Divorced for Fatty

Chapter 69: That sepulos?

Hana was forced to let go of lip pagutan on purpose. Indicators of oxygen levels in his lungs were thinning. He gasped for breath because Kelana just kept frowning without giving it time to take a breath. And instead of feeling guilty, the man who was still the basis for the seat even smiled as if he was proud of what he had just done.

“Why hold your breath? You want to die?” Ask Kelana with a wide grin. He grabbed Hana's lips again and this time was different from the one before. The man did it gently, even Hana smiled because this is what she wanted since earlier – a softness.

Hannah started enjoying what they were doing. He even now dares to wrap his arms around Kelana's neck. They make out again still in the same work chair. But this time they both did something more. Kelana's hands began to squeeze the chest of the crazy Hana, until the woman closed her eyes.

“Can we do it here?” tanya Kelana whose net is filled with a fog of desire wants to make love.

“If you want,” replied Hana with a face full of resignation. He realized that he would now or later still Kelana would ask for it from him. The man's missile was already piercing his thigh, obviously if not released immediately could explode and Hana was afraid to melt the mood of the husband and his boss.

“How could I not want to? I've been patient for a long time.”

Kelana stroked Hana's cheeks gently, until the woman grabbed and kissed the back of her hand affectionately. Never once thought by Hana she would be able to feel love again and this time with such a great man she thought. A man who accepts his widow's past.

Got approval, Kelana did not hesitate to start unbuttoning Hana's shirt. He did it quickly but there was no rush, after which he took off Hana's breastplate and saw two defiant bare hills. To find treasure, Kelana's eyes are like shining stars. Without needing to ask for any more approval, she rubbed against Hana's chest and squeezed out one of them. He was really happy, playing the two hills simultaneously and making Hana hiss. His wife raised her head and squeezed the back of her head. Although a bit sick, but what Hana did even more makes him excited to do more.

Kelana took off the fungus and now targeting Hana's neck that looks white, she even sucked it and made Hana grimace. The woman again sizzled and then closed her neck that had just been wiped by her husband.

“Ah ... red ‘kan? how do I cover it when I get home?”

“We go home after everyone comes home,” Kelana replied casually, she asked Hana to come down from above her lap just to open her pants.

“Are you not sore?”

Hana's smile appeared, she even shifted her body so that Kelana had enough space under her feet. He bit his lower lip when he saw the already tense Kelana missile coming out of the garage. Hana even looked away and her mind began to compare the size of the missile with Bagas sea cucumber.

“I'm crazy,” muttered Hana in heart. His eyes could not escape the weapons that would make him feel the pleasures of the heaven of that world. Hana is sure, Kelana is not an amateur, even though her husband said he had never done that but he believes every man must have the instinct to fertilize.

And sure enough, without giving Kelana's cue to slide her missile into the trench of marihana. Hana could only screech without making a sound, she felt a great sensation after three years of untouched troughs.

Hana clearly heard Kelana sigh and started to stomp her horn. He let the man enjoy his body on the work sofa which began to creak as the beat given accelerated.

They realize they are doing it where they hold the sound that almost darted out of the lips. Hana even felt herself about to explode due to the insistence of the Kelana missile. Really, it would really be the biggest explosion if it continued like this.

Hana was speechless, as was Kelana who felt the sensation of being squeezed down there. All they thought about was enjoying it while sighing thinly. Until finally the pleasure they hope to get.

However, Hana was astonished when Kelana let go of her missile and instead spouted cold lava between her crazy chest.

“Why? why not inside?” ask Hana astonished.

“Di videos so.”

“Gosh Kelana, I know you're not that innocent.” Hana patted the jidat then laughed amusedly. “Why do you practice it exactly the same?”