My husband's a real man

Playing Solo

My Husband's a Real Man #86

By Sept

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"Na .. How long? Why just?"

Rama stood in front of the bathroom door.

"Ram, take the pads in the drawer, in the cupboard in the corner there," cried Irna from the bathroom.

"What?"

Rama hastily turned on the switch.

"Gee!"

He hissed for a moment, then pulled the sprai cloth and put it in the basket.

"Ramm ... Where!" yell Irna again.

"Hemm, stop!"

After putting the sprai cloth into the basket, Rama walked towards the closet. He opened the drawer, saw some pads with different color packs.

"Na ... Which one is this? There are so many macems." Rama spoke while shouting. It's already midnight.

"The wing."

"Huh?"

Rama flipped through the soft object. Find out which ones have wings.

"Where are the wings? I don't know, Na."

"Select the largest packaging," said Irna quite tight.

Rama sighed, then grabbed the packaging that was dark blue, or black. I don't know, Rama didn't pay much attention to it all. There are pictures of the moon and its many stars.

Tok tok tok tok

Clamps

Irna's face immediately poked and grabbed the object in her husband's hand.

"Thank you!" brief remarks.

CLAMPS

Irna closed the door again.

"What do I do, huh?"

Rama leaned with a lethargic face.

Moments later. Irna came out with a grinning smile.

"It's night, sleep yuk," he asked innocently. It wasn't his fault.

"Well .. trus?"

"Where can I sleep, Naaa!" rama's Protest.

"Died to lose."

Irna immediately threw her body into the bed, and also pulled her husband.

"Let's sleep!"

Irna casually hugged Rama like a bolster.

"Don't go too far, it's called torture!" cetus Rama's. His face was getting upset.

Basic Irna jahil. I knew I couldn't be touched. Even to quicken their bodies. If so, Rama is the one who bothered. Repot held something that had been volatile since earlier.

"Swipe there!"

"What the hell!"

Irna even grabbed her arm. Laying his head right on the chest of Rama's field. Making Rama not befuddled. Moreover, the smell of Irna shampoo that gently pierces the nose. Temptation is difficult to resist.

"Na .. slide it. It's not okay!" rama muttered as he felt something start to react.

Irna's lips smiled slightly, she was enjoying the sensation of flirting with her husband. When else can make Rama careless. Irna was still a grudge when it happened a few months ago. When the man made her die of fear. And now, because Irna did not want to slide, Rama then moved his body. I wish Irna would move.

"What the hell, I'm sleepy."

Irna didn't care, she stuck to it like glue.

"Gee!" Rama hissed annoyed.

Seeing that, Irna could not stand it. He even chuckles. And make Rama anxious.

"You're gonna deliberately fuck me, hem?" Rama raised his fingers. Ready to make Irna a kegelian.

Irna shakes. However, he can still laugh. And that made Rama even more anxious.

"Like it, see I'm dizzy?"

"No! Ngaes."

Irna immediately dodged, already caught. Mending he went back to sleep.

"Where are you going? Here ... Help me first."

"Congratulations!" irna.

Rama was not out of his mind, with a single pull he had made Irna look at him.

"Do .. I don't want to be dizzy tomorrow."

"Himself. Solo as usual in the bathroom!" After saying that, Irna chuckled to herself. Imagine what is not.

"Gee!"

"OK .. okay ... I help!"

CUPS

Start with a kiss, end with .... Seriate.