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Reply Revenge Paid Nyicil

Jen stretched her body, tired after she was done helping Mama Desy pack the tools.

"Jen .. Sorry, you're so tired like this?" Desy embraced her ex-boyfriend fondly.

Jen shook her head. "Ngga really, Ma ... Jen even had to thank Mama for being patient with Jen."

"That's Mama's duty, son .. Now you rest, gih ...! It's malem too!" Desy rubbed Jen's cheek and kissed her. To her, Jen has always been like her own child since childhood.

"Mama too .. Good night, Ma!" Jen reciprocates Desy by hugging her. On Desy's side, it was like she was on her own side. Uh ... not ding! Her mother has lately often been angry not clear. Desy is her new mother.

Jen immediately went to her room, she intended to take another bath because her whole body was sultry and sticky. Her clothes were still at the bottom of the suitcase because there was no time to arrange into the closet. Jen's steps were light, she casually opened the suitcase.

He churned his suitcase to the bottom, where he thought there would be a blue Doraemon pajama, or a striking yellow one that contained the eyes of The Minions or Spongebob teeth that were smiling widely.

"Ohmaigos!" he cried as his hand reached something slippery and soft. He growled with his eyes closed, his hands squeezing the shirt. "Less asem terribly Naja .. time to use start?"

He did not see, nor did he pull the thin cloth, from his feelings he already knew how it was shaped. Removing the cloth, he switched to another outfit that Naja included there. Jeans and clothes that will make him sultry all night.

"Naja wants to roast me all night like ..," his sigh resigned. Jen—after breathing hard—finally ventured to see the contents of her suitcase. Lingerie of various models and colors plastered real there. "Crazy ...," he hissed.

Pulling the black one, Jen held it in plain sight. He immediately sighed and closed his eyes, the shadow of his body in a cloth made him shudder in horror. Even with the next shadow, making him bite his lips. Ouh .. that was very troubling.

"But it was yesterday .. So now there's no way he's doing it anymore. It's like that every day." Jen sneered until her head tilted. No matter what, he took a towel and went to the bathroom.

Jen was lucky, until he returned to the room again, he did not see anyone. He then took off one of the lingerie that he considered still polite. Thin but not transparent, in the form of very short pants with lace and tops with spaghetti straps and lace forming a low letter 'V. Beautiful peach color, he thought.

Jen raises the tanktop to the point of barely touching her neck, then goes up to Darren's little bed, and sits down cross-legged. The ritual of the night before bed is to play a cell phone, although it is now very quiet. Hiks, Jen's inner crying.

The first time he did was open his green app.

Naijka ....

Wish your night .. whispering uh ah.. wkwkwkwkwkwkwk!

"It's so brazen, anyway!" Jen bit her lips, she remembered how she had sent Naja a lot of clothes and various models that night.

"Revenge, what's the story?" reply Jen in her message after a long time of thought. Jen almost broke her body when her phone clanked again.

"Revenge paid nyicil .. wkwkwkwkwk!"

"Basar Naja ..," he growled while squeezing a cell phone in his hand.

Habits in this house are always securing property, including electrical pulses. After no more activity, most of the lights are turned off, leaving the headlights with the lowest wattage. That's Darren's job.

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Making sure everything was safe, he immediately went up to his room. The door didn't creak, until when he came in, Jen who was playing her phone didn't notice it.

Darren's eyes scattered with excitement, until his lips followed with a stretch of meaningful smile. The foam of his maleness began to gather and stand up just by looking at his fiercely beautiful mind. Sitting upright—though not welcoming him—on the mattress, like waiting for him. Darren desperately held his lips so as not to shout so excitedly.

He removed the sheath and placed it in a blue basket near the closet. She also let go of her skirt, intending to approach Jen with her boxer pants alone. But just one step away from the closet, he turned around.

Can tinker and bersamuk later .. failed happy donk, the Elmo!

He rushes to open the closet, then takes the shirt and wears it. Darren's pretty athletic body and his fair yellow skin are clearly visible in the mirror. Pretty ideal for a manly size, actually. But for the tail of Jen's eyes that deliberately glanced at her, it was ordinary. Far from standard. But still, he was pounding.

