The Love of a Duda Employer

Snuggle

Andre fused his lips with his wife's. Both games seem to be in the middle. Rumana who is still virgin is so overwhelmed to face the rampage of the mighty husband.

In fact, the hairy snake has not shown its charm. Just play with your hands and try to make way for the hairy snake to be a little easy to break into a hole that has never been broken into.

"Hows it? Does it still hurt?" andre asked his wife.

Rumanah shook her head small. "Not really, sir." she replied.

Andre smiles. "Annabelle, you're not ready to conceive my son, are you?" said the handsome man.

Rumanah nodded small with her gentle gaze.

"If so..," Andre pulled Rumanah's arm so that she would wake up from her sleep. "Take the fight to me, Annabelle." continued the handsome man who then laid down his body and let his wife sit on his thighs.

Gluey!

Rumanah swallowed her rough saliva. His eyes were fully rounded and instantly his heart was beating fifty times faster than usual.

"Come, do it!" said Andre while sharing his flirtatious smile. That man hasn't taken everything off. Of course he wanted Rumanah to take off all the cloths attached to his body.

"A... what? How, Master?" Rumana plangah-plongoh can not understand. Though his current job is just to do what Andre did to him.

Andre smiled slightly and caught his little wife's right hand.

The cup!

The man softly kissed his wife's delicate and white hand. While Rumanah looked dumbfounded with an expression of astonishment.

"Don't be that tense, Annabelle. You're doing enough of what I did to you. You got it, didn't you? So, now I want you in control." Andre explained calmly and quite gently. So that it makes Rumanah can understand.

However, the village girl looked doubtful. She was a little embarrassed and still awkward to do what her husband wanted.

"Come, Annabelle. Why are you keeping quiet? Don't be confused. Look at this, my clothes are still stuck on my body. And, how do you take off all my clothes? Hum, now ... do it by starting kissing my lips. Go, do!" urge the handsome man who already has the little princess.

Rumanah took her breath and threw it away violently. Yeah, maybe he should try it. However, most likely after this they will more often do the struggle on the bed.

"Hum, alright, sir." Rumanah finally resigned. After he ventured and tried to relax himself. Not wasting any more time the village girl began to land her lips on her husband's lips.

Andre cheered inwardly, gently stroking the black long hair. The wife is trying to be a bad woman. Savagely she devoured her husband's sexy lips.

"Emmhhh!" Andre murmured, now his hand squeezed the fat butt of Rumanah who was thick with sandalwood. While the hand of the village girl is now gently stroking the chest of the field to the stomach of her husband's sixpack.

For a while the two enjoyed a gently soothing kiss and caress. Andre's heavy hands continued to be silent. Sometimes he twisted and squeezed his wife's chewy balloon. And, sometimes he also plays his fingers on the miss vags that have been wet since.

The cup!

"You're boring, Annabelle!" the handsome guy's great-grandson.

Rumanah rounded her eyes and looked in wonder. "Boring?" inquiringly.

"Yes, you should have played on my chest. Do as I do to you! You're too monotonous" the handsome man's nagged a little.

"Haaaaa???? Exorbitant! If you're impatient and you don't want to be with me, then we can finish the game!" spray Rumanah that looks unacceptable. Irritatedly she crumpled down from her husband's burly body.

His face frowned and instantly his mood just disappeared. The village girl sat on the side of the bed without staring.

"Geez, what are you saying, Annabelle!? Why are you even crashing like this?Don't get me wrong, I just want to see you grow. Come on, do it right so I don't get bored!" the handsome man's great-granddaughter while inching up from her sleep.

Rumanah just remained silent and pursed her lips. She did not understand her husband who was very coercive and impatient.

"Damn it! Did he say I was boring and monotonous? He should have been able to understand that. Because I am not a woman who is good at it. I'm a rookie, woooyyy! Why didn't he look for the beauties who were shrewd and clever to spoil him? Gosh, long time can high blood if like this continues!" grumbling Rumanah in the heart.

"Annabelle, do it again. You have to understand what I'm saying and what I want. Know it? I love a wild, wild woman in bed. Then you should do it, Belle." the handsome man said as he put his spoiled wife on his shoulder.

Rumanah rolled her eyes lazily and pinched her lips. "You mean, like your ex-wife, do you?" the village girl accused her husband.

"Whataaa???" Andre looked stunned by the accusation of his tiny wife. Of course, he never compared Rumanah to his ex-wife, Luna.

"If so, please just go back deng—" not until Rumanah finished his speech, Andre quickly interrupted him.

"Stop, Annabelle!" between those handsome men who seemed to suppress his every utterance. "So that's what you said! I'm so sick of that woman! How can you say things I never thought of!?" continued the handsome man who looked ranting at his tiny wife.

Rumanah narrowed her eyes and turned her face to her husband. "If so, you must be patient with me, Sir! I'm not a woman who's used to it. How can you force and ... argh! I'd better leave it, I'm not in the mood anymore!" the village girl looked annoyed and got out of bed. He quickly grabbed the black dress lying on the floor. Not to forget about the bra and cd.

Seeing that made Andre a little inflamed. He roughly rubbed his face and went down to his wife.

"What are you doing, Annabelle. Why are you lashing this way at me? Come on, don't be like this, Annabelle. It's our wedding day, we're supposed to be going through something sweet." the handsome man grabbed his wife by the shoulder and stared softly at her plea.

Rumanah brushed off her husband's hand and pulled out a blanket to cover her entire body. He walked to the window and stood there.

"It should be you who understand, Sir." whined the village girl while crossing her arms over her chest.

Andre rubbed his face then stepped his feet toward his wife who was sulking.

"Have, then I'm sorry, Annabelle. I know I was wrong, and I hope you don't get mad at me anymore" said the handsome man, wrapping his hands around his wife's slender waist.

Rumanah simply kept quiet and let her husband embrace her spoiled body.

SERIATE...