THE VIRGIN AND THREE WIDOWS

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After almost spending two hours in the hot sun. Now the two people who have just embraced the feeling of longing in the romance game seem to lie unwind. No matter the sticky body full of sweat and also the feeling of heat due to the scorching sun, they still hug each other without covering the body.

The woman's eyes were closed with her head on the man's chest and her fingers playing on the black dot of the man's chest full of tattoos.

While the man stroked the soft shoots of his female hair with eyes looking up into the sky.

"Which?" Call Jaka.

"Gum." Reply Jasmine.

"Happy?" Ask Jaka.

"Play with a man as handsome as you where there is satisfaction, Yang." Answer Melati.

"God! How could that be?" Reply Jaka astonished.

"Yes, we can play first, five rounds." Said Melati and she got up and sat staring at Jaka's face.

"Honestly, Yang. I want to hurry up we are halal, let us calm down every time we do something like this. Moreover, your good looks always make fret, Yang." Saying honestly. Jaka also got up and now they sit face to face on a foam mattress. Jaka rewinded his body slightly leaning against the wall of the room.

"I know, I want it that way, too, Yang. But you know for yourself. I am a man, it is my duty to make a living. I don't want to be a man with no self-respect." Reply Jaka.

"But if your parents want it fast, are you going to put it off, too, Yang?" Ask Melati. Now he lays his head on one of Jaka's thighs and his hands gently caress the limp drooping anaconda.

"If the old man asks, maybe I'll consider it, Yang. Moreover, the same mother who never tired give advice so that I can take care of myself. But in fact I can't take care of myself when I'm alone with you, Yang." Reply Jaka while laughing softly and stroking Melati's hair.

"Why can't you take care of yourself?" Ask Melati without feeling guilty.

"Where can not take care of yourself if the two of you carry it to open the clothes continue." Jaka answered with a laugh.

"Ear? Make what?" Ask Melati without changing position. He is still loyal to the throats of the lover's thigh.

"Pengin rapiin armpit hair, Yang. Kind of uncomfortable." Hearing Jaka's words, Melati immediately got up.

"What! Armpit hair in rapiin?" Jaka nodded, "Have a son! Can't! That's my favorite feather." Melati Protest.

"Byeah! It's growing again, Yang." Jaka.

"Can't! My favorite feather guy, don't dare to dare to cry! Just be careful if silent armpit hair dirapiin!" Threaten Melati and it makes Jaka amazed in disbelief.

"Good, Honey! For armpit hair, you're threatening me?" Jaka asked in no way.

"Yes, why? Your armpit hair has become my favorite feather, so do not dare you tidy it up!" Jasmine answered ketus and Jaka finally resigned. His smile grew between joy and wonder.

"Well, what's that fur in the rapiin? It was random the feather." Show Jaka.

"Well, if this feather can be neatin. But armpit hair don't. I'll take the scissors, let me do it." Melati answered and she went out of the room to pick up the scissors under the television table.

It didn't take long, Melati went back to the room with a pair of scissors in hand. Initially Jaka who wanted to tidy his own anacond hair but Melati forbid it and finally Melati who tidied the fur.

Jaka sat leaning back, his legs flat. Patently, Melati cut off the fur that had grown densely around her lover's anaconda.

Jaka kept watching him. Even his smile was perfect.

"It's nice that every day is spoiled like this." Jaka Gumam.

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