Bojomu My spirit

Program Started

Satisfied to accompany Arya to work, although she does not know what Arya said to friends and people around her, Ajeng still spelled slowly and tried to read from the look on his face.

Tomorrow they will return to the homeland because the results of Arya's examination have gone out and confirmed the bird is safe to produce children, it feels impatient before returning home, Arya said his wife.

Meanwhile, Ajeng focuses more on foreign language learning activities, it just so happens that Arya has female colleagues who used to help foreign workers here, every day Ajeng to the office and go home to the apartment unit he is still learning, there is no room for Arya to play her bird beat until it can really be said to be healed.

"Dear, he misses you." Arya pull and move it into her lap.

"Yes, Ajeng knows. Is he healthy?"

"Udah dong, even if I use it now, can be guaranteed to get pregnant next month, Dear. Steady and mighty I, once spewed thousands of seeds swimming to your womb, I swear!"

This is if by the way there is no filter yes like this, there is always making Ajeng hot cold.

"Mas, anyway guaranteed safe first, tomorrow we want to go home, not because he is sick again, continue not to go home, you are treated again, Ajeng do not want to loh!"

"Try it first, dear. Kan, don't know he's sick or not if not tried, I used solo career can kok-" opps, he's lekeplosan.

Solo career is a term that Arya has explained to the wife, without babibu, Ajeng directly hit her husband's thigh, it has been said there he is now, yes still likes to play alone.

"No one's a shadow, Dear... just lo, really!"

"Ajeng does not believe at all, if you still want to play alone, Ajeng males invited bag-"

"Dear, shhhh. I promise, okay!" Arya kissed the manyun's lips briefly. "Gue promise, don't get mad at me, okay!"

Ajeng nodded slowly, he also hugged the man in front of him, the young man actually because he was older, moreover, Ajeng had to turn his head hard.

Arya lifted Ajeng's chin, she blinked flirtatiously. "So, later malem can dong trial hiak-hiaknya, Dear. kangen soan, yes...."

"Yes, if it hurts to say!"

Arya nodded dozens of times, she will not miss the night, she will make her room smoldering, full of Ajeng's moans asking for mercy on her, yes must be so if she is making love.

Especially now that the goal is the presence of children, Arya will not delay again, she wants Ajeng to soon become the mother of premium quality seeds, it is, and he would be a lucky father to have successfully fertilized a pure egg, without ever being torn apart by another burst.

Arya perfumes prepare, she wants so Ajeng approached her, at home she hugged the meeting, do not want far until the release they get repeatedly.

"Dear, I love you, beware yes I stay a job daft, love you."

Ajeng nodded, the whipped bird otherwise he was sure that there would continue to sulk and not want to work, Ajeng's job here must make Arya want to work.

Some souvenirs have been bought, he hopes everyone will like it, although not expensive items, but there is the identity of this beautiful country.

"Eh, yes.I forgot not to drink milk pregnant preparations, must drink it so that I myself am ready. Later Malem must be made tired, know himself he has a long fast, duuhhh...nothing yet I have tremors, do not get to me who entered the hospital, maybe later even!"

Ajeng immediately pulled out the milk powder that you gave him, he was brewed immediately, before Arya arrived and knew he was shaking if he drank milk, it was like vomiting, not like drinking pure milk.

"Huek, I've been drinking this for a month it's like being pregnant myself." Ajeng grumbled, she had to be strong for the sake of wanting to be with Arya, having a lot of little Arya.

***

The program begins, Arya has got the green light from the doctor and all the information states she is ready to do fertilization.

The look in his eyes seemed like he wanted to eat Ajeng to the bones, not to mention his body that was left partially open, only wearing a thin boxer that from a distance can be guessed what the contents are as big as what.

Oh, my gosh, Ajeng shakes, she feels old here, maybe fit so granny, her co-star is still very fresh and fit.

"Dear, take off her clothes!"

"Now, Mas?" kan, she became a virgin again it feels, embarrassed and afraid to undress in front of Arya, not brutal anymore.

"Yes, now. You see this the favorite whipped bird you've woken up, he saw and heard the voice you've been directly respectful, long fasting, Dear.he's getting hotter!"

Waduh, Ajeng tremors at the wrong time.

Ajeng unbutton his shirt slowly, this is not about to make love, but he felt like an impromptu suicide, he gave up his life.

