The Love of a Duda Employer

Must check with the doctor

Andre parked his luxury car right in his garage. The handsome widower seemed to be unceasingly teasing his little daughter's nanny. During the trip, Andre's burly hands seemed unwilling to remain silent. So that it makes Rumanah growled and ilfeel at the fierce employer plus perverted it.

"It's over, Annabelle. You can go down by yourself, right?" andre said to his daughter's nanny.

Rumanah opened her eyes and let out a rough breath. "Not to be asked!" the ketusnya who is now getting bolder to his fierce employer.

Andre smiled nosily. "Don't lie, I'm sure you need my help, Annabelle. And, if you want to undress first, then do it! I think something's stuck in your heart." Andre said confidently.

Rumanah rolled her lazy eyeballs and stared intently at her fierce master. "Huuah, I no longer understand this fierce master. Why is it that in his mind just undress and wash clothes*ng round? Gosh, it really made me feel good about him. Handsome sii handsome, but bawdy bangeet. Iyuuwww, I think Ms. Mel will be overwhelmed if they get married. This fierce employer must always ask Mbak Mel to serve him every day until the whole body feels crumpled and destroyed. Hiiiyyy!" cerocos Rumana in the heart.

"Hey, what are you thinking? Why are you silent and looking at me like that? You want to say something but you're not able to say it, are you? Just tell me if you want to undress in front of me, Annabelle!" urged Andre who really made Rumanah off guard and annoyed at him.

"Ck, it's best that after this you should see a doctor, sir. If necessary I will take you to check the health of your brain and mind. Holy jeez!" the great-grandson of the nineteen-year-old village girl.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!" The handsome widower immediately laughed at the words of his daughter's nanny.

While Rumanah no longer seemed to want to respond and serve his perverted employer who was almost crazy for wanting himself to be telanja*ng in front of the handsome widower.

"Settors!" grunts Rumanah in the heart. Not wasting any more time Rumanah got off the luxury car. His left hand that had been operated on was still wrapped in gauze and water-repellent bandages.

"Ck, motherfucker. Until when the fierce master was perverted like this to me. Oh, my God, is Mel being treated like this too?" Rumanah chattered as she was about to enter the luxurious house owned by her fierce master.

"Yes, I'm brave. Because you've also dared to pervert me, fierce master!" sumang Rumanah in the heart. The village girl seemed to keep her feet up without looking at her perverted master.

"Wait for me, Annabelle. You can't get ahead of this employer of yours." Andre half-screamed. The handsome widower further accelerated his steps, until when he was close to Rumanah, without thinking long the handsome widower pulled Rumanah's arm so as to make the shortest Rumanat shocked, and...

"Yetoooooooh." The reflexes turned his back and almost fell, but fortunately Andre nimbly caught his body. So that it makes Rumanah must be in the arms of her fierce master.

Andre was silent as Rumanah's paypayud was attached just below his upper and lower chest. Yes, of course he can feel the elasticity of paypayud belonging to the village girl. While Rumanah seemed stunned when she realized what was going on.

"Ah, forgive me, sir." said the village girl while releasing herself from Andre's arms.

Andre blinked his eyes and stared flatly at his daughter's nanny. Without a smile and without saying anything, the handsome widower just passed from before Rumanah.

"Iiish, shit." rumanah sighed while tidying up her long hair that was a little messy.

Rumanah stepped back into her room. Of course he had to put a paper bag containing dirty clothes in his room. After that the real village girl who had a beautiful and alluring face was back on foot to meet her upbringing who might be in her room.

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