The Beautiful Widow Belongs to the Police
S2 - 23

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Dimas carried his wife to the hotel room. He did not care about some pairs who accidentally saw their intimacy, which Dimas had in mind was just a quick arrival in the room and breaking the fast. Moreover, Naura successfully made her h*srat during the week she was detained increasingly peaking, when deliberately while in the elevator Naura kissed Dimas' lips with a very demanding kiss, then let go of it when the elevator door opens. Not to mention with his naughty, Naura who draped her arms around the neck of the husband instead hid her head on the neck of Dimas and deliberately played her tongue and lips there.

"Ra, what are you doing? The hotel room is still a few meters away, you know!"

He was asked to stop his actions and look up at his husband. "Nothing." Naura smiled as she looked at her husband who was already overheated with breath that had gone up and down, although in fact she was not much different. 'The game will start soon! You let me prance, ' Naura murmured in her heart. Meanwhile, Dimas further accelerated his steps to get to the room immediately.

Arriving in the room, Dimas immediately took the wife to a bed that was decorated with a sprinkling of roses. "I haven't touched you in a week, but your naughty has been bored. Time in public you just kiss here and there" said Dimas while putting his wife to sleep.

"Kissing your own husband is not forbidden. After midnight, no one saw that they were busy in their rooms" Naura replied. 'And you don't know, I've prepared something for you.' Inwardly, Naura smiled widely, imagining what Dimas would look like in the next few hours.

"But, because of your naughty behavior, my pants feel really tight."

"And I will make it even more crowded" Naura said with a smile that adorned her lips.

A few seconds later, the woman pulled the nape of the husband and the lips that had been pointing the smile immediately obscured every curve of the lips of the husband, and vice versa—salsalk*sap and *****4*.

Dimas who had missed the calorie-burning game was immediately exploring every inch of the wife's body with his hands and lips. Skilfully strip the wrapping cloth of the wife, then give a lot of ownership marks there. The walls of the hotel room also witnessed the ferocious waves of longing Dimas who had been held for one week. Until suddenly, Naura pushed up the stricken body of a man who had managed to open the last cover of his upper assets.

"Rho? What are you doing?" Dimas who h*sratnya already peaked, do not accept the actions of the wife.

"I have a stomachache. My stomach is wrapped around, it hurts so much. I'll go to the bathroom first, yeah!" said Naura, while holding the dress that had sagged up to the waist, then ran to the bathroom.

"Ra ..." call Dimas, frustrated.

The wife just turned her head, then immediately went into the bathroom with a smile on her back. 'Good stuff?'

Meanwhile, in a room throughout the house, it appears Andre is still sitting leaning on the head of the bed staring at his wife and nephew who had fallen asleep. His head was still troubled by the incident in the hall earlier. He did not want to break Friska's heart, but he also could not allow the girl to be in a relationship with a man who would soon be someone else's husband. For a long time he struggled with himself.

"G ...." Andre ruffled his own hair. "Rather than dizzy why don't I bother the old hostess." Andre even thought of disturbing the parents of the child who was sleeping with him and Irma.

With a smile on his back, he grabbed the phone on the nightstand.

"Ba, haven't slept?" Irma whose sleep was disturbed by Andre's movements also woke up.

"No, yet" he answered while unlocking the phone screen and searching for Dimas number.

"Who are you calling gini nights?" While rubbing her eyes, Irma got up and sat leaning on the head of the bed like her husband.

Andre did not answer. He just smiled as he pointed at Kayla with his head and eyebrows that had gone up and down as well as suspicious eye glances.

"Don't tell me you want to bother them, huh?" Irma squinted one eye.

"Bg ... Baba very heart," always Irma who was actually curious as well as how the reaction of the two old brides when his responsibilities were even disturbed.

***

In the hotel room, Dimas again absorbed the sweet lips of the wife with his hands that began to spread behind the body of Naura who had now changed clothes. After waiting for almost half an hour, Naura came out of the bathroom wearing ling3ri and had innocently left her husband on, Naura just quibbled on stomach pain.

Seeing Naura is increasingly stunning with red ling3ri, making Dimas' libido increase. Without wanting to delay again, Dimas immediately re-launched the action from the beginning.

"Yes, God. Your papol is impatient. Breathe first, napa?" curse Naura. The woman scooped up as much oxygen as they had when their lips came off.

"Mistake yourself in the bathroom a long time ago" Dimas replied, then reunited their lips. Meanwhile, his hand had infiltrated into one place that had just seen his appearance, had not had time to hold let alone enjoy.

Dimas who had missed the two springs that are now no longer dry, then released his lips and revealed the sexy clothes worn by his wife, who was, to show the real form of two mountains with two springs that make it swallow saliva. He prepared to gulp the sweetness of the water from where Dimas now had to share it with Kayla.

Yet again, something unexpected happened. The phone ring suddenly stopped the action.

"Papol's got a phone!"

At first Dimas didn't care. He who is already filled with the burning spark of love, does not care about any disturbing sound. One goal right now is to reach the heaven of the world with his wife.

However, Naura continued to speak and asked the man to stop his play and take the call first. With a reddened face, Dimas was forced to stop his game and received the call.

"Hello, what's wrong?" said Dimas in a annoyed tone as soon as the call was connected.

"You why? Pick up the phone the first time it was said greeting, not what's with ketus," said Andre across the street.

"It matters not? If there's not tomorrow, just call" Dimas said, then end the call.

A few seconds later, the phone rings again.

"Why just shut it down?" Andre's Omel. "I have to be with your wife" he continued.

"What's wrong?" Dimas was not willing to give his cell phone to his wife.

"Of course there's something I want to ask. You know for yourself, your son is with me. I don't really understand this and that, while Irma's asleep. I don't want to bother him and the twins after a day of exhaustion" Andre said at length.

For Kayla's sake, inevitably Dimas gave his phone to Naura.

'My felling is not good, ' Dimas murmured in his heart.