OG Deposits Young Master

OG Deposits Young Master
Holyness Smith



For almost an hour, the couple was struggling in bed. Sweat pours profusely from the man's forehead, but it does not make his spirit to pound the wife reduced, he still moves up and down with a fast tempo.


As for Amelia, the girl was already exhausted. He climaxed too much, leaving his body limp. She was just silent, occasionally going to sigh or grimace in pain if the husband raided hers too strongly and too deeply.


"By.."


"Yess, oppa.."


"You still enjoying it? Or do we finish fast?" Ask Smith.


"Oppa not satisfied?" Ask Amelia. The man shook his head, a sign that he was not satisfied.


"Then just do it,"


"I'm afraid you'll be in pain, baby, if it hurts we'll take it."


"No, just continue." Amelia smiled and wrapped her hands around her husband's neck.


"Thank you, you understand my needs the most."


"I'm your wife if you forget Oppa." Smith leaned over and briefly kissed the wife's forehead.


Smith continued his game, he kept out his weapon input in the narrow hole owned by the wife.


He felt strange actually, he often put the weapon in, but why not loose? there are usually loose ones, right? It's not at all, his wife's property remains narrowly biting, just like the early days.


Smith spurred his body faster, after feeling the urge of release getting closer.


"Oppa, don't be too strong, grieve.."


"Just take a minute, hold on." Smith replied with his heavy voice, certainly heavy as he resisted the urge to climax.


"Argghhhhhhh..." Erang Smith, he thrust his weapon deeper so that it belonged to the wife over massaging his weapon with his spoiled twitch.


Smith collapses on Amelia's tiny body, her breathing stinging after her release. Amelia stroked the back head of her husband, the man who always made her fall in love every day, with his mannerisms and mannerisms.


"Tomorrow, down dong.." Smith rolled to the side, after he plucked his king banana.


Smith grabbed the innocent body of his wife, hugging her tightly.


"Why oppa?"


"Gapapa By, just wanted to hug you. It's normal.."


"All right, I gotta get to the kitchen. Aunty told me to help her cook for a malem meal, right?"


"Stay like this Baby, I need you here more."


"Huhh well, the longer you get spoiled Oppa."


"Certain why? You don't like By?"


"Not so Oppa, I just feel that your spoiled attitude is too excessive." Little Amelia slowly.


"Excessive? Is it true that my spoiled nature has been in the excessive stage, I think it is still natural."


"We're not newlyweds, but you've always locked me in my room." Amelia's Speech.


"Hey, what does it mean not a newlywed? We're hot newlyweds, we're married just one week by."


"Yes-iya up to oppa aja deh, let's just take it all." Smith just smiled knotfully, he peeked at his wife's forehead.


....


Downstairs, Aunt Roseanne is struggling with her cooking tools and ingredients. He also processed bean sprouts to stir-fry like the wishes of the son-in-law, also cooking spicy menu for dinner this time.


He would cook malatang, a typical food from China but very popular in Korea. Roseanne of course has its own recipe for this dish, make sure that the meal will be addictive.


"Where is Amel, he said to help cook. But until now it hasn't come down either..". Roseanne complains, as she forgets that Smith was so happy to keep his wife locked up after marriage.


"Ahhh I forgot, must be that brat locked up my daughter-in-law again." Cetus Roseanne, after thinking for a few seconds. She shook her head in wonder, during the one week stay in the mansion, Amelia was completely left out or helped cook by Smith, she just took Amelia out of the room at dinner time.


Even in the afternoon, Smith would continue to terrorize his wife with voice calls or video calls, upsetting Rose at times. Because he wants to get closer to his son-in-law, but Smith's mischievous like not giving time for them to be together.


But before long, Amelia appears in her bear-patterned pajamas. Her hair was still half wet, and the printed red mark was clear that Amelia was brushing her hair back.


"Eeehhh." Aunt Rose put up her martial horses, like she wanted to take the fight.


"Sorry, aunt reflexes in Mel's surprise."


"Yes gapapa bi, cook what?"


"Come, this is your stir-fry toge."


"Come? Amel belom once ate such food, what shape does it take?" Ask Amelia.


"Like a hotpot baby, the gravy is hot and spicy. The contents there are slices of beef, mushrooms, vegetables, various fresh seafood, sausage, dumpling, many more..".


"Well, I think it's good, Amel wants to learn for him." Roseanne happily taught the son-in-law how to cook this meal.


"This food is typical of China, but very popular in Korea, Mel. Don't be surprised if you eat later your tongue is numb."


"Why bi?"


"Because the mara seeds are spicy make the tongue numb.." Amelia nodded in understanding.


Before long, Smith also went down in slightly transparent pajamas.


"Babies.." Smith slipped into the kitchen and hugged his wife from behind, causing Amelia to gasp in shock and drop the spoon she was holding.


"What the hell? Just ngagetin," said Amelia ketus, she picked up the sodet from the floor, washed it with running water, with Smith who kept hugging her, and she was, even willing to walk like a penguin rather than release his embrace on the wife.


"Kangen."


"You've only been fighting me for over an hour, and now you've said kangen? Udah ah, go there, don't bother me anymore to cook." Banish Amelia, in addition to feeling uncomfortable and disturbed, she also felt bad if Appa or Aunt Rose saw Smith who always tacked on her.


"Baby ngere?"


"That's it, use the nanya.." Amelia was busy stirring the instant broth.


"Yes, but make coffee."


"Yes.." Amelia answered briefly, after that Smith left, but not far just sitting at the dinner table while paying attention to the motion of the wife who looks so focused.


"By.." Calling Smith, Amelia turned her head and Smith smiled as she showed a finger heart.


Amelia rattled, her husband's behavior did sometimes make her anxious at once upset.


"Waitunguin husband bucin ya cook it." Aunt Rose's new chirps came with a bag of fresh vegetables she had harvested from the back garden.


"Yes Bi, it can't be far away." Answer Amelia.


"Where's the aunt?" Ask Amelia, especially when she saw her aunt's hand carrying a bag of crackles containing vegetables that look new in the picking.


"Looking vegetables from the back garden."


"There's a garden behind Bi?" Ask Amelia, honestly she did not know that in the backyard there was a vegetable garden.


"There's dong, aunt nanem alone organically."


"Amel didn't know there was a bi garden.."


"Where do you want to know, you're just in the brackets in the room continue." Aunt Rose said with a cynical glance at Smith, but the one in the lyrics seemed indifferent.


"Not to be in Bi's satire, it won't work. It's so strong." Amelia's whisper, made Aunt Roseanne squint her eyes.


They also continued their cooking show, of course with Smith who had been watching from the dining table.


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Bucin it's squared it🤭🤭



her smile is so bright, like no sin yes has made people sprain Smith🤣🤣