
After dinner....
"I'm a massage, huh, honey?" asked Jackson expectantly.
"It doesn't hurt anymore" she refused gently.
"Take the hell, honey."
"So you're happy that I'm in pain!" Sargah Nata pouted.
"It's not so, honey. I just don't want you to be in pain anymore, so I have to be ready to provide the best service for you" Jackson explained.
"Reason," hissed Nata while holding his hands together.
"Don't pout that dong, darling. The one below who could not stand it," Jackson gently grasped both of his wife's shoulders.
"Who's pouting?" Saut Nata's.
"It's a frown," Jackson replied with a pinch on Nata's manyun lips.
"Hemp, hemp ...." Nata had difficulty when he was going to talk and Jackson immediately let go.
"Sakitt," Nata complained as he stroked his lips.
"Hehe ... Sorry, Sweetie."
"Let's go to the room!" Jackson immediately lifted Nata's body out of the elevator and into the room.
Arriving at the bed, Jackson immediately laid Nata down slowly.
"Don't overlap my stomach, tightness!" Nata complains about removing Jackson from his body.
"Alright, From the side only," Jackson hugged Nata's slender waist from the side.
"How about we play tonight, honey?" Jackson whispered in his wife's ear. Instantly, the sensitive Nata earlobes respond by giving rise to a red color.
"What-what's play?" Nata asked shyly but wanted to.
"Yes playing as usual. Can, right?" Jackson asked permission.
"Alright, but slowly," said Nata quickly.
Jackson turned his wife's body, opening one by one the buttons of Nata's shirt until all the buttons were removed.
Not the two Nata mounds that Jackson was after. But, Nata's distended stomach that he kissed countless times nonstop.
"Darling, Daddy's cute, handsome sons and daughters, Daddy let's disturb your Mommy, will you? Daddy wants to see you both. Can, huh?" His permission on his twins.
"Aren't they both boys, honey?"
"My gut tells me one of them is a girl. But, he's very strong. That's why he's not detected" Jackson said.
"It's up to you" said Nata choose to enjoy the game Naughty husband.
"What is this, honey? I'm his*p can ya?" Jackson asked, pointing at the two mounds of his wife who was still wrapped in a bra. That part he couldn't miss, because it was also his favorite.
"As for you, I resigned," replied Nata embarrassedly as he covered his face with both palms.
"Haha ... I love your word of resignation, honey," said Jackson hurry mamawikan favorite part of it.
"The ASI'm still out. Don't rem*s-rem*s, there will be more and more exits." Nata reminded.
"Quiet, Honey. I'm ready to take it." Jackson continued to do what he was supposed to do.
Satisfied playing on top, Jackson began to go down. Stopped again in Nata's distended stomach, kissing and hugging him affectionately.
"We're starting, huh, honey?"
"Yes, hurry!" Excited Nata who is now impatient due to the work of Jackson who continues to work on it.
Slowly, Jackson began to take down the last cloth wrapped around his wife's core down there. Afterwards, Jackson began to stroke the part so slowly.
"Jack-son," call Nata by biting the finger holding the favor.
"Yes, honey." Jackson buried one of his middle fingers in there.
"Ja-jackson, uh ... Slow down!"
"Ready, dear," instead of complying, Jackson instead sped up the movement of his hand.