Died Marriage
Restaurants
"Him... Why go to the salon?" Nazeera.
Hena just smiled. "I don't know madam. I was only being mooted by Mr. Jaya."
Nazeera. As much as any woman bertnya anyway nil result.
After a long struggle, Hena sent the mistress to the car.
"Come with the driver, madam. Tan Jaya is waiting."
Hena opens the car door allowing Nazeera.
"Thank you."
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In other places, Jaya awaits the arrival of the heart. His heart was happy to await his arrival. Although this was empty through lunch.
"Darling...." Welcome Jaya to see her wife.
Nazeera sees a variety of romantic nuances. "Jay..." The surprised man closed his mouth.
Jaya responded with a smile extending her hand.
Nazeera received Jaya's hand. The woman could not say anything.
"Sit on my princess." He said after pulling one of the chairs.
"Hows it? Good not the surprise?"
Nazeera nodded then memeuked the husband before sitting down.
"There are still other surprises." His whisper licked Nazeera's earlobe.
"Jay..." Pekik Nazeera's.
"Don't ruin the mood dong." When he saw his wife he would be angry.
"Haha... Sorry."
Nazeera let go of her embrace and sat down in the chair she had prepared. Jay also sat down.
The sound of the piano is so beautiful adds to the atmosphere of beauty. "Jay..."
"Yank, can't you call him not a name?" His grunt.
"What do I call him?"
"Emmm... What is it." Jaya raises her eyebrows teasing Nazeera.
"Is this going to lunch or is it going to talk?" Dilute covered the nervousness that befell him.
"Call me baby, my husband, come on, love, love, so much."
Jaya glares. Why be a panggian to arab-araban? Not exactly typical of him. "Is there anything else that yank? The time he called it that." Gerrutu Jaya's. Not what. Jaya Hany felt less suited to the panggian because all she knew was panggian for those who are experts in religion. While he is a layman with religious knowledge. If the knowledge in business Jaya Alfredo becomes the first level.
"Abi." Pekik Nazeera's. "Haha."
"Have you." Although it sounded ludicrous, but he did not want to fight.
Avoiding is better than changing the mood.
"Eat the yank." Jay serves his wife. Sometimes he cheats. Not infrequently, there are jokes between the two until they finish eating.
"Yank, come with me." Jaya took the wife's hand somewhere.
"Where are we going?"
"To the mountain." Answer Jaya ambiguously. His eyes were not focused.
"Huh? With clothes like this?" Nazeera took it seriously.
"Huh? Nope. Hehe." Jay kissed the wife's lips.
Jaya dragged the wife. He really could not bear to vent the hot lava inside him.
"Yank. Can ya?" His permission. He's lost control. His mind is no longer focused.
"What the hell is Jay?"
"Nothing. Forget." Jay took her to one of the hotel rooms in the restaurant.
"Kok's in the room anyway?"
"According to my dear. What a hard thing." Jaya closed the door leading Nazeera in.
"But I am ughhh." Jaya immediately gagged Nazeera's mouth with a kiss.
Shocked Nazeera hit the husband's chest. But the man doesn't care. He wants his desire.
hosh hosh hosh
Nazeera took a deep breath. Jaya just looked at Nazeera expectantly.
"Darling..." Nazeera commented, Jaya once again kissed the brutal wife.
"Can ya?" His permission when be
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Sorry bru up..
Jan forgot to leave a trace...
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