Boss, Mate!

Bobbolt

The day is getting late, but a girl is still reluctant to get out of the bathroom. He was busy looking in front of the mirror. To make the man who had laid himself on the kingsize bed was worried.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

"Riss! What are you doing again?" shouted Daffa as he knocked on the door.

There was no answer from inside. And that made Daffa even more worried. Once again Daffa knocked on the door.

"Ris, are you sleeping?" shouted again.

"Ris, get out! It's late at night, you catch a cold again." he cried again. But there is still no answer from inside.

"What's the kid inside? Is it possible to sleep? Or, let's not let him faint again." muttered Daffa monologue himself.

"Ris, open the door. Don't be scared! Not funny, you know? Cepet open the door!" he said again by banging on the door.

Because he was too worried, to imagine something happening to his little wife. He was forced to break down the bathroom door.

Brakk!!!

Just when the door was pushed by the body, just then Riska opened the door, until...

Bruck!!!

The two men fell together, with Daffa overrunning the body of the wife. Daffa's hands were reflexive, holding Riska's head and waist that almost kissed the floor.

The deg!

The two were glued with eyes locking onto each other. Not just the smell of soap, which is able to evoke something down there, but the appearance of Riska is suddenly different today.

"Are you okay?" daffa asked decided on their gaze.

Riska was about to wake up, until Daffa agreed to stand up straight. Daffa stared in disbelief at Riska's current appearance. The thin cloth used by the girl, successfully made him swallow his saliva strongly.

The stared Riska bowed her gaze. Shame about his own appearance. 'Good, shame! Then I change my clothes again.' grunts in my heart.

"Emmm... A, I'll change clothes!" quickly Riska was about to turn around, but Daffa's hand immediately intercepted her. Even Riska's body turned around and crashed into that sturdy body.

The deg!

Again and again, Riska's heart was pounding fast. The science he learned from the temperature really made him a heart gymnast. How not, Daffa's gaze managed to make his hair bristle instantly. Afraid? Sure oes. This was the first time for her to turn herself in, to carry out her duties as a wife according to the instructions of Kia.

The girl's chewy and rancid object was so challenging in the eyes of Daffa, that without warning he grabbed it. Gently rubbing it feeling. Riska was a little hesitant to return the treatment. But gradually, he can balance it. Even Riska's hand moved to the neck of Daffa.

Felt get a reply from his wife, Daffa did not waste it. Has his rat delayed from the first night was no longer able to be restrained. Moreover, He recalled Aska's message to be able to break into tonight, making him excited to do so.

He led his wife's body to the bed, laying down the tiny body, until he supported her. Without removing the increasingly demanding pagutan. Slowly but surely, the thin cloth of the wife's body was released. Not the big fruit he's ever seen in those adult films. But the cute-sized fruit that actually looks demanding is plastered in front of his eyes.

"I'm ashamed brother!" Riska quickly closed those two precious assets with both of her arms.

Too embarrassed for him to be naked, especially in front of a man. Her cheeks were red with eyes bowed in shame. Daffa smiled, He forgot who his wife was. The girl who is still so innocent. He had to be so patient with it.

"It's okay, we're husband and wife. You can also see your sister's body." said Daffa who then removed the tight t-shirt attached to his body.

He took his wife's hand and brought her to his chest. It certainly makes Riska's eyes rounded staring at Daffa.

"Touch! What's inside your sister is yours."

Daffa again grabbed the slightly open lips, obscuring every contents inside. His hand moved to play the tiny fruit that was plastered earlier.

Riska who has just got a touch of her sensitive area, certainly feels an incredible sensation. Curiosity and want to be touched more successfully chanting melodious and sexy tones that increasingly challenge Daffa.

Hearing the sound of the wife's voice, made Daffa more wild. His lips walked through every curve of that tiny body. Until somehow since when the fabric of their bodies has been released scattered uncertain direction.

"Can?" whispered Daffa with a hunting breath and only taken Riska with the same breath.

Daffa tried to direct the jack who had stood up from earlier, greeting the lady who was wet. Trying to break through the small cave that is still original, until screeches are heard from Riska's lips.

"A. A... Sick Brother!" pekik Riska's.

"Hold ya, just for a second. Nor will it!" balas Daffa tried to calm down.

"But it hurts Brother! That sure it won't rip?" chirps Riska grimacing in pain.

"Nobody. You believe the same brother. It'll be good." refer to Daffa.

"No, what's wrong, huh? Same who?" tanya Riska felt unacceptable if her husband was experienced in breaking into a foul.

"Yes not! That's what people say. This is the first one for Brother as well." reply Daffa.

"But ka-"

The cup!

"We go on, this gig!" pinta Daffa after cutting Riska with a kiss.

"But it hurts Brother!" risk Protest.

"This has already happened, only his head. We try to continue yes, who knows the longer the more delicious." reply Daffa.

"But-"

"Akhh!!!"

Because already, Daffa was increasingly pushing his weapons of pride deeper to stifle the miss below. Hot wind feels smoldering from the lovebirds who are now in touch.

"Where? What hurts? Sorry yes!" regret Daffa.

In fact, his curiosity was higher than pity when he saw a tear from his wife. He kissed the whole face as a sign of his apology.

Riska who was also curious, and remembered Kia's advice on sin, just nodded resignedly. Hope everything will turn out as good as they say.

"You're relaxed, don't be tense! We do it slowly." said Daffa and embraced by Riska.

Daffa again grabbed Riska's lips, to give peace to the wife who looked tense. Not forgetting his hand moved back to play the tip of the tiny fruit, until the sexy voice was again bounced from Riska's lips.

Daffa began to move his body. Digging out the tempo that began to lead them to nirvana. Until a second the jack will spout the seeds. Suddenly Riska pushed Daffa's body, until Daffa rolled aside.

"Why?" daffa asked in surprise mixed with annoyance. Because he almost reached the top, his concentration must be just like that.

"We forget something."

"What?"

"The cocoon!"

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