The Love of the Duda

TCSD 83: Backs that are Tempting

"This is the fix, baby?"

After weighing up all the photos sent by Krisna, Mara's choice ultimately fell on two special folding bikes for kids and a small pink mini bike.

Mara nodded slowly. "Yes, that's all. I thought those three bikes were a good fit for them."

After sipping a glass of water that he took on the nightstand and a grain of heat-lowering medicine, Mara again laid her body on the bed. He again pulled the blanket to dampen the cold that felt so bone-piercing.

"Darling, are you going to sleep again?" the man asked while cleaning up the bushels that had been toilet without a trace.

"Yes, my body hurts all."

God is trying to remember something. He recalled that his wife once said that when he was sick he would recover quickly if scraped. "Darling I want a kerik? Let it heal quickly?"

Mara looked at this her husband's netra intently. "Can you do it?"

"Of course, honey. What can't I do for you? Want me a kerik?"

Mara began to shake off the thick blanket that covered her body. He began to unbutton the pajamas he was wearing, and after his upper body was perfectly open, he began to take a sitting position against the God.

"Come Mas. It seems right you said, after being scraped by my health this will definitely recover immediately."

"Eh but is there any wind oil and metal coins dear?" The face of God suddenly pias when he remembered that he did not store wind oil and also metal.

"In the nightstand drawer there is Mas. It was Oma Widuri who put it there."

In a hurry, the God began to open the nightstand drawer and take wind oil and coins. Without wasting much time, the man began to take a sitting position behind Mara's back and began his activities.

Gleck....

The god of distress swallowed his salivary when a smooth white view of his wife's back was clearly visible before his eyes. A back that looks so tempting and....

Jeez God... Throw away your perverted thoughts. Your wife is sick with your behavior, you ever think to make love again? You want your banana horns really cut by Oma?

The god is busy monologuing in the heart when he feels at the bottom of his body that has hardened and stiffened. Maybe this is really crazy because just seeing the back of the wife alone has made him lust to make love. He imagined that with the position of hugging the wife from behind, he began to play two pieces of crazy and solid objects belonging to his wife. But the Lord hurriedly tried to brush off all those bad thoughts.

Mara's forehead frowned slightly for almost ten minutes, the God did not take the start to scrape his back. "Mas, what's wrong? Come on, Mas, I'm freezing."

Gods gasp. The man just smiled awkwardly. "Eh yes, dear. I started ya."

"Yes!"

With the motion like a professional kerik, Dewa began to paint the back of the wife with a pattern of lines lined up neatly. The man's eyes appeared perfectly rounded when he saw the streaks of blackish-red color that began to appear on the surface of Mara's skin. Sure enough, his wife caught a cold.

"Cashhhh... Ahhhh... Yes, it's delicious. Mmpphh..."

Mara rem literate when feeling the sensation of the kerikan given by her husband.

Oh my God, what else is this? Why is my wife even sighing favorably? Didn't his sigh just make me more flea dead?

"Uuhhhh... Yes, yes, like that. If it could be harder. Ahhhhhh...."

"Harder? Couldn't it make you blister, darling?"

Mara shakes. "No Mas. Precisely if your movement is harder, it will definitely come out soon. Uhhhh.... Hmmph...."

The god slightly added to the rhythm of his hand movements. "Like this, honey?"

Mara nodded. "Aaaahhhh... Ssshhhhhhc... It's like that, my mother."

"Aaahhhhh What a nice darling huh?"

"Yes, it's delicious. It'll be out soon."

"What comes out, baby?" The god was a little astonished at what this wife meant.

The couple was busy in their activities. Without them knowing if from earlier there was someone who stuck his ear on the surface of the door leaf. Although the room in front of him is soundproof, but by sticking his ears like this, he can hear clearly the sighs that come out of the lips of the woman in this room.

"Oh my God... Turns out Mara prefers the rough way? Time and again he asked the Gods to do it out loud? It's totally beyond belief. I guess the woman liked the gentleness-filled movements but it turned out that she liked the slightly rough ones. And what did he say? He's not afraid of blisters? Ckkkccckkk was completely beyond expectations."

Krisna who had been in front of the door of the room of God can only be stunned and stunned when she heard the sensual sounds in this room. Intentions wanted to tell the boss that his order was ready to be delivered, instead getting him stuck in such a hot situation. Yes, how could he not feel the heat when he heard such pleasant voices? It is only natural that he assumes that the boss and his wife are dissolved in a sea of tempestuous desires. But there is nothing they do in there but a screech.

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"Sorry, is this really Gunawan's house?"

After knocking on the door many times in the end the driver of a pickup car carrying three bicycles met directly with the owner of this house. The owner of the house named Gunawan can only be flabbergasted because there are usually no guests who come at hours like this.

Gunawan nodded his head. "Right Sir, I'm Gunawan. Sorry what is the need, sir?"

The pickup driver smiled. "I came here to deliver a bike sir!"

Gunawan. "S-bike? What bike, sir? I never ordered a bike?"

"But from the address listed here, that it is true that this bike was delivered here sir. And I'm just in charge of delivering it."

Gunawan linked his gaze towards the pickup car parked perfectly in the front yard of the house. "Which bike will be dropped here, sir?"

"Three bikes are all down here sir!"

Gunawan's body instantly surged. If this is a misdeliver it may not be okay if he has to pay for one of the bikes. But if you have to pay for three bicycles at the same time feel he can not afford.

"But Sir. I never ordered that bike. And I also can't afford to pay for all those bike purchases. You better bring those bikes back!"

The driver just chuckled. "Mr no need to worry. These bikes have been paid off. So you just accept it!"

"What's? All of it paid off?" Gunawan slightly shouted so surprised. To the extent that his wife and three children followed the man in front of the terrace.

"Mr, what's wrong? Why are you screaming?" ask the firstborn behind the father's body.

"Yes, what's going on? I was shocked!" said the wife while holding her fourth child who is still four months old.

Gunawan is still speechless, his tongue feels so twisted. He was shocked by what he got.

"Look Mom, I'm on duty to deliver the bikes. And I don't worry because those bikes are paid off. So I'm just gonna take it."

"What?"

Not much different from Gunawan, the wife also jumped instantly. The woman also felt shock with a sustenance that suddenly came to her.

"Mother, Mother, are those bikes for us?" ask the firstborn while tugging at his mother's clothes and also his father.

"Yes Nak. Bicycles are for the three of you. Let's see it together!"

Because Gunawan and his wife could not answer anything, finally the pickup car driver who answered the question from the firstborn. He also invited the Gunawan children to take a closer look at the bikes.

"Horeee.... We have a new bike!! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Gunawan's third child soared in excitement. With great joy the three porridge-seller children followed the driver to bring the bikes down.

Dear God, who is the good guy who bought these bikes for my kids? Whoever that person is, may You always give him happiness, Lord. And thou shalt keep away from all dangers.Gunawan

I didn't expect that there were still good people around. Whoever that person may You always give abundant sustenance to that person, Lord - Gunawan's wife

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