Are you my Tomboy Girl?

Are you my Tomboy Girl?
Time to Open Up to the Sweet One



Jojo had just walked into his room when Bian pushed him slowly and shut the door and locked it.


"What the hell, By? You chased the thief?"


Jojo almost nyusruk if Bian did not hug his stomach, quickly.


"We're taking a bath together, huh, Yank?" bian's eyes are gnawing, funny, with his plump eyelashes.


"You take the shower first, By. I'm gonna open this up first.. "


"Open it in the bathroom, Yank!"


"Isa. Ribet, By! You don't see this many needle sticks?!"


Jojo sat in front of her dressing table, opening one by one the pentul needles that were in her hijab.


"Here I help you." Bian stood behind Jojo and helped him.


"You take the shower first, By. We're changing" said Jojo.


"I want my back rubbed against you, Yank. I've been able to prick it on his feet, eventually no one rubbed." pinta Bian.


Jojo smiled as he shook his head in amusement at Bian's reasoning.


"Come, deh. But I don't shower, just rub it on you" said Jojo.


"Just go with me, Yank! Ntar replace me who rubbed you." Bian flinched flirtatious.


Jojo smelled a smile.


"Yes, already. But don't be long, I'm cold."


"Will I hug you, Yank?!"


"All you have, By!" jojo said, pasrah.


Bian smiled triumphantly.


"Eh, By! What's up?!" jojo's screams were held back as Bian suddenly carried her. Jojo is silent when Bian takes her into the bathroom.


"You shut up, Yank! Let me take off your clothes!" prevent Bian when Jojo's hand tries to hold Bian who starts to unzip his danger.


"I'm the one who undressed you, By! keep me showering'in and rubbing your back huh?" bargain Jojo. He still felt embarrassed if he had to tela**ang in front of Bian.


Without waiting for Bian's approval, Jojo began to open one by one the buttons of Bian's shirt. And when he was about to open Bian's pants, Jojo fell silent for a moment.


"Cook diem, Yank? It hasn't been opened yet?!" Bian pointed at his pants.


Jojo grimaces, shy.


"Don't be shy. I belong to you now. Want you anything tonight, I'm resigned, Yank!"


Red cheek Jojo heard the slurping Bian. Suddenly Bian pulls Jojo on the nape and kisses her lips, gently.


Jojo kisses Bian.


For a moment Bian let go of his kiss and looked into Jojo's eyes.


"I want you to believe that my love is only for you, Yank! Forever, until the end of my life!"


Bian kissed Jojo on the lips again, and this time it was longer, warmer, and more exciting. Jojo started to get carried away. Bian's tongue forced into Jojo's mouth, and playing there made Jojo almost droopy to accept the sensation that so membuubuuannya.


Bian's lips moved to Jojo's neck. And back into action by making abstract paintings in several places, around Jojo's neck.


Bian's hand was no longer conditioned, guerrilla all over Jojo's body. Starting from the nape, chest, to Jojo's ass.


"Akhc! By?!"


"Patience, Hank! We'll play games first, okay? The shower!"


"God!"


Jojo's sigh increasingly makes Bian encouraged to make Jojo subjugated. I don't know since when Bian made Jojo's body plain without a thread. I don't know in which corner Bian threw away Jojo's shirt, also the pants he was wearing earlier.


With greedy Bian sucking pu**ng pa***ra Jojo, until Jojo jolting great because of the sensation it causes.


"By, I. I don't want to.in the room..."


Without releasing her mouth from Jojo's twin hills, Bian lifts Jojo's tiny body and takes her to bed. He gently lowered his wife's body and he continued his game.


After being content to play around, while his lips kissed in Jojo's lips, Bian began the action.


"Akhc! Shhh!"


Finally, that's what should happen. Bian, who had been fasting for a long time in sex after his first wife died, now seems to want to fully enjoy his fast in touching his new wife's body.


"Thank you, Yank! I'm happy to have you!" Bian peeked Jojo's long forehead at the end of his game.


Bian then slammed into his body, lying next to Jojo who immediately hugged him and lay spoiled on Bian's chest.


"Together, By! I'm glad we could enjoy both."


Bian smiled in satisfaction while stroking Jojo's hair.


"Do you like my body, Yank?" bian asked as Jojo continued to rub his chest that field.


"He-uh! You're so hot, By!" jojo replied, honestly.


"Where's the same sex as Andi?"


Jojo lifted his face, looking at Bian.


"hey are. I don't know your late husband."


Jojo keeps her body away from Bian, but Bian pulls her back until Jojo hugs her again.


"I just want to know, Yank. Don't be mad, will you?" wheedle Arbyan.


Jojo took a long breath.


"My ex line is all sexy. No one is hugging. Pleased?!"


Bian smiled amusedly.


"Now replace me with the name" said Jojo.


"What's? Do you want to ask which section you're my wife's late?" guess Bian.


"So. I know I'm a lot uglier than Dira's mom. I just want to know if you've got an ugly, skinny wife, an item like mine?"


Bian laughing. Then he let out a soft Jojo's head.


"To me you are incomparable, Yank. You're the prettiest, the best, the sexiest, and! I've never felt this big!"


Jojo sneers.


"Your womb, By.. It's getting worse!"


"I'm not a tombal, Yank. I'm telling the truth. I really enjoyed tonight because I always imagined it could be like this just like you. And now all my fantasies have come true. You my wife is mine now, and forever." - Bian, to be honest.


Jojo blushed in shame. She put her face to her husband's chest, then rubbed it.


"Yank?"


"Hm."


"Don't get beat up?"


"What?" Jojo looked up, looking at Bian not understanding.


"I want more!"


Bian blinked one eye, teasing Jojo.


Jojo smiled and nodded. "Come on!"


With the spirit of four five Bian again repeated his action for the umpteenth time. Tonight Bian was completely satisfied to finish his wish. And he was happy because his tiny wife was able to keep up with his game.


"I'm glad to have a sparing opponent like you, Yank!"


"meaning?"


"It turns out you're great not only in your life, but in bed, Yank!"


Heeee!


Jojo nyengir's.


"Where do you say that, By? It's delicious! You're the lure pinter!" jojo said, timidly.


Bian smiled as he peeked at Jojo's long forehead.


"I love it, Yank. That means you're satisfied with me."


"Yes, that. You're my husband, and you're the sexiest in my eyes!" tombal Jojo's.


Bian smiled happily. His soul seemed to float flying hearing Jojo's words. He felt very appreciated and needed Jojo.


"I want us every night like this, Yank!"


"Aren't you tired?"


"By being content and happy with you, there will never be a tired word in my heart."


Jojo chuckles.


"For me, what is it for your own sake?" ask Jojo, amused.


Bian grinning, shy.


"Where are you going?" bian asked as Jojo got out of bed, walked towards the bathroom.


"Mandy! My body is sticky, dry. I can't sleep with gini."


"Follow!" Bian ran towards the bathroom.


And they took a bath together. (in the sense of a real shower huh? Don't peres!🀭). Mutual guyur, soap each other, and rub each other's backs alternately. After that they slept because of fatigue.


author: how not tired, almost one episode of the contents play only. πŸ˜‚


Tian : πŸ•ΊπŸ•ΊπŸ•Ί


author: understand, deh. Who has just broken the fast. Nambah mulu!


Bian: don't be a sirik! It's time to open up to the sweet ones. Wkwkwk 😜😜😜


author : Mesenge!! πŸ˜’πŸ˜’