Love Me Please, Uncle Camat

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" sir..."

Om Za's eyes weaken me, worry ..between fear and want ..I bite my lower lip, I bite,

" but Salwa was afraid, bang "my great-granddaughter, my heartbeat was not because it was tight like a sandal balm that was uber citizens.

" slow promise !" his voice was already raucous holding a muscle that had hardened down there, maybe it was time I gave what was right Om Za, but soon I will pass.

I took a breath and nodded, Om Za who was already very foggy touched my sensitive point as if knowing which one was the weakness of a woman , it was only natural that he was mature enough to know something like this.

_____________18+ bocil no tengok until it meets the line _____________________________________________

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My fine fur bristles, touch makes me weak instantly, helpless ..I don't realize since when all the sheets that cover my body have been lying scattered...

" bang , Salwa is ashamed !!" my great-grandfather's overripe tomato-like face crossed both my hands on his chest as his face turned away.

" you must get used to it from now on ..."

I saw the scene in front of me, the near-perfect creation of God, I swallowed my salivary heavily.worship but also fear . Imagine a stocky body,, the model of advertising L-men milk if according to Acha, suddenly ni*ndihku is not so big , my body does contain but when compared to Om Za , looks like after this I'll have to go to the masseuse.

Seeing the look on my scared face, om Za immediately approached and explored me from the tip of the hair to the end of the legs, giving a reassuring look if this would not be as scary as that .

Long bib*irnya landed on bi*birku, so now his hands also join guerrilla down every curve of my body sometimes make me creep.Salah can no longer refuse ...

" sweet !!" he said then took another sip letting me enjoy it without having to catch my breath like a man who almost drowned in the open ocean.

His hands reached my crazy twins who were dense but not large, the right size for a teenager who was ripe ranumnya.

True said the person, if doing so far can no longer stop enough until there, then halal label is needed.

playing, tasting and sipping her like something new is fun, until.....

" aaaawwwwhh !!!" apparently the trick above covered the ulterior intention in the lower area, my hand gripped his back until slightly clawed, fortunately I still hold a brilliant student understanding by cutting short my fingernails and feet, ' he said ,clean it up Om Za's back does not have to bleed blood like a werewolf claw.

This mature man has managed to tear the membrane* that I have been guarding for 18 years... Om Za gave me a pause to breathe, his thumb stretched out erasing the trail of tears that were on the tail of my eyes .

" the pain is only for a moment" he said calms me and then kisses my forehead .

" it hurts, bang !!" rangbuku .

After it felt enough for me he continued his activity to move back the hot bed.received a peak of pleasure*he had never felt until the age of almost 31 years old, our sweat fused ,I don't know how many times the release of seedlings superior Om Om kece this storm, but as if not enough for him.

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" thank you..," he answered in the standard language, already rich 70s movie scene,until the dawn of the Adhan woke me up, what I said last night, sure my body will hurt, it looks like my bones crumpled like a chicken soft bones.

With a hand holding the blanket so as not to sag I tried to get up and sit down, just that the forbidden area I felt there was pain and pain there .

Lion-like hair that never sidelined and leopard-like body with a purplish red pattern, complete already the appearance of this tiger demon.

My hand stretched out to pick up the clothes that were lying on the floor of the room. Om Za is distracted by my movements.

" sal..." call him in a typical waking voice, I turned to him "yes bang??" , Om Za rubbed his face rough to gain full consciousness.

" here help brother ...!" the answer is, if I think that Om Za is also a jar I'm wrong , he wears his shorts and sweatshirt.

" cheating brother !!" look at me like a garong cat.

" why??" his question grabbed me and with a single blow carried me who was still wrapped in a blanket in his carrying .

" when you've worn Salwa clothes is still a jar !!" my sarcasm grit my rapping teeth about to bite the handsome pinocchio's nose like a piranha but he dodged.

" you go to sleep, bad branches wake you up very cape cape "he replied with a face that still has a pillow face, my Pharaoh is indeed incomparable ,I still wake up handsome alone let alone have a bath beuhhh. dove aja ampe kepentok tile home people time again fly.just be tired , Om Za only gave a short pause for me, then he broke again my energy that had left the rest.

" brother also has the heart to make Salwa rich gini !!" my answer leads to my body , my appearance is like a tiger jejadian, he chuckles "luck, baby.but brother still wants ,sal...!!" whispered.