"Mas, duuhhh, I'm going to go back to the chapter, what?"

"Dear, can't dong, it's already on this, want to enter the factory!" Arya pulled Ajeng's hand forcibly, he turned it until Ajeng's back hit his chest open, with a quick movement, Arya stripped Ajeng's clothes until the remaining cramat horse glasses in the big soft part. "Sexy, she's been left behind for a long time, wanting to eat!"

"Auu, don't get bitten, Mas!"

Ajeng could only close his eyes repeatedly while feeling his body that was soon destroyed, no matter how many marks Arya made on his neck and chest, it was certain he was a leopard just coming home from the sun, half-blank.

Ajeng's two hands occasionally grabbed Arya's hair that was cool playing in the gap of his thigh, he was willing to moan and sigh, but trying to hold it, afraid the neighbors heard.

Uh, this isn't in the village, Jeng!

"Aaaaaaaaahh, don't do it!"

Arya lifted her face, she knew Ajeng was powerless with his attack, even the peak was Ajeng reached first, with his hunting breath, Ajeng tried to compensate for Arya's kiss, Arya's kiss, returning a loving gaze and longing for Arya the whipped bird.

While down there, Arya relentlessly provoked Ajeng's passion through the friction he created, making Ajeng bite his lower lip until numb, holding back the moans that finally escaped.

"Now or later?"

"Now," Ajeng replied, he wanted to explode, he wanted to be stabbed even he was ready.

But, Arya deliberately stalling the time, she again made a game down there, accelerating her very expert friction until Ajeng asked for mercy.

He asked again. "Dear, now I'm in or later?"

Ajeng could not answer, this tortured him, was excruciating, he could only groan and nod faintly, the sign he wanted now that the big thing was making his body full.

One month without touching her husband, it feels like a costly virgin she, but because of the friction, her legs are wide open, she is ready to be yanked out to get pregnant quickly.

His pleading face makes Arya pity, since it was actually Arya was not strong as well, but he wanted to give the best service for Ajeng who was willing to follow him here.

"Dear, I'm in!"

Ajeng puffed up as his body felt full, his lips opened, he felt a foreign object greeting him a little sore, like something was torn again.

"Lo kayak virgin again," said Arya, so it's true that Ajeng felt, Arya just to say so. "Crazy, I can lose if you're narrow gini, Dear .." frenzied as you keep moving.

I don't know, Ajeng can't answer, she just according to what her husband did, anyway they both long to roll without a thread like this, it's enough to feel the medical process, anyway, longing to nurture in the chest.

Arya helps Ajeng stand up, turn Ajeng's body until he can try a new style, more and more equally tormented, but no one wants to lose and end here.

"Dear, I'm willing" he said, the warm lava has filled Ajeng's womb, his second breath is hunting, but there is no sign of an end here.

After being felt enough, Arya carried Ajeng to the dining room, he sat on the table, opened the legs were wide and he circled around the waist, Ajeng looked at Arya full of cravings, they both want it here.

Ajeng's two hands that had been draped around Arya's neck, now moved to Arya's face, he drowned and tried to get closer to his second forehead, the gaze deepened plus their lips were equally open.

"Eeemm, kiss me!"

Ajeng according, with a trembling body he raked Arya's lips greedily, offset Aryan movements down there, occasionally detached because he moaned powerless will beat that he received.

Keep and keep Arya pump, not enough there, he took Ajeng to the bathroom, he, leaning the body against the glass wall and raining it again as if Arya had a myriad of seeds for her to channel to Ajeng.

"Ma-maaasss, ud-already!"

"Hem, wait!"

Fast and torturous movements, he knew Ajeng was not strong anymore, his body was about to fall and just rested on Arya who hugged his waist.

Strong impulse and in Ajeng get, the most beautiful is when it happens, Ajeng heard Arya say love to him even though stammered while enjoying the release that exists.

Arya hugged the weak body, she took it to the bath and she helped take a bath, suddenly she just realized that the bird turned into a limp, lemes helpless.

"He's mostly vomiting, Dear. Ehehehehe, tomorrow again!"

Ajeng did not answer, too tired to make love like this, his opponent was very strong for him who easily cracked like a peyek.

"You sleep, Mas." whispered Ajeng.

"Yes, I want to help you sleep, hold on if I'm carrying!"

Ajeng. "My feet are squeaky!"

Rrapurrffffttt!!