
The next day the rose is still on sale. His body seemed to crumble dimly with the game Djiwa. His voice was hoarse and almost no sound came out. It's all over because all night Djiwa keeps fucking her.
The rose was exhausted but her heart was satisfied. My husband was not the first for her. Mas Pur was the one who snatched his crown first. Roses do not want to compare but Roses admit, Djiwa stamina is extraordinary.
Mas Pur did his duty as a husband, but rarely made the Rose achieve satisfaction. Unlike Djiwa, his body knows how to react to every touch that Djiwa gives.
Although tired, the body of the Rose never refused when Djiwa invited him to unite. Roses always achieve satisfaction. How many times do they want to do it, the rose is always satisfied.
The handsome man was sleeping beside her. His chest rose and fell with a soft snoring sound sign that the owner was asleep. Roses are tired and want to sleep but unfortunately miss the beautiful scenery in front of him.
Her husband is a model now. Handsome, tall, sturdy and satisfying. Roses are afraid to touch the core of her husband, afraid to wake up and invite him to have fun again.
The arms of Djiwa are made into pillows by the Rose. The rose covered the innocent body of Djiwa with a blanket but the sultry Soul took it off. The rose continued to look at the muscular flat stomach that had been above his body.
"Mas Djiwa must have been a farmer who worked hard in the village. His stomach is flat and muscular. Just like in Korean dramas, "the Rose.
The rose drew closer and embraced the soul. Fragrant perfume Djiwa very Rose likes. The tired rose quickly fell asleep.
The rose awakens and does not find the soul next to it. He heard the sound of people cooking and the smell of cooking was smelled. The hungry Rose's body screamed for filling.
Rose put on her clothes and went to the kitchen. "What cooking bags?" ask Roses.
"My dear is awake! We fried chicken for breakfast. Mas see in the refrigerator there is still ungkep chicken yaudah Mas fried only. Do you want to take a shower or do you want to eat?" ask Djiwa.
"Reverse, Mas. I should have made Mas eat and asked, Mas want to take a shower first or eat directly?" sahut Roses.
Djiwa. "What's wrong. We spent our first day and night. Your voice just got hoarse. Let me just get ready. You take a shower, we have breakfast!"
Roses according. He went into the bathroom and took a bath. He recited the obligatory bath prayer and cleaned his body. The rose saw many traces of romance last night on her body. Djiwa is wild, no tired. The rose is like that too. He achieved satisfaction many times a night.
The rose came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her body. Her hair was wet after shampooing. The fake Guccai-branded towel that the Rose wore made the Soul upset. The soul of the time was given the Rose but the towel fell out and stuck to his wet body. As a result, Rendi had to deliver a new towel for Djiwa.
The eyes of the Soul continued to stare towards the Rose. Like a wolf staring at a lamb without blinking. The soul wants to pounce on the Rose again but pity because the Rose must be very hungry.
"Let's have breakfast!" bring Djiwa.
The rose that had changed into breakfast clothes together with Djiwa. Roses are starving because since yesterday they continue to wrestle with a passion that never goes out.
"Open your mouth." Djiwa feeds the Rose so touched by the attention of Djiwa.
"Now I'm the substitute who feeds Mas yes," said Roses. They kiss each other and laugh happily.
After breakfast, Djiwa and Rose wash the dishes together. They enjoy spending time together while watching TV. FTV is the Rose of choice. Djiwa who has not watched soap operas for a long time to enjoy the show from the 14 Inch tube TV.
"What yes? It's up to you" replied the Rose.
"Wouldn't I buy you a diamond or an expensive bag? Do you want to go abroad too?" tanya Djiwa is serious but is instead laughed at by the Rose.
"Diamond? Traveling abroad? Ha ... ha .. ha .. aamiin, Mas. Great, my husband, just worked can buy me an expensive bag and travel abroad? I accept the prayer. May my prayers be granted to God" said the Rose.
Little smiling soul. If the Rose knew that he could make his words happen in one flick of a hand. Unfortunately, the show has to continue. Djiwa will make the Rose look appropriate when taken to meet his parents. For this reason Djiwa will work hard to advance the efforts of the Rose.
"My words just think of it as a whip. Who says we can't make it happen? Everything can happen if there is a will and effort. If the will without effort is like a person fantasizing, there will be no form, but if accompanied by the effort of God will be realized," said Djiwa motivates. Djiwa has often been asked to be a motivator for young business people, Djiwa expert.
"Your words are cool, Mas. I wanted to make my dream come true" said Rose.
"What is your dream?" ask Djiwa while gently stroking the Rose hair.
"I want us to have our own house, so that we do not need to contract every month" replied Rose.
"Home only?" ask Djiwa.
"Yes. Too grandiose is my dream?" ask the Rose.
"Oh no, I was surprised because your dream is not like other people who want to travel abroad, have a sports car and a lot of money."
Smiling roses. "I'm married just as you're happy, Mom. I don't want to dream sky-high. Falling will die, not hurt anymore. If my dreams can still be measured by my abilities, at least if it hurts a little but I can still wake up again."
The soul felt slapped with the answer of the Rose. Motivators like Djiwa, who are respected by many young business people, even lost to the answers of former Widow Bohay like Roses.
"Yes. You're correct. But I want you to dream a little higher. Don't be afraid of falling, there is Mas who will protect you now. Mas will keep you from falling and can reach another higher dream, will you?"
Roses nodded. "Now. So, what do we do now?"
The soul smiled meaningfully. "Since you're full and well rested, how about we continue our activities last night? After that, we start thinking about our dream plan, okay?"
"Ah, Mother. I can't possibly refuse, right? The sins!" said Rose while blushing in shame.
"Ih Neng Roses make Mas gemes deh. Can you pinch that one?" djiwa Goda.
"Where is that?" The rose pokes the Djiwa with a centile.
"Pointing in the room! Let's go!"
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