THE VIRGIN AND THREE WIDOWS

Romance Night..

Risma was flabbergasted at her husband's question. Soon, however, the sound of her laughter broke. While Dodit who felt there was nothing wrong with his question even snorted. He stuck his face on the nest of the wife and then he rubbed his face there.

"Ouch! Dodit, it's ticklish!" Strangled Risma while laughing and trying to cover her stomach from Dodit's face.

"Bodo very! other people ask seriously, even laughing." Dodit's murmur and he keeps pinning his face.

"Yes, geez, baby. Forgive me! Udah, ticklish." And Dodit stopped the action. He got up and took a sip of the two twin hills the wife took turns and then returned to lay his head in the lap of the wife.

"Where, Yang? The time during which you came the moon, my roowoku grandson was unemployed? Not very happy" complained Dodit. His eyes were staring at his wife.

"Well, how else? Yes in hold dong, Mas. It's only been a week." Reply Risma who increasingly felt anxious about her husband's behavior.

"Well, if it comes to pengengin, the use of the hand again? Bosen, Ying. It's just like this." Said Dodit while showing the movement of the hand holding his robo cucumber as he completed his desire before marriage. Again Dodit did something that made Risma laugh.

"Well, if you wear your hands, I'll help you with my hands. How's it?" Fresh Risma.

"Really, Yang? You want to help?" Ask Dodit.

"Well, I'll help you. You said you wanted to, Mas."

"Ready!" Reply Dodit spirit. Now he showered Risma's stomach with his lips.

"What if you used to play with your hands, how many times a week can you play, Mom?" Ask Risma curiously.

"At least once a month, which. Fear of blisters if frequent. Continued fear of not lasting out if often forced to use the hands." Reply Dodit and Risma only listened well without interrupting.

"Pantes, you're so strong, Mom. Even a round." Tukas Risma's.

"Well, so that I can satisfy my wife, Yang. You're not satisfied, Yang? Playing with me?" Dodit asked and his hand continued to play with the wife's twin.

"That's very satisfying, Yang. That's why I resigned when you invited me to play." Hearing Risma's confession, Dodit's heart felt flying. How happy he can make his wife satisfied.

"Not sick, Yang? Every night I'm a spoon. If it hurts to talk. Let me just flinch." Dodit asked a little worried.

"Yes a little sick, Yang. But if it's good, it doesn't hurt anymore." Risma Reply. Dodit was a little surprised and he immediately got up from Risma's lap.

"No need, Mom."

"Don't refuse! I lay down."

Want to not want to, Risma also nurut. He put his body on the floor. Dodit sat cross-legged beside Risma's foot base. His hands are stretched out towards the nest and start a special massage ala Dodit.

On the same night, in a different house and a different room. A couple of newlyweds are also busy opening one by one the donated envelopes.

"Oh my goodness, my. This is just one sack this much. What if the two sacks are opened?" Melati said in amazement at what she saw before her eyes.

"It's all because I'm also diligent, Yang. Let's just say I'm currently reaping the fruits of what I planted. That's later the one sack for mom and dad, and the two sacks enter your account and the one in the plastic bag for your parents." Melati is stunned by Jaka's decision. She looked at her husband.

"This is your money, Yang? You are the one who nyimpen." Melati Proposal.

"This is our money, our fortune, not your money or mine. We never make a fuss about money. Then this money will also be made in your store capital, Yang." Terang Jaka. jasmine also felt moved. He got up and forced to sit on the lap of the husband.

"Oh my goodness, honey? It's not over yet." Pekik Jaka's. Instead of moving, Melati even put her lips on the lips of the husband. Maliciously Melati moved her lips.

Jaka did not stay silent. He also welcomed the wife's attack. The lip war is getting wild. Even Jaka threw the wife's body on the bed until the money and envelope were scattered in all directions.

Now Jaka's lips are not only attacking Melati's lips, now the lips are guerrilla to the neck and so along with the stocky hands that begin to go where.

And still on the same night but in different houses and rooms, there was a woman with a body wrapped around the bed. Both of his hands move actively down the body which is only covered with twin hill trappers and a bermuda triangle.

Both hands stopped. The left hand massages slowly one of its twin hills and the right hand moves into the bermuda triangle and plays there.

In his irregular body movements, accompanied by the moaning sound of pleasure he felt, his mouth also muttered many times and called out one name.

"June! Keep Jun! very tasty."

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