Rochman And Ginten
39. Suharto njemunuk

“Thank you Mr. Totok and bu Ginten, happy to do business saka you guys.. “.

“You two are not a fussy person.. In return, some nights I will come to the market, I want to see the development of clothing sales”.

“Lho yes monggo mbak Dany.. Not really Hun?”

“Iya mas.. we would be happy if mbak Dany came to just see the person who will buy clothes”

Ma'am Dany and the driver finally went home, in the living room there was already one large sack containing clothes with good quality, of course the price was different from the other two sacks.

My job and my current hunny is to dismantle and choose which ones we will sell. But the first thing we did was count how many clothes and shorts and long and short trousers were in this sack.

“It turns out a lot also yes Mas.. women's mixed clothes there are three dozen, women's mixed pants there are two dozen mas.”.

“Trus how about the price mas heheheh?”

“Gini aja Hun... we count first we bought how much, then we divide a rough course, how much per piece of clothing heheheh“.

“Hih kok that's what do I count?”

“From the mumet Hun.. we divide everything then if we sell at our selling price during this time fits not”.

“Ya wis mas... I agree mas hihihihih... but there are conditions... out of this calculation, may dong your wife drive your english keys mas hihi”.

“Try ajaaa my dear.. You won't poke through the back!”

“Huuh indeed your wife is humu what mas..there is a front road that hayum, legit, soft and warm, why must pass the back road that stinks mas hihihi”

“Uhhh maap habits of my ancient days hihihi”

After being calculated roughly, and compared to the selling price, it turns out we still have a profit of thirty thousand degrees…

Well it's quite good, because it's only this time we do real business, if previously I would have gotten the clothes for free.

This time I have to eat Heheheh.

“Yah quite mas... there is still a profit of thirty thousand by one clothes..”.

“Eh cekayang your wife who is full of napsu bhirahi want to collect your promise mas hihihihi”

“Waaaahhh yes cayaaank.. Let's just do here yank, in the living room only..among these clothes heheheheheh”.

Don't know.. Since starting marriage with Ginten, I have now started to like the distinctive smell of the empal brewoknya Ginten.

The smell is special…. Slightly pessing but savory, a bit of a step as well. And if I'm early in the morning jilatin.. It tastes it salty slimy and savory.

In the past, I liked the most ngerimming and rimming (search in the dictionary means yes), but since marriage I prefer the style of six and nine hehehehe.

“We are six nine yuk Huns...”.

“Weeeehh mas cayaku now like six nine ya heheheh. Rapid progress mas..”

Nhafsuku was at its peak when Ginten and I were in the most famous position in the world.. Position six nine.

If it's in a position like this I've forgotten whatever is around here, anyway it feels better than six nine same guys hihihihih.

I also do not remember whether I have locked the door or not, even I do not remember whether I have closed the door of the living room or not…

What I remember now is that I and Ginten are in position 69.. Ginten is above me, the position of my head is between the Ginten's groin, while Ginten's position is currently riding with his face tucked into my crotch .

The smell of this Embal brewok Hunnyku since he diligently took care of his empal with the event using fragrances and what is called hundred is getting savory.. The more chewy , the more empot empot.

I like it best when told to ngereco (jhilatin, kissin) to the innermost part of Ginten's embal brewok, the deeper my tongue goes, the firmer Ginten allows mine hihihihi.

This morning was the best morning….

“Mas.... yummy not empal brewoku? Uughhh” asked ginten in between her sucking eggplant

Ginten and I did have a long duration while having intercourse, we both really enjoyed it, so we forgot about the worldly goods for a moment.

“ASSALAMUALAIKUM...” shouted someone from outside.

“Masss,.uuughh it sounds Suharto deeeechhh.

“Iya Huuun, I also want to go outrrhh... justin dlu aja Suhartonyaaa aaaaghhh”.

“ASSALAMUALAIKUM.

“ASSALAMUALAIKUM.

“ASSALAMUALAIK….. Excuse me, Mr. Totok and Mr. Ginteeeenn!”

“AAAGHHHH ZHEBENTAAARRR TUNGGHU DHULUU.. WE ARE ZHIBUUUK!”

I don't give a shit.. Even though RT, RW, Lurah or village head though.. I told you to wait outside if I was indehoy with my wife.

“I.ia pak... te.. continue until finished first, I will wait outside just” said Suharto's voice outside

Finally finished also me and Ginten.my body is full of sweat, begiu also Ginten who is exhausted, as well as the Ginten who from the past work keres mememut mine….

For this time we did not do any body relations at all, we only position six nine until jhruoot all…

“Eh is done, Totok?” the voice that is outside

“Lho...Hun..our house door is open in half!” whispered to Ginten

“Buka was the mas that closed, I did not notice the door was mas!” ginten replied while whispering

“Means Suharto saw we were doing dong Hun hihihi”

“Biarin mas, let him want heheheh”

“Later if we chat, we lure aja Hun heheheh”

*****

“Wah mas Suharto, sorry to wait, we were suction suction an.. how did you see we did not mas, surely see dong eheheh”

“I.iya sir, I accidentally saw” Suharto replied while looking down

“Not to be ashamed of mas.. hisal hisapan is delicious you know.. mas Suharto must try to suck empal brewoknya women, must be addicted mas hehehe”.

“Sorry sir.. Not the smell of soft brewok is pessing and rather rotten sir?”

“Salaaaah you are wrong mas.. The smell of empal brewok is very savory, very distinctive, and addictive. Let alone the taste of ledir that comes out of it mas ..”

“The mucus comes out a little and slowly land to wet the inner cavity of the embal brew…. Uaaahh it tastes salty savory, lezaaat, anyway there is no taste in this world that exceeds the taste of the pleasure of lilatin mucus that comes out of sana”

“Ah mas this could be anyway.. I'm ashamed mas”.

“Please Hun, your empal is indeed amazingly delicious Kok Hun hihihi”

“Ok... Now what is the purpose of Suharto here?”

“According to my promise yesterday sir, I am here to tell you information about what my father did”

“I said I want to meet you there, not in this house To, why are you here?”

“So I am from home in the next village, but it is empty, so I came here and I hmm earlier had seen the father who again dganu it “

“Ya has ndak papa, itung-itung segs lesson for you, now what do you want to report to me?”

“Say my father, at home bu Ginten there is an incredible treasure”