My husband Sad Boy

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Cold sweat splashed on his forehead. Mahmud did not deny something behind his pants had stiffened since earlier. But there is another thing to consider, said Sofyan the other day who said that the condition of the content of Risma is weak and prone to make it not dare to continue the action. Also the words of the mother who thinks she should not first touch Risma who is still pregnant.

"Risma, I'm sorry. Kang Mahmud has not been able to fulfill the duty of inner living for Risma because..."

"Because kang Mahmud was disgusted by Risma who was dirty! ain't you?!" risma.

"It's not Ris, it's not because of that" Mahmud said. He was confused explaining everything to Risma.

"Not experienced yet, afraid that you can't meet. Kang Mahmud studied with Sofyan" Mahmud said, looking for an excuse.

"What??!!" risma said she could not believe what Mahmud had just said.

"That's..."

"Do you really not know how?" ask Risma to make sure.

"No. hehe." replied Mahmud. He deliberately wanted to prank Risma.

"Jeez kang, stay dyed just keep on being mocked." replied Risma.

"What did Ris plug in?" ask Mahmud.

"It." replied Risma annoyed.

"What? plugged where?" mahmud asked which further upset Risma.

"Oh my goodness Mahmuuud!!!" Risma furious. Mahmud chuckled at Risma's disheveled face like clothes that had not been ironed.

"But the word mother can not yet Ris, the position you are pregnant. Said kang Sofyan is also the condition of your womb is weak and prone to miscarriage." said Mahmud who ultimately want to be honest with Risma. Risma gasped at Mahmud's words. It's true what Mahmud said, the content is not okay, ah! why did he forget that?

"Yes right kang." said Risma while looking down.

"I'm sorry, I'm not at all disgusted by you precisely all this for the health of you and our baby" said Mahmud while stroking the stomach of Risma.

"Kangs..." Risma bekaca-glass when Mahmud said 'our baby' to the fetus in his birahimnya.

"Yes, this is our son Ris." said Mahmud, wiping away the tears that had soaked Risma's cheeks.

"Thank you" said Risma while pounding Mahmud's embrace.

"Together, don't think too much. Do not stress, so that he is healthy and grows well. If indeed you want to be cemented sleep, I will not be sleeping on the patch, I will be able to sleep here. That's if you want to." said Mahmud.

"Yes, I won't leave you. I will take care of you Ris." said Mahmud while stroking Risma's hair to calm her down.

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While in the other room there is a pair of couples who are nafs*-nafs*nya, fighting with a draw. Give and take each other. Sweat pours until it is indistinguishable from whom. The moans and sighs*an sounding so erotic decorate the room which is now a witness to the two bodies that are fused together to pursue a pleasure. Stroke for the sake of the blow from the man makes the woman continue to gap. Until in the end they both compact long moan when it reaches its first release. One round is over. But that means nothing because Sofyan again shook his mattress until squeaking makes a noise until it is heard in the ear of his poor mother.

"Oh my goodness Sofiaaaan. if you have been in the same room Puja, it is surely this is mah! you ngora slave! (young man)" said the mother, stroking her chest. Then in order to avoid a war that greatly endangers the eardrum, the mother chose kedapur to do some work that might be done.

While the two shameless people continued to pursue pleasure with vigor.

"The... eungh! akaaang he. bat!!" Puji Puja's. Sofyan put on a smile and noticed his wife's face that looked so sensual.

"You are also amazing, dear." said Sofyan as he accelerated and deepened his jolt.

"Kang.. uh, this is very savory, Puja wants to reach kanghhh..!" puja.

"Beautiful, we're together" Sofyan said with a hunting breath. And a few minutes later.

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Sofyan again spouted the flicks of the Junior Chicken Sop lapelim Puja.

"Goodie, we'll take a break for a meal first. Later on again. Cups!" sofyan.

"Peja lemes, ." said Puja spoiled.

"Akang fetapin's. You just wait here." said Sofyan attentively.

"Thank you dear." said Puja.

"Together love." replied Sofyan.

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