As Darren approached, Jen inched tightly to the wall, pulling her blanket to the chest. His eyes barked ferociously as Darren's body fell on the mattress.

"What?" asked her husband in astonishment.

"No ...." Jen shook her head and went back to playing her phone.

"Sleep, it's night ...!" edict Darren as he rolled his body to the side, his hands bending as the pedestal of his head. Looking at his wife.

Jen raised her eyeballs to look at Darren. "Not sleepy!" ketus answer. If she sleeps, she'll be under the same blanket. No, No ...!

"Not tired?"

"No, no ...!" jen answered with both shoulders raised. Unconcerned.

Hygiene ....

Hygiene ....

Hygiene ....

"You were smoking?" jen asked to break the sleepiness that hit Darren's eyes. The woman stuck her sharp gaze towards Darren.

"No! Why do you think so?" Darren pulled his body up. Sniffing his own body that slightly smelled of cigarette smoke.

"Where? Nothing, no. .. I don't smell anything!" elak Darren's.

Jen clucked, he threw his phone, dropped the blanket, then approached Darren who was glued to the remesable-looking hill. Darren tried to get rid of his dirty thoughts, but still his hands were itchy, until he clenched his hands.

Jen innocently approached Darren and sniffed a trace of the scent of cigarette smoke over Darren's body. The distance is too close, making Darren choked. He stiffened, until his breathing stopped. Even when Jen reached her neck, she closed her eyes.

Take this storm lady!

Jen distanced her face, pointing between Darren's neck and shoulder. "There ... So jan boong!"

Darren blinked, damn it! Jen's short and warm breath even made Darren close his legs.

You started, yeah, Jen!

"Where, the cigarette was in the mouth, Jen. Especially shoulders! Are you free? Or ngigo!"

"Ih .. there are yes, rich people ngeyel you, already know wrong still ngelak!" Jen brought her face closer to Darren's lips. Only when it was about to collide did it brake its pace. Even his position that was like a baby crawling made his part clearly visible.

Uh, why would I follow what he said, anyway? Why am I hooked?

Jen's bead eyes crawled up, and Darren was also looking at her with widened eyes. For a few moments the two men were glued.

Jen felt that she had made a mistake so she chose to step back slowly. However, Darren's hands swiftly restrained Jen's back head, then fused her lips.

Jen gnashed, she brushed the bedsheet underneath. Darren moved very gently as if asking for a reply from her. I swear, Jen's chest is like a drum.

"Why?" Darren let go of himself. He felt Jen tremble. Time is not used to it, is it? thought. Or maybe he doesn't want to anymore?

Jen gets more and more misbehaved, timidly he steals a glance towards Darren. "Yesterday, don't you, cook now want that again?"

Darren smiled widely faintly. "Yes, lovemaking must be every day, Jen. And the love in your heart for me began to bloom and grow. Like a plant, it must be watered and fertilized every day." Her hands stretched out to rub Jen's hair.

"But ... What if I can't love you?"

"It's not possible, but it won't."

Not to admit.

"You're so sure, Ren ..," Jen took this opportunity to slightly reorganize her position. A little more polite. Um.

"Because of what I have, I will never let go. Especially if I wanted it a long time ago. I've loved you and loved you since we were kids!"

"It could be that monkey love, Ren ...,"

"Love the monkey for just a moment, when you see another woman who thrills your heart, you turn away. But I don't, not even to the most beautiful woman in the universe. There's only you in my eyes and heart."

"Cih ... gombal!"

And Tamy? Basic guy emang jago stocking babalan.

Darren laughed, "It's up to you to judge me how .. I've been honest with you about how I feel."

"Prove it then .. Don't just talk about it!"

Jen's cynical glance made Darren raise his eyebrows. Anxious with Jen's lips that like to carelessly talk.

I buntingiin lo, you know the taste!

Darren quickly approached Jen. "You ask, I make it happen!"

Very quickly Darren grabbed Jen and slammed her into the bed. For a moment he looked at Jen's eyes which were round in confusion and anxiety.

"Silence and enjoy!"

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