The Love of a Duda Employer

Adorable

The afternoon wind was getting more and more piercing to the bones. Cold pool water can make the atmosphere more tense. The breath of two people seemed to beat the cold.

Rumanah sighed, sighed and occasionally groaned favorably. Although the game has not reached its peak, but the village girl felt an incredible sensation.

As it had already happened, Andre put Rumanah to sleep. However, this time it was not on the bed or on the sofa. However, on the edge of the pool that is only based on ceramic patterned rocks. How beautiful this afternoon, if only every day they could wrestle spoiled like that. It was certain that birds and plants were staring enviously at them.

"Sluuuurr!" Andre smeared*at favors the spongy twin balloon shoots. Rumanah instantly closed her eyes, letting the grown man control her body.

"You are beautiful" whispered Andre who then landed his lips on the tiny lips of his little babysitter.

The statement could not speak, only gestures and****** were issued to describe his feelings.

"Emmmh," Rumanah muttered favorably. Meanwhile, Andre's burly hands have now tried to remove the CD that Rumanah was wearing.

And now, the village girl squeezed the black hair of her double master. Holding something that has risen to the crown.

"Annabelle, why doesn't your pussy have feathers?" asked Andre while gently rubbing the mis vags belonging to Rumanah.

Rumanah opened her eyes. "It turns out not only fierce and perverted, now you are also very kepo, yes!" sumang Rumanah while covering the face of her fierce master using her hands. Maybe he was embarrassed because the perverted master was so observant to watch his entire body.

Andre smiled as he put away Rumanah's tiny hands. "What's wrong with you? You ashamed of me?" asked the handsome widower while looking gently at the sweet face of his little daughter's nanny.

Rumanah blushed in embarrassment and turned her face red. "Ish, suck! Already ah, I do not want to be a blow to the birds and leaves here," hissed the village girl while inching up.

"Hey, we're not done yet" said Andre, pulling the hand of his little nanny, causing Rumanah to fall into the lap of her fierce master.

Rumanah smiled slightly, while Andre now rained his cheeks down to the nape of Rumanah with a kiss. The handsome widower looked increasingly anxious at his little daughter's nanny.

"IIiiiiiyyy, you are so mischievous, Sir," hissed Rumanah as she embraced the spoiled neck of her fierce master.

Andre smiled slightly, they were both like a newlywed couple who were always sticky and bucin.

"You made me naughty, Annabelle!" seloroh Andre while burying his face on the neck of the village girl.

Instantly Rumanah chuckled withholding amusement, her fierce master was ngusel-nguel white neck belonging to the village girl.

"Aha ha ha ha ha ha ha!" the village girl could not hold amused. His body shakes with laughter.

"Shut up, Belle. You'll make everyone hear your voice" Andre scolded as he ended his activities.

"He he he he, the end of the master made me amused," protested the village girl.

"Lantas, you want more than amused?" insist Andre while groping the naughty smooth thighs of the village girl.

"Ish, I didn't say it," Rumanah sighed as she brushed off Andre's heavy hand.

"Hmmm, you're lying" accused Andre, who now appears to be breaking down and leaving the village girl on top of her sixpack stomach.

Rumanah shook her head. "No, I'm telling you the truth!" talk about the village girl.

Andre smiled slightly and pushed Rumanah's body slightly backwards. Of course he deliberately did so that his little sister was right facing the miss pags of the village girl.

"Annabelle, have you ever danced?" andre asked as he caught the right hand of his beautiful daughter's nanny.

Rumanah. "Never, I don't like dancing, sir." replied the village girl.

"Hmmm, you deserve to be so stiff, Belle," said the handsome widower as he squeezed a rubbery balloon belonging to his little nanny.

"Ish, am I a dry canoebo? If you talk like it," hiss the village girl did not accept.

"Ha ha ha ha, that's not what I mean. But you're so stiff. If you're not stiff, then now you'll rule over me" the handsome widower said with a crisp laugh.

Rumanah frowned inexplicably. "What do you mean, sir?" ask the village girl,

Andre smiled nosily while staring at the spoiled sweet face of the village girl. "You're gonna do what I did to you, Annabelle!" said the handsome widower who now seemed to pull the body of the village girl to overstretch her body.

"Now you understand. Then quickly do what I said just now!" the handsome widower's orders were urgent.

Rumanah fell silent and swallowed her rough saliva. Of course he can't do it. He was too shy and not agile. Holy hooch!

"Emh, I don't seem to understand, sir. Oh yeah, it's getting late. We better leave this place, I'm afraid the princess and Ferhat will follow here," said the village girl who hurriedly got up and away from her double master.

"Hey, why did you run away? We're not done yet" Andre protested.

Rumanah smiled slightly while putting her wet clothes back on. "Hum, I think it would be more fun if we were married, sir" said the village girl who then stepped foot to leave Andre.

"Damn it, you can't just leave!" this time Andre seemed to raise his voice. He quickly ran to catch the body of the village girl and hugged her.

"Aaaaa, let go, sir! I have to get out of here" Pinta Rumanah thrashed.

"But I really want you, my future wife," Andre said.

"Yes, I get it. But we can do it after we get married, sir," Rumanah replied.

"Oh so. So, when can I marry you?" ask Andre.

"Tomorrow can, too" replied Rumanah with a long smile.

Andre smiled slightly. "You're naughty and impatient, Annabelle." - Andre's great-granddaughter while pinching the not-so-steady nose of Rumanah's.

"He he he he he, because I feel sorry for you, Sir. I'm afraid you're depressed and in a mental institution because you want to feel anu with me, Astoge!" rumanah's claws that managed to make Andre laugh out loud.

"Ha ha ha ha, you are so funny, Annabelle," said the handsome widower with a crisp laugh.

Rumanah only smiled a little.

"Why don't you apply to be—" Andre hasn't finished talking, suddenly Rumanah interrupted him.

"Crawler?" guess Rumanah.

"No, being a taxi driver!" andre replied annoyed. Already know the comedian still has to ask.

"Ha ha ha ha, not in sync!" rumanah Protest.

"You're a bitch!" great-granddaughter while biting the little nape of the village girl's neck.

"Aauuw, sick, sir!" ringis Rumana.

"You want good?" Andre Goda.

Rumanah shook her head and then broke away from the embrace of the handsome widower. "I want out of this place. Good afternoon, and bye!" said the village girl while turning her body and moving her legs.

Andre gawked without a word.

"Oh yes, I forgot," said Rumanah who then turned her body back and stepped over to her fierce master.

"Don't forget, marry me immediately. I'm impatient," said the village girl as she stroked the spoiled chest of her fierce master field.

Andre closed his eyes washed away by the caress.

Muach!

Rumanah landed her lips on the smooth cheek of her fierce master. And it makes Andre terjankang shocked but also increasingly anxious at the nanny of his daughter.

"Don't forget, yaaa!" said the village girl while running away from her fierce master.

Andre smiled wryly and was very fascinated. "Ck, adorable!" his chest shook his head.

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