Small Wife CEO

Chapter 54

“Whose wife is hem?”

“Her wife Om hmmppppph..”

Yes, Faishal****** Syeila's lips were voracious for a while, after which the tiny lips were gently and slowly but surely pulverized, laid her Syeila on the sofa without letting go of the link of their lips.

Now sheila's position is perfectly stretched out on the sofa with her arms draped around her Om Fai neck, and her occasional hand crept upwards squeezing her spoiled Om Fai hair . Uhhh intimate onceiiih .

Moreover, Faishal who continues to pagut lips mustard seeds that have become his opium. When the pagutan detached, Faishal stared intensely at his mustard seeds which were under his confinement with a hard-to-interpret look, "Who wife hem?"

Sheila who ngos ngos san with her eyes sayu replied, "Wife Om Fahmmmmp..."

Yes, again Faishal******* Syeila's lips and bit her a little hard, before releasing her pagutan.

"Auuuuw," Syela complained of pain accompanied by her ngos ngos san.

Missing Sheila's passion, replaced her slightly sore lips, "Om!" syeila protest.

"Om what what the hell is it? Bite her do not fasten dong, later if the wound how is her lips Syeila? Sheila just squeezed Om's hair with a feeling of loh!" syeila continued with sore lips.

Cups,

Again Faishal gave a glimpse of his mustard seed lips that had been swollen due to his actions before making a sound. "Who's he still calling Om?"

"Syeila is used to calling Om, it's hard for Om if it has to be foxed," said Sheila with her hands still faithfully wriggling spoiled around her Om Fa neck.

Faishal glared for a moment at the words of his mustard seeds, then gave a deep look and gently stroked his mustard seed face before returning to his voice, "But just now can call dear?"

"Ohh. That's because there is a aunt who called Om dear anyway. Kan Syeila sebel Om, Syeila aja never call Om dear, uh aunt tuh call Om dear."

"Yes, you called me darling."

"Difficult Om! I'm not used to it, Syeila,"

"The food is accustomed to mustard seeds. If everyone knew you were calling me Om, they'd think I'm Om you're not your husband, God, it's hard to really want to give understanding to you."

A momentary state of silence, Sheila still tried to digest her Om Fai utterance and Faishal still faithfully gave his deep gaze to her mustard seeds.

Sheila, who had understood his Om Fai speech, immediately gave a soft caress on his Om Fai face and said, "Yes Om, Sheila will try!".

"Say what hem?" ask Faishal

"Yes Ohmppt.." Saying Syeila again cut off because Faishal returned ******** voracious lips Syeila

"say what hem?"

Sheila blinked her eyes slowly and inhaled a deep breath then shouted, "Yes Ommmm!"

Exactly Sheila shouted, Sheila's hand also clung to Faishal's head hard enough that Faishal turned his head back.

"Auwwwwwww," cried Faishal . While Syeila just laughed giggling under her Om Fai confinement

"Jeez mustard seeds, why in the temple anyway. Watch out, you need to be punished," Faishal sighed softly, but still heard in the senses of the audience of Sheila which resulted in Sheila stop laughing giggling.

Sheila blinked innocently, after her sheila bought and laughed amusedly, "Hahahaha pardon Om pardon, Sheila pardon hahahhaa Om."

"Your train!" faishal said and continued to do his stunts.

"Hahahaha yes yes Om, hahah my goodness Om, Sheila's stomach hurts hahaha, Om pardon hahaha!"

Yes, Faishal slumped a little down and tickled his mustard seed waist belly .

After feeling enough and a random state of Sheila, Faishal stopped his action and reopened his voice, "Where is hem?"

Sheila stabilized her breath first, "Not a word, pardon!"

"Call him how's hem?"

Syela sighed first, "Sa-honey!"

Cup, another sneak peek.

"Repeat hem?"

"Darling!"

Cup, again in a brief peck

"Repeat again?"

"Darling!"

"Good girl," said Faishal pleased with hand stroking the top of Syela's head dear .

Slowly the elusan went down to caress the chubby cheeks of mustard seeds, then again and again Faishal immerse his thick lips into the tiny lips of mustard seeds that taste really sweet.

Back Faishal ******, ticking and biting little of Syeila's lips up and down. Ohh and don't forget Sheila's been shut up with a hand that's squeezing her spoiled Om Fai hair.

Slowly but surely, the kiss became more demanding. As if not satisfied with just the lips alone, Faishal's kiss crept down and arrived at the neck of Sheila's level to be comfortable with Faishal's hands that had fallen on the twin hills of Sheila.

Sheila who sensed it worked her eyes plain and went back to being on standby when remembering she was still the red cross.

Especially when Faishal gave a suction of suction on the neck of his level and the hand that squeezed one of his twin hills from outside the clothes that she wore.

"Ohh." Again Sheila could not stop the voice of the curse that came out without being commanded.

Sheila must immediately stop her Om Fai activity. "Omh Ahh say ahh ang, cuh ah kup. Syeila ahh laah gih come ahhh month ih aah."

Jesus, Faishal not his stops, but still by giving suction suction and a squeeze of sensual squeeze.

Sheila was confused, feeling between favors and curse. This Syeila again came in the month, Om already in ingetin but still doing the activity of the curse tipped to enjoy.

Syeila's hand that was originally draped around her Om Fai neck, immediately directed to her Om Fai chest to stop her Om Fai activity.

"Hosh hosh, sa-honey Sheila came this month, ' she said with her eyes.

Faishal who heard the words of Sheila was not standing, but instead holding the hand of his mustard seed and directed it upwards, "I know dear, dear, but let me enjoy for a while the part I can enjoy."

Om Fai's long speech made Syeila think, what the hell is maxut of his Om Fai speech.

Sheila who was still visibly thinking with her mouth slightly open, made Faishal immediately immerse back her thick lips.

Na as, actually na as. Not fully immersed in the tiny lips of Sheila, suddenly there was a loud throbbing.

Ehemm!

Faishal looked at the person who was sweating immediately, and immediately stood up.

Sheila too, also waver to see the person who throbs hard. Ahh is not a sigh but a fear of shame mixed into one.

Evidently now Sheila hid behind Faishal with her tiny hands squeezing Faishal's clothes.

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TB