THE VIRGIN WHO WAS (ALMOST) STAINED
A Fortune

"Wahh! So big!" namira's eyes immediately widened when she saw the husband take off his two pants and the contents came out of the nest. "That's really yours, Mom?"

"Yes, Honey. Why?" reply Julian with a smile. "Hold it, honey."

Julian's body lay on his side facing his wife. His head he held using his left hand. Namira's body shifted down slightly and her hands slowly moved towards the bottom of her husband's stomach and touched the stiffening object belonging to her husband.

"This is your real, Mas?" namira asked as if in disbelief as her hand held onto Julian's very stiffening.

"Yes real, honey. You're holding it."

"But time can be this big? Did Jul use a magnifying drug?"

"Hahahah .. why use this medicine? That's real, honey."

"God! It's almost a little bit less long, this means about twenty-one centi meters yes, Mas," namira said, increasingly amazed as she measured Julian's property from the tip of the thumb to the tip of the little finger. Julian immediately smiled broadly at his words.

"Well ready to go yet, Dek?" asked Julian who could not bear to drown the stiffening object into the hole full of pleasure. "Come in now, huh?"

Namira was silent, but the silence of the woman was interpreted as agreeing by the husband. Julian attacked Namira with his lips. From the lips to the stomach, all of Julian kissed without any rest until he squeaked before Namira's legs that stretched wide.

Just as was done to his two wives, Julian's left hand rubbed the property of the wife whose fur was quite thick, while his right hand rubbed his trunk and swiped the rod in front of the door of the wife's hole.

"The pain is bear, dear. I want to go in" said Julian softly. The wife just nodded and her face looked tense.

Actually Julian had no heart to see the look on the face of the wife who looked tense, but he had no other choice because this was the only path he had to take. After swiping enough, Julian glued the end of his trunk right at the point he believed to be the entrance. Julian began to push the rod in with his waist.

"Aakkhh .." a groan of pain with a somewhat restrained voice, rang out from Namira's mouth as the husband's trunk began to enter her still very narrow hole. Julian looked rather troubled, but the man kept trying to break through the narrow hole.

Julian's waist movement stopped when he felt a barrier in his wife's hole. Julian looked back at his paled wife. Even Namira's two hands gripped the cloth that was lining her mattress very strongly. Julian was trying to shake off the pity. His waist moved slowly then snapped firmly.

"Aaaakhh .." Namira's voice screeching. His face grew pale. Julian pulled out his property and there was blood on the end of his stocky trunk. Julian smiled and let the wife shut up for a moment to calm down. As Namira calmed down, Julian returned to action. Stems that are clean from blood stains are slowly inserted.

"It hurts a lot?" julian asked a few moments later when his own had gone into the hole of his wife and he leaned his own body to look at the wife's face closer. Namira could only nod weakly. "I'm sorry, honey."

Julian smiled and put his lips on his wife's lips. His waist moved back slowly pushing the rod to poke the hole. Until a few minutes later Namira's agony disappeared.

"Did it feel good?" Julian asked full of gentleness. Namira nodded with a blushed face and Julian smiled happily.

Until time continues to move forward, they arrive at the peak of the game full of pleasure. The waters of their love melt and blend into one. Sweat and breath that stinged. But behind it all, Julian and Namira seem so happy. Now the couple lay tired with bodies attached to each other.

"Mas," call Namira to open the conversation after they've been quiet since the game's over.

"Hum? What, honey?" Julian replied in a voice so soft and reassuring.

"How does it feel to enter the three holes that are still close?"

Julian's forehead creased, but shortly after, his smile grew. "That must be very happy. There's a sense of pride as well because you're sincerely giving up yours. Why, Honey?"

"Not what. Pengin just know how the heart of the man when he got a hole that is still tight more than one."

"I think all men would be happy, if not happy, maybe there is no affair."

"Mas Jul's cheating intentions too?"

"No, you have a fortune."

"So if you're cheating, I cut Mas Jul's trunk into four!"

"Mahaha ... Udah, mending we sleep yuk. It's the night, sweetie."

Namira. Tonight is one round first. The next night depends on the circumstances.

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