The Touch of Gendis Love

Still trying mode

After Eser gave her pleasure a second time, she smiled with relief and satisfaction. Not so with Gendis, the woman felt embarrassed and misbehaved. Having just met, Gendis instead showed such a ludicrous reaction.

Gendis so reluctant to get out of bed, she even pulled a blanket to cover her embarrassment. Eser grew increasingly anxious to see his wife's behavior.

"Mhiu..," call Eser.

"Hmmmm..," replied Gendis, still with a closed face.

"Still less, huh? How closed anyway? If it doesn't open, I'll give it to you again!" seduce Eser while extending a hand towards the sensitive wife.

"No-no! Nay! Enough, Phiu," reject Gendis, hurry up.

Eser chuckled at Gendis' reaction. Looks adorable. "Mhiu, I was curious about Teser, he was twitching and squirming without being touched. If you try direct stimulation the reaction will be better?"

"Did?" Gendis scrunched her forehead.

"The middle of Eser" said Eser quickly as he pointed to the core with his eyes.

Gendis stood up from the bed, put back the lacy glasses properly, then closed the buttons of his superior clothes. "You trying?" tanyakanya.

Eser shakes no good. "But you just recovered, Mhiu."

Gendis did not answer, but her hand pushed her husband's body slowly to lie down, then she raised her husband's leg until the position of Eser now fully collapsed.

Slowly Gendis lowered her pants to cellulite. Jakun Eser was moving rapidly up and down, as a sense of impatience lingered in his mind.

The Gendis tongue began to move wildly around the Teser. Wholeheartedly and with all his ability to pray in his heart, Gendis tried and did her best.

Eser closed his eyes, feeling inch by inch the swipe of the wife's tongue, until the whim just slid from his mouth.

Yes, Eser felt the tension, what was in his brain was maximal, but the Teser had not fully stood upright full of confidence as usual.

"Already, Mhiu. Let's try again tomorrow. Thanks though. It's been amazing." Eser pulled Gendis' shoulder, until the Teser came out of the woman's mouth. Now, the two are lying side by side on the bed.

"Eagerly, Phiu. Keep thinking positive . Don't stop praying. We'll go through it together." Gendis said it without looking.

Eser tilted his head to face his wife. "Mhiu, tomorrow we go to church together, yes. I want us to pray together in the house of God. Wanna?"

Gendis nodded in agreement, then shuffled to her feet taking her phone. "I want to order baklava, do you want to?"

Eser frowned, but a smile rose on the man's lips. "It looks like he inherited Turkish blood strongly, still in the stomach alone, he knows what food it is."

Gendis poked her lips. "I'll whisper it to prefer tempeh, tofu and eggplant."

Without waiting for Eser's answer, Gendis just ordered. Then he takes a complete change of clothes with **********. "I want to soak first, after this, there's something important I want to talk about."

Eser slowly inched up to make his position sit down. "Want to take a shower?" godanya, immediately get a cynical whip from Gendis.

The man shifted his body slowly, raised his pants that had just been fixed, then sat back on his wheelchair. He moved the chair out of the room towards the room where Damar was.

"Mar..," call Eser while knocking on the door.

Damar opened the door. "Yes, Mum."

"Can I come in?" ask Eser half-whispering.

"Mar, shall I ask you? How about love?" Again, Eser asked in a whispering voice.

"Yes just talk about love, Mom." Damar replied with a surprised expression.

"Jeez, Mar. If that's what I know. I mean love to women."

"Want to get married again? No, Mas. Madam Gendis, even if you like ketus, actually good." Damar seems to have been mistaken.

"No! Just Ngawur. I want that...." Eser did not continue speaking.

"You what, Mas?"

"You're talking love to your mother" Eser said quickly.

Damar pulled his own forehead pretty hard. "God, I've been married a long time. Not yet declared love? What the hell, Mas? Play body language?"

"Hustttt." Eser put his index finger on his lips, hinting that Damar would lower his voice.

"Come, Mar. You'll know what your mom likes."

Damar seemed to be thinking hard. Not thinking of the answer to Eser's question, but wondering how Eser and Gendis went through marriage without ever having an expression of love.

"Mar... Come on, give me input!"

"Mbak Gendis is not romantic, it is impossible to also express love on the beach let alone bring a bouquet of flowers. Gendis can be nauseous." Damar looked closely at Eser. Wants to laugh but is afraid of the bad.

Two cool, unromantic, and cutthroat people form a relationship called marriage. It's not really easy. To say love only collides with prestige.

"Why not just be yourself. Mas is experienced. A teacher and entrepreneur as well. Cook never expressed love?"

Damar's words immediately made Eser grimace.35 years old, but in fact, he had never been in love as deeply and seriously as this. His relationship with several women during this time was only limited to the pleasure of the Teser.

"Mas, Damar is single. Still High school. Damar science, just youtube. How about we now look on youtube or in the search browser." Damar snatched a smart phone at his desk.

Then type something while spelling it slowly. "Ca-ra her-ta-kan cin-ta pa-da pe-rem-puan ju-tek."

Damar looked at the screen of the phone carefully and then thrust it on Eser. Reading what was there, made the man scratch his head.

"I'm confused, Mar. I just want to run. What say later. Hopefully my mouth can slip at certain times," hope Eser, finally. A little desperate.

Fatigue came out of the room when he heard the doorbell ringing. He came out with his hair still wrapped around a towel because it was wet. Sure enough, the food he ordered had already come.

Although astonished not to find the whereabouts of Damar and her husband outside, the already hungry Gendis immediately ate one piece of baklava voraciously. It wasn't until five minutes that he took the second cut.

Damar and Eser are coming out together from Gendis' dream room, compactly gulping down rough saliva watching the way Gendis eat the uracan.

"Sir, how are the martabak and moonlight if Mbak likes to be food like this continues?" Damar sat beside Gendis, about to draw one piece of food, but it did not come from seeing the face of his brother who seemed very unrequited to share.

Eser held her saliva in order not to drip out. Baklava is his favorite pastry. But seeing Gendis who looked like her so much, she became reluctant to ask.

Realizing that her husband's face was full of desire, Gendis approached Eser. "Akkk.;" he said, feeding half the freshly eaten pieces to Eser's mouth.

In the midst of the excitement to feel the mouthful of the wife's hand, the doorbell rang again. Damar shuffled to open it. And two unthinkable people were coming, appearing in front of Gendis and Eser.