Don't Blame Me

Don't Blame Me
Enjoyed and Humiliated



"What do ya-yang Mas want? Ki-ta in ... in the bathroom ...," asked Foryn with difficulty.


"I want you, honey," said Enrik.


"But ...." Foryn wants to deny. Didn't her husband last night get his wish with Ambar? Then why this morning again?


Ah, ja. Floryn almost forgot that Enrik was a bit over in that regard. Maybe it was the problem that made him unable to play with Ambar when he was serving out of town.


As much as possible, Foryn tried to refuse. The shadow of what her husband did with Ambar last night, still hurt her. Where could he possibly serve Enrik with that shadow.


But, Enrik's efforts were quite hard. He constantly gave Floryn encouragement so that the woman gave up and fell into his arms.


"Abakhh ... Mas ..," said Floryn as Enrik's blunt object began to look for its way.


"Thank you, dear ...," Enrik commanded gently. His own hand instantly lifted Floryn's left leg to climb onto the squat closet next to her.


Floryn couldn't resist. His body needs Enrik's in it immediately. With a position that was in accordance with Enrik's wishes, the man began to immerse his manhood in the property of Foryn.


Floren flicked his back. To hold off the beating of the broken in violently.


"Hahhh ... Mum ...." Foryn's eyes closed.


There were many things raging inside his chest. He felt good and humiliated at the same time. But the sense of Enrik's body inside him was so fitting. Floryn didn't want to stop the man.


"Faster, Mas ...," please Floren in the end.


Behind Foryn, Enrik smiled. He liked the request, and was happy to get it out.


"Acci ...." Floryn flinched with the push Enrik gave behind her.


"Yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!" Floryn squealed in shock as Enrik's fingers touched the center of her down there.


The fingers, which had been silent, now began to move gently. Then it was faster along with the voices that Foryn kept creating.


"You enjoyed it, didn't you?" ask Enrik in between his own busyness.


"He'eh. It's a pleasure ...," said Floryn who felt if the peak would arrive.


"Maaasss ... I want to sampaai ...," said Floryn with a breath that continued to hunt.


"I'm waiting for you, baby."


"Maaass ... aaakhh ...."


Enrik lowered Foryn's legs and twisted his wife's body. Without permission, he lowered his face and began to enjoy two twin mountains owned by Foryn. He enjoyed it alternately. As for Foryn, he could only bite his lower lip resisting the attack. His hand squeezes Enrik's hair as an impingement. Down there, the sensation on hers still hasn't subsided.


"I don't think you're going to serve me anymore, dear ...," whispered Enrik after he put his forehead against his wife's forehead.


Foryn could only close his eyes.


"Yes. In my heart, I no longer want your existence. Unfortunately, the body disagrees. I'm ashamed to admit it ...," Floryn's inner smell.


He knew Enrik was having an affair. But why does his body still want Enrik's? Floryn will never be mated. If Enrik prefers Ambar, divorce him fine. He doesn't want any trouble.


"Don't beat me up, Mom. Think of our son ..," said Floryn with her arms around her husband's nape.


Enrik frowned. It seems he was confused by the sentence Floryn just now.


"Recipose you? You're not going to have any end, honey. How am I gonna fuck you? Hey ... don't think a no-no," said Enrik then dipped the top of Floryn's head.


Floryn who was down, even shed tears. He was very disappointed with that figure. Enrik has changed. I don't know when the forbidden relationship between the two has been going on.


"Mas, I have to take a shower. We've been here a long time. I'll be late" said Foryn, trying to get away from Enrik.


However, before Floryn steps away, Enrik attempts to get a kiss from his wife. Unfortunately, Floryn continued to avoid and immediately occupied himself with soap that he had poured on his own body.


"I want to be bathed ..," whispered Enrik who seemed to be unconcerned about Floryn's refusal.


By force, Foryn complied with the request. Enrik is a stubborn man. He will not give up on his will. He will stop if he wants to.


Floryn began to apply soap on Enrik's body, but the man instead brought Foryn's hand to come down and touch his.


"Bow him alone" Enrik pinta.


Floryn's face was hot. It seems Enrik deliberately tortured his wife even longer. Immediately, Floryn cleaned the thing with soap in her hands.


After a while, Enrik placed his hand on Floryn's head. He stroked Floryn's forehead gently with his thumb.


"Why did Honey make him wake up again?" ask Enrik with a big smile.


"Mas .. please do ...."


Seriate.