Chased Love Om Duda

Chapter 102's

"Honey, I took Joe to his room. Why?" Ask Marvel.

"Joe slept well tonight" Kiran said.

"Eh,..eh,...why?" Marvel sat down next to his wife.

"It's okay. Mama wants to sleep in her room."

Marvel smiled broadly, looking at Kiran's face lustfully.

"You feel like you're done with the puerperium, right?" Marvel asked still holding back.

Kiran scratched her head not itchy, she who had not had sex for a long time felt a little afraid.

"Do not know ah. I'm sleepy!" Kiran tried to evade.

"Honey. Are you done yet?" Marvel started whining.

"Yes it's done. But,.I'm scared!"

"Fear why?"

"If you play like to make pain, I'm afraid of getting hurt again."

"Yes not dong. Aduuh,.mas has not changed oil for a long time. The machine's broken!"

"What's broken Vel?" Ask Mamah Dona who suddenly went into the room.

Suddenly the faces of Marvel and Kiran red held in shame.

"That's mah, anu. Marvel's car engine is broken. Marvel forgot to change the oil." Lying Marvel.

"You think what's broken!"

"Welcome to sleep in our room again?" Ask Marvel.

"So. Mom and Joe slept in my room. It's just grabbing Joe's blanket that's left behind." Mama Dona answered and then came out of the room.

"Oh my goodness. If you say that. Fortunately, the horror is less clear."

"You're the door to the room isn't closed!" Marvel moved from her seat to the door and closed it and locked it.

"Don't in the lock. If you want to go in, how about something?"

"Biarin. What's important is that now you want to cas aki first!"

Marvel immediately carried his wife up to the bed. Not yet any jumbo pencil Marvel has grown.

This man kissed, clenching his wife's lips wildly. Kiran was almost overwhelmed to face her husband.

"Buck, uh. Slow down!" Bisik Kiran's.

"Please take off your clothes!" Marvel took off all his wife's clothes. "Ah, so big and so chewy" said Marvel as he squeezed his wife's two hills.

"Dude,....!" Lirih Kiran spoiled.

Marvel keeps making out, obscuring all the places he misses.

The bed is no longer in form, Marvel is preparing to enter his Asian missile.

"Mas, I'm scared. How does it hurt...!"

"That's just your feeling, baby. I'll play slow."

Marvel again fondled, sucked and put a mark on his wife's chest.

Jamb.......

Without further ado, Marvel's pencil went into the bottle.

"Don't hurt?" Marvel Whisper.

This man instantly shook his body, back and forth up and down pumping.

Pluck,....mock.......

The friction of both of their skins makes a sound, plus the spoiled moaning sound makes Marvel even more crazy.

"Mas...I.....!!" Kiran's lips on her husband's kiss.

"Mas too.....!" Marvel whispered as if he understood what his wife meant.

Plok.....

Plaque...plaque.....

Keep pumping, making even more beautiful sounds.

Aaaaah..........

Iiiiiii..........

Marvel and Kiran spout each other's expired oil. The bodies of the two stiffened, the sound of moans re-echoing in this loving room. To bebey when Marvel left the bird in the cage.

"Bad weight. Come down aaah.....!! Kiran pushed the innocent body of her husband.

Marvel pulled out a blanket, covering their innocent bodies.

"Darling, by the way, have you?" Ask Marvel to worry.

"Yet!" Lying Kiran.

"What.....?" Marvel's face was stupefied. "Come to the bathroom, clean it now." Marvel rushed his wife to the bathroom. Kiran who saw her husband worried could only hold back her laughter.