The Love of a Duda Employer

When are you willing to be my wife?

Andre gently kissed Rumanah's slightly open shoulder. That handsome widower really couldn't bear to see that cute country girl. Scratches of golden color in the afternoon further add to the atmosphere of beauty created.

Instantly, Rumanah's heartbeat felt surging and jiggling as the handsome widower hugged his body back. What's the matter? She loves that handsome widower? Yes, from the beginning Rumanah was a little fond of her fierce master. However, when he finds out that Andre loves Meliza, the village girl breaks her hopes and tries to hold her heart. And now? You all already know if the bigger one is Andre. Sometimes love comes from anywhere.

"Do you really want to be my wife, Annabelle?" the handsome widower asked in a soft voice. Whispering but barely audible by the ears of the village girl. His burly hands hugged the warm slender waist of the village girl he wanted.

Rumanah looked stunned in shock at her sudden fierce master question. While he himself did not know what answer he gave to his fierce master. Holy hooch!

"Huh? To be your wife?" Rumanah looked nervous and slightly stammered in response to her fierce employer's question.

Andre nodded. "Why don't you understand, Annabelle. Even though you want to marry me," said the handsome widower as he let go of his embrace and stood next to the nanny of his beautiful daughter.

Nervous rumanah, gerogi and also misbehavior. What's wrong with her? And what's with that handsome widower? Did that handsome widower really want to marry her?

"What am I talking about? But maybe I am in love with this village girl. The proof is that every second I think about it. Nothing else, even Meliza is able to be defeated by the charm of this village girl," said Andre in his heart.

"I'll marry you soon enough, Annabelle. Do you believe this word of mine?" said Andre who managed to make Rumanah back up in shock.

"Ah, yes, Sir. I believe," replied the village girl who looked still nervous.

Andre smiled warmly. "Then, now take off your clothes," said Andre who managed to make Rumanah wide in shock.

"Huh??? Why should I take off my shirt, sir?" asked Rumanah who looked surprised.

"Don't I tell you I want to swim with you? Hmmm," replied the handsome widower while playing his fingers on the smooth cheeks of the village girl.

"Oh, but I don't need to undress, sir. I can really do it even with this negligee, he he he he he," the village girl subtly refused.

Not wanting to waste time and continue to force, finally Andre resigned and agreed. The handsome widower slowly lowered his foot into the pond. While the village girl looked still standing on the edge of the pond.

"Let's get down, Belle. The water is very fresh," Andre asked as he extended his hand.

Rumanah smiled a little. His master was handsome and cool. Sexy and also exciting, but sometimes all the beauty that the handsome widower has can be defeated by his ferocity.

"Alright, but it looks like it's too deep here, sir. How about turning over there, look for the shallow one" said the village girl who then ran west.

"Okay, I glided there, it turns out you didn't dare to depth," the handsome widower finally dived and sank to where Rumanah was sitting playing his feet in the pool water.

Byuuurr!!!

Andre poked his head right in front of Rumanah, and it made the village girl surprised.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaa, muonyooong lu!" the village girl screeched. Suddenly, his words reappeared. And now, his face and mini negligee have been wet with splashes of water.

"Ha ha ha ha," Andre laughed loosely at the expression of the village girl.

"Master, next time if you want to startle me first so that I am not surprised," the village girl whined a little.

"Ha ha ha ha, the name is not surprising if you use it first. Fucking oons!" hiss Andre accompanied his crisp laughter.

Rumanah rolled her eyes irritated. "Master too often surprises me," whined the village girl.

Andre smiled as he placed both hands on the thigh of his little nanny. "He he he he, someday I will make you feel unparalleled pleasure, Annabelle," said the handsome widower.

Rumanah turned her face into the air. Not wanting for long he stared at the handsome face of his fierce master. Fear of khilaf, he he he.

"Annabelle, you don't judge me like that. Know it? Your face is getting sweet and adorable if you are pouting like that," said the handsome widower who managed to make Rumanah jerked in shock and attacked by bucin virus.

Rumanah held back her smile so as not to overflow and melt, ah handsome dudo who is a tombal. He could always make the village girl blush embarrassed and misbehaved.

"Annabelle, should I hold your body?" ask Andre.

"Hmm? Holding my body?" Rumanah did not seem to understand.

"Yes, because I'm afraid you're going to fly into space because you've earned my praise, ha ha ha ha!" replied the handsome widower accompanied by his laughter.

Rumanah rounded her eyes full and folded her lips inward. "Damn it, he just flipped me!" hiss the village girl in heart.

"Here you go, Annabelle. How long are you gonna sit here? Come here, take my hand," Andre asked as he extended his hand.

Rumanah let out a rough breath and nodded her head without hesitation. Without a second thought he caught the hands of his fierce master and slowly lowered his legs. His left hand was not a hindrance to him, because the protective plastic was really strong and protected his hand from being exposed to water.

"Hows it? Fresh, right?" said Andre while gently rubbing the beautiful face of the village girl.

Rumanah nodded. "Yes, sir" he answered.

"Then let's go diving, you said you could swim, so I want to see it" Andre said.

"Come, who's afraid!" rumanah answered defiantly.

Andre smiled knot. "One, two, three, gooooo!" after he counted forward, the two of them began to dive and swim to greet the cold pool water.

Andre was so agile to pedal his legs and hands, while Rumanah seemed a little difficult because his left hand was a little sore if it had to be forced.

"Huuuh, it's so slow of you, Belle," led Andre when Rumanah just pulled over, while she was already.

"Don't comment much, sir! Look at my hand, here's why," the village girl murmured.

"He he he, it's okay, I'm just kidding. After all, you still look sweet and adorable even if you lose to me," said the handsome widower while hugging the friendly village girl.

Rumanah just kept quiet and set her breath pretty ngosan. Andre now wants to launch his strategy.

"Annabelle, when are you willing to be my wife?" asked Andre while pushing Rumanah's body slowly to stick to the wall on the side of the pool.

Rumanah gasped, confused as to what to answer. While the handsome widower in front of him increasingly does not want to be silent. His hands started to mischievously, playing on his face, neck up to his two twin hills.

"Jawab only, I will marry you whenever you want" Andre whispered to the ears of the village girl.

"Uhm, I don't know, maybe I should think about it first," replied the village girl in a heavy voice.

"Oh, that's it." said Andre while bringing his body closer to Rumanah's body as close as possible. And it made the breath of Rumanah feel stuck in the throat. "I'll wait then!" whispered Andre seraua hugged tightly and attached her body to the body of the village girl.

Uh, they're really sticking there's not the slightest distance. So do not be surprised if the current trunk of the elephant belongs to Andre was attached and a little swipe on the miss vag belongs to Rumanah which is still protected.

"Uh, what is this? So loud, why is this thing propping up my god's crown?" rumanah said in his heart.

~The fragrant rose entered my sense of smell, such is the fragrance of your burly body, Mr. Andre,~ (Rumanah)

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