The Beautiful Widow Belongs to the Police
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Andre and Irma returned to the hotel room after finishing a haul of food ordered by Naura. A sense of pride due to the contents of the stomach that exceeds the capacity, making Andre immediately dropped his body on the bed.

"Your sister tormented the barbarity. Not able to make the manpower to continue the battle, which is the first because the same combat seafood earlier," murmured Andre who was still inexhaustible with the behavior of his sister-in-law.

Naura ordered eleven meals, but could not afford to eat all of the food. His stomach, which was filled with a new life, made the woman quickly hungry, but quickly full as well. The pregnant woman also put all the dishes to the three people who were with her and the hardest in spending all the menu was the man who was lying on the bed.

"And I told you not to spend it. You're really ngeyel," replied the wife who also dropped her body next to Andre.

"Darling money. How much money did Dimas make to pay for all his food? I love throwing away that money. It's good, the food." Andre turned to Irma while showing off his teeth.

"That's why, Mom, that's okay." Irma also returned the smile of her husband.

"But, like playing a round or two can make the calories that accumulate a little down." Andre played his eyebrows up and down with an unrelenting look at the wife.

Irma just shook her head, then got up and leaned her back on the headboard. "Udah overwhelmed the stomach was still inget that one."

Andre also followed the wife, inching near the head of the bed, also tendering his body—right next to the wife. "If it were for that one I would never forget. Especially with the shrewdness of Mbak makes me more addicted," said Andre while embracing Irma's shoulder.

"Keep what the hell, Mas, make me ashamed. It's as if I'm a wild woman, a big-time napsu-complacent." Irma hit slowly the hand that had been perched on the shoulder and face that had been flushed. He was really embarrassed by his own behavior that could always not control the burning tempest when making love with the husband.

"Company in the service of the husband. A pinter muasin husband does not mean a wild woman who satisfies the snapper class, dear." Andre turned his face towards Irma with a pinch landing on Irma's cheek. The man was made angered by the perception of the woman beside him. "i like. Do not let you reduce the amount for fear of being said wild!" continued Andre, back up and down his eyebrows, teasing the wife. "Will I burn calories now?"

"I want to go to the bathroom" replied Irma with a smile that expands as she got out of bed, then stood up to go to the place she mentioned.

However, not yet had time to step, Andre again pulled Irma's arm until the woman fell into his lap.

"Where are you going?" andre asked the woman above his body that was locked with eyes that stared intensely at the wife.

"Itu—"

"We go to heaven again," cut Andre, and landed a kiss on Irma's lips.

Andre again delivers every curve of Irma's face with his lips, until every inch of the wife's body is not missed. He recorded the scent of the wife's body in a knot of her nerves. Back making bluish-red pictures in every place he likes and hands that keep guerrilla going anywhere at will. Until, producing a strange gelenyar in Irma's body, making the woman increasingly tighten all her movements in the deckap. Their actions continued until the two bodies that had not been wrapped in the thread demanded something more.

"Aww.cn ...." Suddenly Irma's moaning stopped Andre who was enjoying his first favorite spot.

Andre, who had filled with the burning romance, looked up at the wife who suddenly moaned like pain. "Am I playing too rough?" ask Andre.

Irma shook her head. "My stomach hurts! I'm going to the toilet." The woman pushed the body that was wrapped up in her body, then ran to the bathroom without caring for Andre who was silently sculpting.

Dejavu. Just yesterday he did just that, now Irma is replying to him the same. Left right in his fun.

"Who is taking revenge? I really have a stomachache" Irma replied without turning her head.

"Bg ...." Andre hissed while hitting a pillow, then bit him with anxiety. Again and again his activities are disrupted impromptu natural disturbances. "A stomachache seems like my main enemy" he murmured, ruffling his hair.

Andre cheered again, when there was no need to wait for long for the bathroom door to open again. The game can start again. However, Irma did not come out and hid behind the door, only revealing a head that was outstretched.

"Mas, may I ask for help!" say Irma .

"Of course," Andre replied with a smile that re-adorned his face. "Want me to pick it up and carry it up here? Can." He got out of bed, about to approach Irma.

"No," Irma replied, stopping Andre's move. "Please get me some bread in my suitcase, Mas!" doors later.

"Bread? Want to eat some bread in the bathroom?" andre asked astonished, but could not answer from Irma. The woman instead asked Andre to immediately get the item he wanted.

Although while grumbling, Andre no doubt also looking for an item called Irma. He unloads Irma's suitcase in search of bread called his wife. But after rummaging through the suitcase, Andre did not find any kind of bread there.

"Mas, where's the bread?" Irma was impatient, let alone seeing the husband who even took out all his luggage.

"Which bread? There is no bread here" replied Andre, perplexed.

Irma patted jidat. Realizing, how could the men understand the bread that Irma meant? Because the bread in question is different from ordinary bread which is useful to prop up the stomach.

"Mas, please take things with pink containers." Irma repeated her words that were easier to understand by Andre.

Andre was looking for pink items that were not only one type, making him lift every item pink and pass it.

"Mas, I'm asking for pads!" shouted Irma who was increasingly impatient to see her husband's behavior.

"Owh, pads. From that point on it's a clear talk like that?" said Andre while picking up an item called Irma. However, a moment later glared perfectly, realizing what he was holding. "Well! A bandage?"

"Truly pads?" Andre looked at the wife from a distance, asking back. I hope his hearing doesn't work normally.

"Yes, Mas. Cepetan take it here, all the clothes are also."

Instantly Andre's body fell to the floor with his hand still holding a pink object. He stared at the thing that the wife said in it contained bread. Andre's body is boneless terrace, limp, lunglai that's how he feels. Now it's not just one or two hours, but one to two weeks.

"Mas!" irma's cry broke Andre's daydream.