
The rapport of the two is already the same, when there is an upheaval towards a noble union. From ah, uh, uh, hem, ach, a, i, u, e, o. uh not warming up to choir rehearsal huh, anyway the sound of it was caving in the sound of the jungle tarzan. Whether effective or not, certainly Gita deh kayaknya the most spoiled every jerk in the kayak movement in the compass, must have a voice. Aaah.
When going home to the homeland, the nape of the neck of both of them no longer has a trace of his love. But, they still use a scarf to prevent the cold from happening.
Their legitimate relationship is all known, so the appearance of the two is not like the time of departure. His second hand on the back formed the letter x as Gita's hand went towards Gilang's waist, and Gilang's hand went towards Gita's hip. Perfect.
Don't ask Kevin's face wryly, when you see that look. The more complete his mood, ranging from happy, proud, to irritated also alternated in his heart.
Happy that her sister married a nice guy. Proud to make a neat surprise at the same time spectacular. But also irritated because it must reduce the desire to make out with his partner but did not participate. Iri...? say boss (ppapaale ppaa papa pale ppaapa pale papa peleepa hhaaa anying anying)
Air travel is long and long. That is for the scarf that was on the neck can change its function to cover the head that is sometimes in a long turning position, sticky, linked to the next. Sometimes there is a sweeping motion, sometimes also in a slow bite.
Tung Keripit ahai bone onion
If the lips are bitten, pain is not a bitch.
Tung keripit ahai bone onion
If the boyfriend bites, the pain won't tell. Maybe the lyrics of this song are suitable yes borrowed, to adjust the condition of this couple.
And the position of Gilang's hands that most need to be disguised, covered with a scarf earlier. Seyogenya, side-scaping is the position of the hands crossed in front of the chest itself. Yes ampyuuun, it's Gilang's hand why even plopped on the neighbor's chest huh?
Gilang's new hobby, ruffled, remes-remes, also entered through the gap buttoned shirt over Gita deh, playing squishy hanging in front of the wife's chest dong of course.
Kevin will already know what the newlyweds are doing, so ask to exchange a seat a bit away from the couple who teribayum it. Though Kevin also never worse donk, why not just over the jets grandfather Hildimar in his time in the position of Gilang and Gita.
They leave early in the morning, so they arrive quite early in Indonesia. Gilang's car is still in Jakarta, because the mother, Arum and her two children have been returned home by driver Diendra.
Gilang car is quite large, enough to transport 8 people. So that some of them can ride to go back to Bandung with a newlywed couple, who farewell with Dendra and Indira just by phone.
Both of them are very impatient to spend time together in Gilang's new home which he dedicates to his wife Gita.
Kevin spent a lot of time sleeping on the trip. So that the batrenya full in the affairs of pampering the eyes, maybe now is the time for revenge.
"Rapa." It was Aydan's number one call that dominated his complexion when he had entered Hildimar's house.
"Kaka Ay. papap kangen darling, here hug." Friendly warmly ran carrying his first child.
"Where's mom, baby...?" kevin asked after kissing his son's face.
"Mamam keja pap, in luma cakit." Reply Aydan with his lisp.
"Where's Dede Naya?" ask Kevin again to Aydan.
"There's a cana, cama mother Yayas." Point it towards the room. Aydan although lisp but already very able to communicate give the correct information.
"OK .. papap take a shower first Ay, later in the afternoon we play again." Kevin was in his car earlier.
"Swimming down, pap...?" haggar Aydan.
"Heemm swimming tomorrow, okay?" Kevin wasn't sure he could accompany his son to swim this afternoon. Because there's something more important to accompany this afternoon than Aydan.
"Omes pap?" Aydan thrust his little finger towards Kevin.
Kevin took Annaya's room down for a second, making sure it was safe to control. And sure enough, the daughter was sleeping soundly in the supervision of her baby sitter. Laras only had time to nod his head when he saw the embossed head.
Then Kevin went into his room and Muna, on the second floor. Inching to the bathroom, to refresh his body from fatigue, the rest of the sweat stuck to the sticky since yesterday.
Before properly entering to take a bath, Kevin grabbed his salary, contacting his beloved wife.
"Assalamualaikum abang.." Muna's voice was as melodious as the singing of longing in Kevin's ear.
"Moskvallam. Brother said come today, why even work!" the voice sounded flat and cold. As soon as Runggu Muna deciphered it.
"Oh.. So early this morning brother has arrived, kirain is still a little afternoon or afternoon later." Muna so' ga just sensitized with her husband's cold voice.
"Home...!" Kevin's orders.
"But Muna hasn't even been an hour, bang here." denied Muna.
"Go home...!!" the command is repeated.
"Ye bang soon. One more document Muna checked just got home." Still ngeles...
"Go home now, or you attack in the director's room?" the threat sounded horrified in Muna's ears.
"I.iii. Ready." Tut tut tut tut's. There was no reply let alone the closing greeting, the phone connection was closed unilaterally by Kevin.
Which then he stepped into the bathroom, to wander his hot body. Oh my God, when I heard Muna's voice, that was the otong had started to look, seemed to know the same voice of the handler. Long time he did not see.
Chequek...
The sound of the bathroom door hinges open along with the door of the room which is only five steps away.
Kevin's hair was wet first, his sixspack chest was nongol in a humid state after bathing, scented for sure. Uh, it was a towel supposed to be wrapped around dong's waist, but why was it just wrapped around his neck? Si Otong ga to close dong. Where have you left again, the profit that entered Muna. If Laras or Aydan how to explain it.
Muna's spinning body locked the door knob, immediately attacked Kevin blindly. No matter with the complete blazer that wrapped his body.
Soon Kevin close himself to the body that is very much missed him. Muna's lips were the first target, instantly sticky, interlocked without pause. Then it degenerates further around the neckline, smooth white without spotting it.
Kevin's hands wander incessantly removing one button blazer and a fucking shirt that only made it difficult this morning. Muna can only squeeze her husband's hair, immediately trying to balance the movement in a sense of increasingly wild caressing him.
Not only the blazer that has landed on the floor, a package with riben glasses-shaped cloth is already like a piece of trash down there, he said, the same with the trousers that Muna used to the office was also in her eyes. Sagging kuy.
My God, Kevin was possessed when he finally removed his lips to see the scene in front of him. Behind the work pants, it turns out that Muna only uses G-String lacy black straps.
Seriate...
Next part hareudang yah.
Just advice...
Try to keep away from the reach of the leak and close yourself to the axe.
Like the red date, we've been looking at this all day
Wakkk waaww
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