Pretend Marriage (Pretending to be Married)

Silences

"I'm afraid, if I'm playing and suddenly your seagull's neck is broken, how? I can't enjoy it again until anytime. Better not to feel it, but until anytime I can still be made to float with another style," said Bia.

"W-what? Seagull neck?" tanya Brandon gasped.

"Hoo'um!" bia answered with confidence.

"So, you're afraid your seagull's neck is broken, and you won't continue playing this game again?" Brandon asked seriously.

Bia nodded her head a few times. "I'm scared, Uncle," his great-grandson weakened.

"Then let me shake. You just shut up and enjoy it" Brandon said.

"Huh?" Bia gawking.

Brandon holding Bia's waist, Bia lowered her back slightly until both hills hit Brandon's face.

Brandon repeated their play. He thrust his long barrel into Bia's valley. Bia felt something different, a pleasure that made her return to the air with a pleasant feeling.

"Uncle, it tastes ... it's better!" he shouted with a stifled voice.

A faint smile was engraved on Brandon's lips, hearing the moans and ******* that came out of Bia's mouth was a pleasure for him.

"You will feel even more delicious," said Brandon, he sipped the tip of his wife's twin hills make Bia more groaning favorably.

"Uncle, uhh. I can't stand it.." she said involuntarily rubbed her husband's breast buds with her thumb.

"You're out?" ask Brandon.

"Hu 'um. I've been going out, Uncle," he whispered in a raucous voice that sounded erotic.

Brandon further accelerates the game, strengthening his jolt until Bia reaches its peak.

"Thank you for letting me know what I've never felt before" Bia said, pulling the blanket over her entire innocent body, only her head remained visible.

"Together" replied Brandon. Wanted to say the same thing Bia said, but was too embarrassed.

It seems like there are a lot of women who have been sleeping. That's why he's so smart how to make things more enjoyable.

"You want to go straight to sleep?" ask Brandon.

"Yeah. My waist was almost broken" Bia replied as she held her waist in the blanket.

"Your waist hurts? Can I help you with the massage?" brandon asked seriously.

"No-no need, Uncle. It might only hurt for a moment. Tomorrow would have been better," he replied, turning his back to Brandon.

"Very adorable!" brandon.

*****

In the morning, they were at the dinner table with each other silent. Only the sound of the twang of the spoon colliding with the plate enlivened the atmosphere. Bia eating with her face down. If remembering about their heated struggle last night,****** and the moaning that came out of his mouth, it was really very embarrassing.

"It just so happens that today I stopped by your college. You want me to deliver?" brandon asked just to offer.

"Nope-no. Just take me to the bus stop as usual" he refused.

"All right." Brandon just resigned.

Brandon knew why he behaved like that, of course because he was embarrassed. He invites Bia to go together and just wants to get closer and break the barrier that makes the woman feel embarrassed and awkward.

Throw away those memories, Haninbia! You are so embarrassing!

After eating, Bia did the usual routine, washing dishes so that after he returned from campus later, his work did not increase.

"I'm sure. Don't ask the same question over and over again, Uncle," said Bia.

Brandon stopped his car right in front of the stop, without saying a word Bia immediately left Brandon.

On the corner of the road, there was a car that had been standing there. From the inside, a woman keeps an eye on Bia who gets off Brandon's car.

"Looks, you don't really understand what your mistake was. Apparently, I should punish you even harder," the woman muttered.

Bia was sitting next to a young woman who looked lethargic. In his hand was a tray containing his wares. Bia noticed the tired and lethargic young lady, she ventured to ask.

"Sorry, why are you just quiet? You're trading, right? Why not sell your merchandise to the people at this stop?" ask Bia.

The young woman gave a long snort, looked at Bia at a glance and then looked back at the streets with many luxury vehicles passing by.

"I've offered them my merchandise. But, they rejected it on the grounds that it would work, fearing that their mouths might stink," he replied lethargicly.

"Don't you? What are you selling?" bia asked with an excited curiosity.

"Jengkol, Brother. Brother want to buy it? It's not, is it?" the woman came back lethargic.

"Huh? Haha. Not that I don't want to, I can't eat jengkol. You ... don't take it personally, yes," said Bia unkindly.

"It's okay, brother. That's normal" he replied.

"Here, let me help you offer them," Bia asked with an excited spirit, hoping to excite the young lady next to her as well.

"No need, Brother. I already offered it once. Once offered twice, they still won't."

"We know what results we get if we have not tried as much as possible." Bia remains burning with fire.

"All right."

Just as Bia and the young lady were about to rise up to offer her merchandise, the Bus arrived and blocked Bia's goodwill.

"God has not provided sustenance for me today, Brother. Thank you for your offer" said the young woman.

"Come with me. I'm going to college. We can offer your merchandise there," said Bia.

"But, brother, I'm ti-"

"How can God give you your sustenance today, while you give up too soon when you pick up the sustenance that is waiting for you. Keep encouraging!"

The young lady smiled and nodded, she told Bia what she had said.

"Come, I'm coming with you."

They both got on the bus. After a few minutes through the journey and through a few twists, they arrived at their destination.

"Come, we'll offer them all!" exclaim Bia with passionate enthusiasm.

"Come, Brother!" the young woman followed behind Bia who hooked their fingers.

"Sir, the jengkolnya, Mom? Great for breakfast!" tawar Bia's.

"Sir, Mom, the jengkolnya? Can add intimacy," said Bia while grinning.

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