
"O-okay, man,... Mr. Sam," Daffin bit his lip as the warm gelenyar felt around his stomach area because of the tiny touch of Kinanti on each inch of his skin.
"Ehm.., thanks for the advice and input," his son went up and down when he looked at her with a pair of beautiful eyes that looked at him with seductiveness. The man's voice began to rumble even though he still needed to talk.
"Can you not if the draft you mentioned was sent to my secretary today? Or late tomorrow morning?"
Daffin smiled and kissed Kinanti's lips very gently and quietly, worried that the sound of her kiss could be heard by Sam through the speaker of his phone.
"Okehhh...." Daffin held back the sigh that almost escaped his lips when Kinanti kissed his neck back, unbuttoned Daffin's shirt and groped his field chest.
"...Mr. Sam, s. I wait and thank you very much for the time. Good afternoon" he said, ending the conversation.
As soon as Daffin finished putting the phone handle into place, his hands quickly locked the body of Kinanti who had been held since.
"You really are, Maemunah,” his his sizzle while kissing Kinanti's lips with his hands to spread everywhere.
"Wrestling is really you, Kinan.." whispered Daffin while biting a small earlobe Kinanti who immediately gasped for a Daffin's fondle that was tangled in the sensitive points of his body, he said, Kinanti had not even noticed since when her skirt was revealed, showing off her thighs as smooth as the cheeks of top Korean artist and Daffin's hands had landed smoothly there.
"Kinan,.. You're still 'red', huh?" Daffin whispered in frustration, tormented the sensuality of a Kinanti who provoked his passion since this morning. Kinanti nodded, and Daffin kissed the red lips all out of anxiety.
"Can't get passedatin dong, Kinan?" whispered while continuing to caress the body of the wife.
"No way, there is a portal again" said Kinanti while helping Daffin free the assets of her husband who had been thrashing in the confinement of his expensive pants.
"Patience yes.., a week, again," whispered Kinanti as she stroked the asset who was freed up to Daffin no ceaseless sighing and groaning favorably.
"Bad, really long a week.., anjiir..," sigh Daffin looks so tormented by the uncomfortable release process. This is the first time they make love in the Daffin workspace, it is like a cheating scene between the boss and the secretary only.
Kinanti increasingly intense play Daffin assets, making the man increasingly stiffened and crazy kissed him. But suddenly Kinanti's hand movements stopped, making Daffin want to scream in frustration.
"Wani piro?" goda Kinanti.
"Agir, Kinan, you are my woman, do not be so earnest, Maemunah." Daffin chuckles even though his assets are throbbing withstanding the torment.
"Fin, can I hire a detective?" swishing Kinanti while drenched in Daffin's earlobe, tormenting her husband with passion.
"What the hell do you do, Mae? There-there's just you..." Daffin sighed, enjoying the delicious torture of Kinanti.
"That's me, but I can, right?" Kinanti stopped her caress and kiss.
"Nonsolent," Daffin chuckled.
"yes-yes...! But just finish this first, do not bacot a lot," said Daffin who craze under the torment of the favor of Kinanti who deliberately sprained.
"Promise?"
"Kinan,.. please...!"
Kinanti smiled victoriously, her hands moving agilely, helping Daffin free himself from what had indeed needed to be released since this morning.
"Aaaagh...!" screeched Daffin with free breath now, released from the colony of his lust against the very torturous and always demanding Kinanti to be satisfied.
Without both of them aware, outside the door of the room Ilna ketar-ketir keep no one approaching the area that suddenly 'hot' this. Ilna knows exactly what's going on in there.
"Duh, Gusti.." lamented with the heart of the jump.
"Why am I the one who is ketiban apes gini?" lament Ilna the old virgin. Although it has been thirty-five years, but he is not married because of his career. But the live broadcast above the age he heard earlier made Ilna repent and want to quickly meet a mate!