Revenge Fat Wife

Marsmellow

Djarot took a strong sip of the aroma of his cigarette after breaking away from the terrible entanglement of Rully who was still a strange grimace at the head of the bed. It frustrated Djarot, so the man again broke his mood.

Djarot is vindictive.

"Why is his face even bent like that?" asked Rully confusedly. Is something wrong?

"Did I not satisfy you?"

Marry an open adult woman, making their chat no longer need to be covered up or have to use complicated codes. Or indeed basically, Rully was shameless.

Djarot turned his head slightly, "it was too short."

Whats? So whose fault is it?

"Half an hour is a minute, huh? I mean, ten minutes is enough to make my lips blister, let alone your size is kind of awful."

Djarot turned his head. "really?"

The man was only fixated on the word blisters, if the matter is big and eighteen centi— about, because he had never measured it, he already knew.

"Let me see." Djarot grabs Rully's leg, which is still wrapped in a blanket. A cigarette tucked in the corner of his lips.

Rully boughtak, "don't, uh .. still a mess." He held his feet tight. Dih, whatan, he's, he's!

Djarot looked at Rully annoyed. He picked up the half-smoked cigarette and threw it in the ashtray. "You see the blisters, they're afraid to make you uncomfortable."

"No need, Mas ... let it be scuffed! It must be scuffed, the new seal mark damaged. Just tomorrow-tomorrow the toll road cake, glide smoothly."

Rully was naughty.

"But don't wait until tomorrow, Mas .. Temenku many who can twice, can't Mas?"

Gusti ... this girl from the land of Konoha, why is it so vulgar to speak?

"Relatedly? Not afraid of that pain? Still strong?" It's ten minutes, and Djarot can get back in shape with just a cigarette. And the chili-mouthed virgin in front of him.

"Well, is he capable?" Rully slid towards the full folds of Djarot's legs. Rully laughed wickedly.

"Look at yourself!" Djarot stood up and stepped into the bathroom with his tight shorts as a body cover. He deliberately did not show himself in front of Rully, who had not been allowed to touch and see him. Uh, not .. but he didn't get to see, Djarot was too excited.

Rully hissed as it began to creep. The shadow is too big, because once a stab he immediately numb. Duh, his arms alone are that big. Considering for a moment her condition, she woke up.

Only the set of legs can no longer be tight, a little uncomfortable, and walk like a person who has a disorder. "Wow ...," he said in amazement.

Rully settles when she sees Djarot turning his back on her in the bathroom. Her back was beautifully curved, her shoulder blades were protruding strong and filled with clay-veined flesh. His legs are long and firm. Pretty sexy, and rough look. Is it true that no one wants to be with such a man, for 17 years of his adult life? At least, under the age of twenty, Djarot may still want to mess with an unclear courtship. But after her twenties and up, did she not like any woman? Bokis really if 17 years of being single, right?

"Mas ... I'm in." Rully pushed the door that was not closed, Djarot turned his head, then looked up. Plain and clean. No thread adorning Rully's petite body.

"Are you sure you're okay?" The man looked worried, then carried Rully towards the shower and turned on the water. "Let's clean it up, honey."

Rully felt anu now. Jesus, what kind of model cleaning is this? Similar to disease screening.

But Rully survives. No protest even though his feet hitchhiked comfortably on the husband's sturdy shoulders. Rully's reflection was clearly visible on the opposite glass. It seems he's getting hot again.

Dark red marks were seen in several places. And his neck, there are two signs that make him have to follow in the footsteps of friends who have been tarnished before. Oh, my God, now he understands how the fog covered the hot ex-love.

Djarot dropped his leg, then stood in front of Rully, holding Rully's body leaning against the wall. The man's face was down. Sticky down the face of his wife who makes Djarot roar with anxiety. It feels like squeezing and eating it round and round. Aih, beloved.

"Why see that? I'm pretty, right?"

Djarot pinched his chin gently. "You're unique and foul-mouthed."

"really?" Djarot kissed Rully's forehead. He can't take it anymore. But I want to make sure, if Rully wants any more.

"Yes ... That was a feeling, right?" Face looked. Welcoming Djarot's sweep that got him drunk.

"I'm sorry my parents, huh? I'm not forcing you to respect them, because they don't respect you. But don't get revenge, yeah, honey ...."

Rully's smile grew. "I have their child, so in exchange I'll torture you."

Djarot's hands are still against the wall. Rully's soft voice so pleased Djarot. "Yes, torture me until you're satisfied, dear."

His eyes closed and his lips moved down. Sweeping Rully's soft and warm lips. This girl is good at kissing. Crazy, who's teaching?

Rully sighed softly. His hands began to mischievously press against the mound between the man's legs. Unconsciously he growled.

Djarot took off his kiss. "You've got something special, sweetie ...." The smile was gentle as well as naughty. His eyebrows rose and invited.

"You have to play me now!"

Rully goosebumps. His eyes were still staring at Djarot. Yeah, that's what he knows, but ... Just theories. Practice zonk.

"Teach me! I'm amateur!"

"Just do it! You will get used to it!"

Rully's hands slid to her feet as she knelt. His eyes rose again to Djarot's eyes that had melted full of tempest. That kind of thing, Rully really just understood.

She immediately took charge, with her two palms, wholeheartedly caressing the body of the lover that made her want to scream. Rully's property is always grade A.

He measured silently. This is above average. It is only appropriate if you cannot enter all.

Djarot really doesn't believe it, it's incredible. Rully was quite capable of balancing it. For the first time, this is a bit surprising. He even growled and scratched the wall to dampen the explosion there.

Again, Djarot is not a patient person. He took his girlfriend to bed. For now, the bathroom is not yet capable. Rully was still too tight and hard to penetrate.

Both times, Rully was much more expressive. No burden and relax. Djarot returns brutally and brutally after his experiment manages to submerge himself in its entirety.

The big hand grabbed onto Rully's shoulder and crushed her. The thick knuckle began to spiral out of control, and Djarot himself lost control.

"You're amazing, honey." To him, Rully was so elastic and pliable. Chewy and soft. Sweet and adorable. Maybe this is what it's like to make love to Marsmelo.

Djarot moves like a spring. He was so active that whenever Rully groaned, a red trail landed on the outer layer of Rully's white skin.

He did not pause this girl for a full ten minutes after the first moan. Djarot survived all the hits that attacked him many times. It's not her stamina, but it's this woman's fault that she's really tight-knit and squeaking.

It's too hot.

"Ehm ... My mother!" Djarot's shiny white hair is Rully's next target. He was really afraid of falling. Gosh darn. This guy!

"Hold a minute, my love." Djarot puts himself right, then kisses the ferocious lips of Rully when she is done.

"Oh, you're so good." Djarot then cursed. His mouth became very dirty. Gosh darn.

He needs a cigarette after this.

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