The Love of a Duda Employer

Pain, Sir!

Warning: There are many scenes that should be avoided by those of you who are not old enough and do not have a husband or wife.

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The sun is strengthening its light. The heat emitted makes the residents of the City do not hesitate to turn on the air conditioner and barely want to be outside too long. The roar of the vehicle engine is still heard crowded with traffic that never ends operating.

In the room that called honeymoon, a couple seemed to be struggling*ul one on the bed. One of them was on top, and another was on the bottom. The two of them, Andre and Rumanah.

"Your pretty face and your tiny lips always make me want to enjoy it, Annabelle." the man whispered spoiled and tenderly to the ears of the woman in his control.

The woman closed her eyes, hugging the warm body of a man who almost never looks ugly in her eyes. Yes, indeed the man is very handsome and also sexy. That sweet smile was etched beautifully on her beautiful face. As if the world belonged to both of them, the rose petals they slept on barely made both of them feel disturbed. Perhaps, the rose petals were shrieking and thrashing with heat at the sight of a pair of newlyweds enjoying their first day.

"Say once more, Sir. Am I really pretty in your eyes?" pinta the woman named Rumanah. His breathing was no longer broken. The black dress that was originally adhering beautifully on her body, was now lying on the floor.

Andre raised his face and then dyed the spoiled lips of delicious ranum.

Muach!

"You're too wasteful not to enjoy, Annabelle. You think I'd fuck a woman who's far from pretty? It's obvious now, you're so pretty in my eyes!" replied the handsome man who seemed to have succeeded in making Rumanah widen her smile even more.

"Thank you," said the village girl, moving her right hand and gently rubbing the handsome face of the adult man who is now legally her husband. "You are also very handsome, sir." continued Rumanah reflexively praising her handsome husband.

And Andre, hearing that was very happy and flattered. In fact, it was not once or twice that he was praised for his good looks. But, for some reason he was so happy and so felt flying over the clouds as the village girl praised his good looks.

The cup!

Again Andre landed his lips on the lips ranum owned by his wife. His hands are not silent now. As usual, his burly hand broke into the CD that Rumanah was wearing. And it makes Rumanah sighs delicious.

"Aaacch!" that sigh*, that sounds so sweet but also sexy. Teasing and inviting the sleeping bed snake woke up instantly because of the village girl.

"Thank you, Annabelle. I am handsome indeed, and you are the second person to admit that I am handsome" said the handsome widower, playing his hand on the wet miss vag.

"Eeemh! That's right," the village girl muttered as she opened her eyes and threw her sweet smile.

Andre smiled and was very anxious to see the beautiful face of Rumanah who was hornay. The other hand then gently squeezed the twin balloons that were still covered by the red BRA that Rumanah was wearing.

"Master, don't look at me like that" said Rumanah with increasingly heavy breathing. She was embarrassed because her husband looked at her with a flirtatious smile.

"Why?" asked Andre while lowering the CD that Rumanah wear down and down.

"I'm ashamed!" the village girl answered while covering her face.

"Hehe, don't be shy, Annabelle. We have become husband and wife" said Andre who has now managed to release the CD from his place.

Andre became even more eager when he saw the mound he had long wanted. It feels like he can't wait to lick*at and suck the mekmew that must and they are beautiful.

"Uuuuhhhhh, Sir. Uhm!" Rumana was powerless to hold back the favor when Andre's fingers gently rubbed the sensitive point in the miss vag.

Andre smiles. He quickly fused his lips with the lips of his little wife. And Rumanah welcomed him softly and warmly. They wrestled back their lips and tongue. While the burly hand was trying to widen his wife's thigh so that he could easily enjoy the beautiful mekmew.

Initially, Rumanah hesitated and timid to let the husband open his thighs. However, so many times Andre tried and forced, finally the village girl resigned.

"Eemmmhhhhhh! Aaaarggh!" instantly Rumanah let go of her kiss. The village girl shrieked and gurgled violently when suddenly the middle finger larger than her middle finger tried to break through the small, narrow hole.

"Are you okay, Annabelle?" asked Andre who was a little surprised by his wife's screech.

Rumanah set her breath that was ragged. "Sir, why is it so sick. Shhhh," the village girl whimpered as she bit her lower lip.

"Sorry, I'll do it gently and carefully. Now, don't think about anything else but delicious se*ks" the handsome man said as he removed the bra Rumanah was wearing.

The village girl took her breath and threw it away slowly. It seemed that he indeed had to prepare his mentality and courage.

"So beautiful, Annabelle." the handsome widower praised in a soft voice. His hand twisted the spongy twin balloon shoot.

Instantly Rumanah closed her eyes again when the sensation of pleasure back he felt. "Aachhhh!" the village*hnya spoiled and squeezing bed linen.

Not wasting any more time Andre landed his lips and tongue playing on the tip of the tiny and beautiful twin balloon. Uh, it felt like Rumanah was cracking and biting her lower lip. Not to mention the big fingers were scribbling miss her vags.

"Aaaach, slow down, sir. This is so sick! Uh!" A small grimacing rumanah as Andre's middle finger tried to forcefully break into the narrow hole.

"It's slow, Belle. Hold it a little," said Andre who then swept the twin balloons up to his wife's flat stomach.

"Uuuuuhhhh, Sir! Forgive me!" the village girl could not stand the pain. It was painful even though only entered by the middle finger that was much smaller than the manhood of her husband.

"Calm down! We do it slowly, yes." the handsome widower tried to calm down.

"Hummm," replied Rumanah with a nod.

"This sweet is yours, Belle. I really can't wait to get this samurai long sword of mine!" andre said in his heart.

Rumanah set her breathing increasingly ngosan. Even though the room uses a fairly high air conditioning. But, the sweat as big as corn poured profusely on the body of the village girl.

Uh, this is just the beginning, Belle. Just ask for mercy. Hihah...

SERIATE...