When I Meet You (Romantic Scandal)
Pantingly
Tomorrow... Paijo shook while watching his wife's face that was still sleeping naked.
Beautiful and natural, her hair is disheveled even the iler that will not women realize so tired of printing sons and daughters of the nation's successor make Paijo smile.
“If he finds out I saw his iler, he will not admit it. Photo sek..”
Paijo grabbed his phone and was shocked to see what time he woke up.
“And.. at 11 hours. Care for kebo turu.” Paijo grimaced happily while re-imagining how the night had been fantastically missed. The virginity is gone, Michelle is happy and tuman, she is the same.
The first night that occurred continued to repeat until the morning before, until Michelle was skilled in mengemi manhood without touching the teeth.
As a man who had long awaited the woman who adored him impeccably Paijo was very lucky to have a woman as late as Michelle and he would be determined to repay the woman with the same kentiran to be in harmony.
Paijo immortalized his wife's face before taking a selfie. Although strange and said he was like a cockroach that perched on white porcelain, Paijo would be determined to be very stupid.
After capturing a rare moment, Paijo grabbed Michelle's chin. Move it until the sensual lips open and the eyelids open slowly.
“Cookies, disrupt..” Michelle said hoarsely.
“Udah at 11, Cells. Lunch.”
“Yes for mercy.” The woman got up and screamed after the blanket that covered her body sank, displaying ********** that was full of Paijo's masterpieces overnight.
”Oh my Gosh... Wow...” Michelle clucked in amazement.
Paijo menjwil shoots while twisting them on a whim.
“Aww... Affirmations, Jo... Again, again let the spirit.” persuade Michelle while upholding her body and yawning.
Still tired and back. Every touch of Paijo's fingers brought Michelle to the point of thirst. Repeated the same cycle as last night before the two moved to the bathroom.
Michelle removed her false eyelashes in front of the oval mirror with Paijo holding her hips. Apparently their union still continues but this time Michelle prefers to see how Paijo's expression when urging her.
Second by second walk. The activity has been amazing for a long time. Paijo looked at the woman in the mirror.
Michelle's eyes wiped with her mouth agape. He let off a long sigh as he pressed him repeatedly deeper and faster until his knees were both limp before returning the seeds of the nation's successors and their breed Paijo sprayed.
“Enak?” paijo whispered in his wife's ear lobe before biting her cup.
Michelle gripped the edge of the sink while nodding with an irregular breath.
“That's a treat, Jonny. Wuh..” Michelle flicked her limp hair on her chest back as she turned around.
“You build me on, sweetie.” The woman climbed into the granite-coated sink castings as she coiled her legs to Paijo's feet.
His eyes glanced at the wet and warm Jonny as he looked up.
Michelle smiled with anxiety. “Both great. Make me scared, afraid of ease.”
“Later yoo again tonight, now we shower keep eating. Honestly I need to eat the same coffee.”
“So much, I need to eat to be strong see you.” Michelle lowered her legs while grinning. “Old pegel too, later we spa yuk same relaxation.”
Paijo is caught in a new problem. A spa? Relaxation? Usually, he also drank enough herbal medicine to refuse linu while using massage oil. With Michelle apparently he had to feel a variety of new variations that are more modern.
In the afternoon, the combination of a series of light activities and sleep-sleeping the bride had to be interrupted when a call from Marisa who said that soon she would visit the room.
Paijo hustled their newly collected clothes in a corner into a basket while the wedding dress she hung near the bathroom. He also cleaned and stroked pillowcases and sheets that are tangled so that it is quite neat.
“See no broom, Cell?”
“No cookies, this is not home tau..”.
On the other hand, in front of the mirror. Michelle herself immediately affixed the foundation, concealer, and all the foundation that could cover the red patches on her chest and some spots on her neck in a hurry.
“Jo... See which one looks contrasting?”
Yegan... Paijo threw the nipples into the trash, wipes and various food packs they ordered before looking at Michelle's neck and chest that seemed to contrast with her real skin.
“Mending you wear my t-shirt, Sel.” said Paijo while shaking his waist. “Your cup is mostly color, so plonteng.”
“Less flat yes... Ouh mama..gapain anyway use event visit all. Disturb... huh..” grunts her while taking off her summer dress.
Paijo must get used to seeing Michelle casually walking half-naked to pick up her t-shirt and plaid skirt with tartan cloth on the suitcase.
Not long before the unexpected for a while came. Michelle and Paijo clasped hands together and looked at each other.
“We face mom with a happy smile, cheerful even though eye bags can not be lied to.” said Michelle.
Paijo took a deep breath and exhaled.
“I'm sure you're wondering what's not normal!”
“He...” Michelle gave a big smile. Both of them stepped towards the door that kept on being knocked from the outside by shifting slowly without removing their hands.
Trying to be patient, Paijo prayed in his heart to stay sane. Especially when the door opened, his family entered without further ado while clapping and turning on the tongue trumpet accompanied by birthday paper firecrackers.
Paijo sculpts, Michelle grinned. They glanced at each other amid the festive and unexpected atmosphere for a few minutes before their arms were pulled down by Marisa to celebrate the anniversary of her virginity and virginity by blowing out candles and making out cordial.
“Have grandson... Have grandson..”
Kusumonegoro blows his tongue trumpet while closing his eyes. Pantingly.
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