My husband is my brother-in-law
Made In Office
Imran rubbed Kinan's back which was super soft like baby skin. It was the first time Imran had seen his wife's back during the day
'It turns out my wife has perfect skin' Bathinnya
"Boy!! The hibiscus!!" Whine with force
"Yes, Kinan"
With great difficulty, Imran began to gently scrap Kinan's back. It felt bad, then stopped
"Bag!!" His insistence made Imran aware
"Yes dear. Just look. Medical term, the name of the scraping is not**-"
Kinan stood up. His ears seemed to refuse with spasm for any reason. With an annoyed face, he faced towards Imran
Imran. Absorb it, from Kinan's face, and then down to the hand. Imran focused on Kinan's hand that was still covering his chest with BH that had already removed the hook
"What a wily-wild !! There is no pervert. I'm not feeling well" The impact made Imran waver even more anxious
"It's not pa-palah. I just saw the original for the first time. It turned out to be tempting" His god while smiling handsomely
"Ih. Slacking" Kinan turned around and gave his back again towards Imran "Squeaky!!"
"Hey, don't be so bad"
"People who make me fierce" His tone is still high
"Wrong again. My feelings have been sober since then"
"Although it's true ??!"
Imran nodded "Ha ah"
Kinan sighed "Maaaas..." Kinan wanted to turn around, but Imran prevented him
"Mas is not. Just a little bit, huh ??" Persuade Imran in the end. Simultaneously Imran began his massage
"As for Ajalah. The important thing is that my lap is gone" Her post than nothing at all
Imran immediately hugged Kinan tightly
"Boy!! Bite !! Not a hug!!" His screams added not to accept
"Yes, yes"
"Preally know"
"Yes"
Imran immediately fabricated a way of massaging. Simultaneously, he also immediately applied the oil of eucalyptus kepun Kinan
"Enak??" He asked while he was massaging his wife's smooth back towards the left and right sides
Kinan nodded in pleasure. Imran's big hand turned out to be comfortable applying the oil on his back
Imran smiled proudly. A whole new age massaging someone. And the person is pleased with the action
"Red isn't it??" Ask
"Got red. Exactly the palm leaves that wave" Lies
"Potoin Mas" Kinan said as he pushed his phone
"Make what?! Create status?!" Imran said in no way
"No!! I don't believe it? My back's up to that red"
"You want me to make red??" Imran said bringing his cheeks closer to Kinan's cheeks
Kinan pushed Imran's face slowly "Ih, I don't lust Mas" Kinan glared after blurting in front of Imran
"What did you say??"
"I'm not in the mood anymore.. Don't get me wrong think first piece" The grin makes Imran kneel the nape of Kinan a little hard "Enak Mas. The nape is kneaded again" Kinan said pointing at his own nape
"OK" Imran complies with Kinan's will "Hardter??" Candidates
"Soft a little hard Mas. Don't strangle"
Imran again resigned
"Head too Mas"
"Yes. Out what head??" Imran asked in the end
Kinan has not answered. He was still thinking about what else to massage
Before the answer was thrown, with his nosiness, Imran's hand went down.
That big hand stuck out under Kinan's armpit. Quickly the hand reached for the Kinan mango that hung on the chest
"Bag!!" The strangler was shocked
Imran brought his body closer to the back of Kinan
Imran kept massaging him "Let the wind go out. It also needs to be massaged" he sounded hoarse with his breath already warmed
Kinan's hand rested on Imran's. Means take it off "Mas. It's office. If anyone comes in, bother Mas"
"No pa-pa I've locked" he said, still making out
Imran's left hand has entered the front leggings
"Bag!!"
"It's wet baby"
Blushes
Malulah Kinan is shy
"Ih Mas" he said pushing Imran
"Not pa-pa. Why" he said standing up, then took off his vest, and his shirt
Kinan looked up "So want to make a child here Mas" said he did not believe "Tega??"
"If you are a child of Mas" he said still afraid of being caught by others
Imran sloshed Kinan's body slowly "Yes no pa-pa. Let's call it aja, child made in office"
Kinan pinched the waist of Imran gash
"Oh, sick dear"
Along with that, there was a local flood
Wet wet wet wet wet
-
Kinan was fresh and had changed clothes
Previously, while Kinan was in the shower, Imran immediately ordered a shirt for Kinan
So too with himself. Imran has changed his shirt without vest and without a suit
His sturdy body made Kinan back on the ground
"Why look-wild ?? Enchanted, hm??" Imran asked with his pedal
"Ih, it's not like that. Vestnya mana. Tumben not wearing"
Imran tilted his head towards Kinan "So make an impromptu bed sheet, fit again make a child" Imran's eyebrows lifted up
Kinan pushed Imran "Mas!! Really, really, really, you are Mas"
"What should I wear then?? It's not possible to get a sperm, right?? OB may ask, what is the stain"
Kinan glanced at him "Lagian. It's so bad anyway. Wife got pissed in the wind, uh filled again. I'm not a car tire, Mas"
Ahaha
Imran laughed as he closed his head to Kinan's head which still looked wet
-
They walked out of his office with a different appearance
Different costumes, fresh face plus a face that looks radiant
Imran holds Kinan's hand
As the two entered the elevator in particular, all of his employees stared at him in surprise
"Who's that. How dare the elevator special higher-ups He used. Because of the doubt, just know the taste noh" Kicaunya one of his employees
"Guests Mr. Kali's boss" said one of the other employees
Imran and Kinan turned around simultaneously
The boss's face was behind the closed elevator door
Everyone glared while closing his mouth
"Sir Imran???"
"Huh-ah. Tumben really clothes-" Guess the employees who are still waiting for the queue
"Why?? Less neat?? I think, if people are handsome, just good-looking"
"It's not. That's the hell it is. But the appearance is different, because ordinary employees like us" he explained
"Hayo loh. It was the horror of your babbling you know"
"Ish, don't kidnap dong"
"Eh, did you focus on girls??"
"No"
"So I saw. Beautiful, cute"
"That's not Who it used to be"
"No. It's rare to see Miss Cintia in the office"
"Thus that was??" Show it to the closed elevator
"Yes his wife. It couldn't have been his sister"
"The rumor is, that was his sister's wife Mr Imran right ??" His worship continues
"Ehem" The voice of the male deheman encamped "Still wanting to gossip??"
Everyone looked at the source of "Pak Jovan ???"
Jovan's hand was lifted into the air "Lift idle since earlier. Why are you guys getting stuck and gossiping. Meet Me in the room"
"Sir??"
"I'm waiting"
-
Kinan rubbed his stomach back eneg
Imran glanced at him, then rubbed Kinan's stomach with his left hand "Why??"
"Eneg again Mas. Mas, I think I really caught a cold. It doesn't taste very good"
"Yes, stop for a minute. Or just check in to the hospital"
Kinan did not answer. His stomach was completely eneg and felt stirred
"Hm hm, get down.."
Imran immediately pulled over his car "Yes, yes. We're down"
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