" engga !! " pushu .

" Salwa wants to go to school bang , then until at Salwa tepar school , will be in vain ..mau ngapain also at school if only for a tepar numpang ." I replied at length.

" give me permission !!" he said casually, since when the usually wise father of Camat became a teacher who misled his students.

Om Za dropped me under the shower and took off the blanket

" what do you want ??" I hold the blanket

" with !!!" push me hard as a rock.

" Salwa can be alone, branch out !! salwa abis is the same brother !!" my answer pushed Om Za who even laughed.

" brother just want to help sal.ikhlas!!" chortling .

I pushed the wall "Salwa who is sincere !!!" peekkiku .

"blueghh !!" I closed the door a little hard .

" don't you guys just collapse the door ??!" kekeh Om Za teases from outside the bathroom, but I don't mind.

I push the hot water button so that the water that comes out is warm water, hoping to meet it gives me new energy also relaxes my muscle muscles.

While I was bathing, cleaning up all the dirt that was stuck on my body, the sweat that was mixed with the sweat Om Za ,he cleaned the bed while waiting for a clean turn.

Her lips pulled upwards remembering the struggle last night , sometimes the spoiled whimper coming out of my mouth made her even more excited and foggy 'she saw the fruity red liquid of her hard work last night on the bed sheet , ' she said ,then replace it with a new one.

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My eyes narrowed to look at Om Za, upset with the thud of my lips .

" why ??" her question was scooping the fried rice into her mouth.

" Salwa ga tau if the ends will be rich in circumcision manten...!!" my lament.

" uhuukk !!!" Om Za directly take drinking water .

" what do you mean ??" ask her .

" the road is rich there is a strange, already rich crab or robot.Manten circumcision is also rich so it is !!!" whether my brain gets a learning inspiration from where, which is clear my magic brain makes Om Za shake his head .

" your work is unfaithful, observing the person who abis su*natan" replied Om Za.

" do you need to allow it ??" her question, she wanted to be so , stay at home and re-roll themselves in the blanket like stuffing lemper ...

"Salwa there is a "make my answer .

" yes, finish your breakfast 6:30" said your husband

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" do you need to help class ??" ask Om Za when he arrived at the school gate.

" there is no need for Salwa is nothing" refused me who immediately grabbed the back of his hand and kissed him.

" yes, I'll pick you up "

" assalamualaikum hubby !!" my smile is wide like a rose in spring.

" wa'alaikumsalam dear !!"

I walked slowly, adjusting my path .. already rich mom abis lahiran aja ...

" yoooo!!!" Nur jumped up to surprise me from behind

" attagfirullah !!!" I stroked my chest

" almost my heart du*gem !!" my answer made Nur giggle.

" sal.... Why are you ??" asked Nur who looked strangely at my way of walking.

" are you sick sal ??"

I'm abis conceding !! I want it to be as honest as Acha but my mouth is locked tightly, Acha's bucket but I always trust her completely.

" ahh bergga kemaren from the condition of my feet just pegel, stand still!!" I replied, whether or not to believe my lies, I hope Nur's brain is not diluted and bumped now until he just agreed to my reasons.

" ohhh from the condition .." - He said, making me breathe a sigh of relief.

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In my hand now opens a book, but instead of reading or researching the lesson

which is being studied, my mind even imagines the scene last night, and managed to make me blush embarrassed just thankfully no one noticed, other than Nur..

" you're healthy, aren't you sal ??" whispered.

" o...!!" nur called me several times but I was busy with my own world.

" awwwhhhh !!" I complained when Nur pinched me.

"nur's pain!!" I rubbed the swab slightly reddened part .

" your ashes are rich people are not sane.smile smile yourself !!" nur replied, Once in a while her eyes were watching the teacher in front.

" i have nothing!!" my answer.

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Let alone from close to the end of the corridor that was a meter away just good looks Om Za already seen, Om Om mature man was waiting for me in front of his car ,his stiff hair remains still when blown by the wind, admittedly or not in any respect he is cool.mau it is a rectangular or hexagon triangle...

" brother !!" I screamed like a child to his father. The school is not too crowded because there is only XII class and that is almost all of them have gone home because my class happens to be the last one out.

I immediately hugged his possessive arm, his outstretched hand touching and stroking my cheek. Let people look at me and Om Za is weird, their opinions don't really matter to me the most important thing is how we feel in each moment ....