Pretending to be Innocent Though Lust Satisfier

Husband's Angry

In a room with white shades, Clara was sitting on the edge of the bed while playing her fingernails that were covered with orange.

Kreeaaks!

As the bathroom door opened, Clara was aghast. Slowly he got up and walked towards the woman who looked timid.

"Oh .. my .. goodness!" Clara's gaze was still not separated from the woman. "Quenbby! Jonas is really lucky to get you!" clara's rappings are not understood by Quenby.

"Why isn't this too much?" Quenby has never worn a bikini like this except for himself. Too vulgar he thinks if seen a lot of eyes.

Clara pulled her hand towards the mirror stand. "Look, you have a nice body," Clara said, looking at Quenby's reflection from the mirror.

Clean and shiny mature sapodilla skin fits perfectly with the color of the bikini used by Quenby. The shape of a bikini with a thin rope that framed a beautiful Quenby bust that looks poking beautiful.

Quenby's flat stomach is no less tempting. Her wide hips make the woman's entire body like a Spanish guitar. Sensual slew.

Down to the bottom, a small triangular g-string with a strap attached to its left right as if it were just a display. Because anyone knows. Once pulled, must have been released immediately.

Quenby instead never wore a bikini that looked more like the lingerie she was wearing now. She even collects a lot of similar underwear that is no less sexy and transparent. But all the lingerie is only used at a certain time, it is also in the privacy area such as his room when he wants to do activities to please himself.

"Are you sure this is real?" Clara spontaneously touched Quenby's sexy breast until the owner screamed in shock and spontaneously covered it with his hands.

"Well, it's time ...." Clara said with a meaningful smile. Then without warning, the woman still wearing the bathrobe pulled Quenby's arm out.

Quenby's eyes swept across the large room with mixed fear and shame, like someone was watching him. And sure enough, his eyes suddenly collided with those of Jonas who was staring angrily at him where Quenby was sitting before.

Quenby could only take a peck when the man who had officially become her husband stepped quickly towards her while opening every button on the white shirt she was wearing. So that the exotic body of Jonas that displays the muscles of the clay body plastered real and clear.

And instantaneously ...

Grab!

Quenby felt his body covered in a cloth. And for a split second he only realized when Jonas had dressed the man's white shirt to cover the half-naked part of Quenby's body.

"You're not supposed to be wearing this fucking outfit, Quenby!" Jonas said furiously right after the shirt was draped over his wife.

Through his gaze, Jonas ordered his wife to wear the man's shirt properly, so Quenby immediately rushed to follow her husband's orders.

"You don't deserve to wear this!" press Jonas who starts buttoning the shirt until the bottom reaches the knee.

Jonas' gaze now turned to Clara standing beside Quenby. "This is what you said Surprise! Don't make my wife look like you!" Jonas is furious. Clara was even just scared. Just this time he saw Jonas wrathfully.

With a single pull, Quenby's body was dragged away by Jonas' hand. "Where's your clothes?" Jonas asked as he walked and without looking at the wife who was being limped following her husband's wide steps.

"D-there," pointed Quenby out.

Entering his wife's designated room, Jonas immediately placed Quenby in bed. He grabbed Quenby's footwear lying on the floor. In a half-squatted position, Jonas put it on the owner.

"We'll just go home" Jonas' cold voice made Quenby speechless. He just looked down from earlier.

Jonas came out of the room after picking up his wife's belongings. Even the man had no intention of saying goodbye to his friends.

Still in his grasp, Jonas takes their steps toward his parked car.

On the way, no one opens their voice. Be it Jonas let alone Quenby, both of them were silent with their own thoughts.

After 30 minutes they finally arrived at the residence of Jonas' parents. And Quenby got out before Jonas opened the car door.

Jonas let out a tired sigh when he saw Quenby running into the house just wearing his shirt that looks oversized in Quenby's tiny body.

Luckily the house was not visible to his parents. Jeny must have slept. And only the servants of the house welcomed their arrival. And with Jonas' condition bare-chested, it is certain that it will be a hot topic among the servants in his house tomorrow morning.

Entering his room, Jonas does not see Quenby. However, the sound of water gurgling indicates the woman is in the bathroom.

Jonas waited a long time for his wife to come out. Just as he was about to stand up to see his wife, Quenby suddenly opened the door in his sleeping pajamas.

Without a word, Jonas took turns to enter the bathroom and immediately closed the door.

I don't think Quenby's tears are dripping anymore. When she took a shower, Quenby had been crying for a long time.

'If you can't honeymoon, you shouldn't talk rich in front of your friends, sister!' inner Quenby did not accept with the gaze and words of Jonas at the party. The woman felt naked.

Quenby hurriedly took a sleeping position when he felt Jonas had finished with his bathing ritual. He immediately wiped his tears. And sure enough, the mint scent of the soap Jonas was wearing filled their bedroom.

"Quen ...," Jonas' soft voice made Quenby pretend to be asleep so he turned his head.

Unexpectedly, Jonas was staring softly at the woman.

"Sorry,"

Quenby was already angry when he heard one word coming out from her husband's thin lips. Quenby sat down to face the man. He didn't expect Jonas to apologize.

With a bowed face, Quenby said, "Quen also apologized, Brother. Already made Brother Jonas embarrassed in front of friends Brother."

Hearing the regretful words of his wife, Jonas felt increasingly guilty.

"I'm not ashamed of you .. I'm not mad at you either" Jonas said. "I just don't like you dressing up like the ladies of the place," Jonas' expression made Quenby dare to look at the man.

Quenby said in his heart, 'Has he changed? But what's the fate of my g-string?!.'

Amid the sad talk, Quenby instead dwells on Jonas' attitude that looks different from what he knew when they were in High School. And what about the fate of all her lingerie collections if Jonas doesn't like her wearing them

"I have a lot, though,"

"What has so much?" Jonas asked what Quenby was describing.

"Gee!" Quenby closed his mouth with his eyes slightly closed. He did not realize that his heart was just thrown through his throat. This raises questions from her husband.

Jonas grew curious when he saw Quenby's reaction.

"My answer is, Quenby?" press Jonas on the sentence, so that makes Quenby back down.

"G-g-string"

TB