OB BELONGS TO THE CEO
EXTRA PART: GITA CHANGES HER MIND
Gita amused herself to hear the orders of her husband who rarely used the same tone earlier. If it is not wrong as using exclamation marks, it should not be denied.
Outside the sun is still on yes, only on the way just leaning towards the west, because it is still almost 4 pm. If you want to sleep even in the afternoon, you may still have an hour.
But according to the orders of the husband to turn off the lights earlier, and the curtains that had not been opened in dark color that makes the atmosphere of their room look like 7 pm.
Gita stroked Gilang's head gently.
"Neng thought he had slept well and the aunt had finished making clothes." Belai Gita accidentally nempelin his chest near the head of Gilang which is still facing the pillow.
"Where can sleep, neng the same aunt noisy so chatter." his upset voice sounded annoyed.
"Why don't you try lying on the couch outside, the atmosphere is quieter times."
"Tough street neng." The answer is still the prone position.
"Why? Cape is the mistress?" gita asked only to realize that her husband might be tired.
"Si jaka is still bediri neng, this is not using the layer again." Gilang's burly hand had just stuck in his wife's chest that mustang (smooth milk without me tang). While flipping his body with his face flushed.
"Hah... brain a'a very perverted." kekeh Gita. Who was suddenly pleased with her husband's hand on his squishy.
"Once upon a time neng. dizzy you know failed to shoot." pinta Gilang who then began to circle the smooth thigh of Gita with fingers that began to cover to the base and hit the barrier cloth inside there.
"Make a dear husband, what the hell is not a'...?" gita Goda with her sincere smile.
Hearing that, Gilang immediately passed the mini dress earlier through the head of Gita. And immediately nyungsep sprinkled a perfectly shaped circle nan interesting it, for in his emute.
Unfortunately again, Gita's hand actually pressed Gilang's head there. In order for Gilang deeper and longer suck the two objects alternately left and right fairly and evenly.
"Why is a'a's head pressed there anyway neng?" ask Gilang in between his activities to breathe for a moment.
"Like a'. good at isep isep." Gita covered her face with both hands.
Gilang saw his wife's embarrassed face. And immediately take off his own clothes and boxer. Then lead his wife's delicate hand towards the jaka who has been ready since.
"You failed to shoot.... Is it a'...?"
"Banget. Two of them are sick, head over poseng, head jaka also tense. Nahan vomit is heavy neng, rich nahan longs." kekeh Gilang who is happy now Gita's hands are good at back and forth in the trunk of the jaka.
Finger Gilang not to be outdone gives stimulus start stray covering along the edge of the triangular fabric that is still attached to close the ting-ting that has not ting-ting again.
Sometimes the rhythm is slow, sometimes fast. Up, down, pressing, raking ngorek in the cleavage of the lips.
"Eeeuuugh.. a'a." Gita's moaning began to be tormented by the caress.
"Hcshh... sshh." Reply Gilang who started the antics of the jaka stem in the ubek Gita just by hand.
"Pelan neng.. ntar squirt outside ga be a child you know. It can't be good that's it either." Racau Gilang, whose organs are almost all activated, to spoil the wife so that the two can do a long forplay until they soon feel they will skyrocket to the moon.
"Please a' it. It was so easy to pee." Honest Gita who has since felt all over her body stepped, due to a touch on itingnya.
"Bareng ya neng let it be more delicious." Gilang had sat down to take off the small, thin cloth and throw it in any direction.
Either Gilang already got the reference from where, so that with resting on two legs still with a sitting position facing iting, and Gita in a supine position, with a stretch of thighs as wide as Gilang's body.
Bumper Gita in the lift a little, so that the rod jaka really embedded perfectly in the hole.
Beautiful beautiful backward forward.
Gita's body was shaken by a shake with a fairly fast and strong rhythm.
"Aakhs.a'a." Gita began to scream at the almost nonstop jolt from her husband.
"Relief..." The whine is getting spoiled.
"Yes nengGi dear." replied Gilang who continued to beat it mercilessly and the faster the ferocious shoots.
"You're out Aa..."
"Sama Neng... shhh..hhhsss.." sighed Gilang who was also going to the top.
"Aaoouuooooohh aaa...." Lemes Eraangan Gita, omens have reached its climax.
"Muuuaachian. Yes, yes, yes." Only Gilang's body curved towards the face of his wife who he had tortured with a jaka lesakan which turned out to be ferocious, strong and old as well.
Gita just nodded almost helplessly. The enemy is already flooding in, wanting to rebel from the struggle. But it's delicious. Want to ask stop because it feels without pause, but it makes opium. Ah... Mating this comfortable?
Gilang stood up to take a box of tissue, then clean the remaining liquid that was blown in the area. Do not forget to also clean the jaka trunk which is still covered in white liquid after diving earlier.
"Eneng do not move first, let the bullet get into the uterus more and more calm. Let's just have a kid." He then covered his wife's body with a blanket. Then he put the boxer back, and lay his body tilted to face Gita.
"Would you like to have a' child'?" tanya Gita looked at her husband's handsome face.
"You want her age to be very mature to get pregnant and have children." Answer the Gita.
"A... Tonight we stay at mom's house just a'..." Gita suddenly changed her mind.
"Why?"
"Mother's father, may not be ready for his son to leave. A'a already a week of outside service, if we do not stay there and immediately bring this a'a malan goods. How can you call a'a from mom, huh?" gita told her husband.
"Alhamdulilah if you want that. I'd also like to say from Monday we sleep here, let our two nights in mom first. Let's not be surprised her mother lost a'a."
"So the time on the phone mom sounded disappointed to know we were moving. Where enthusiastic to cook for a'a. And that's probably gonna be a sizzling weakness'..."
"What weakness?"
"Ga can cook for a husband." honestly Gita who is only skilled in cleaning the house rather than cooking.
"But Pinter was just trying to satisfy my husband." Praise Gilang who just by hearing the screams of Gita alone has made the mood of jaka bar booster thrashing, slashing and pounding blindly.
"A'a.." whine Gita.
"Slowly learn. Later a'a guide. But, if his talent is not there do not make it. There's bi Inah whose cooking is no less delicious than mother's cooking." Terang Cross.
"OKAY. Later learning with Inah. A'... This does not allow movement yet?" tanyanya who has not been in a recumbent position since.
"Eh.. Where are you going?" ask Gilang astonished.
"You hugged my husband, and brushed before the magrib came." Said Gita who immediately wrapped her hands in her husband's stomach
Seriate...
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