THE VIRGIN AND THREE WIDOWS

Very Unbearable..

Dodit's eyes continued to look at the wife who was still playing with her robo-thunderboy. Worried that the wife will be disappointed with the size of hers replaced happy and proud when she saw the wife really likes her personal items. Even without disgust, Risma played her tongue there even though her rowanya cucumber was wet by a thick spray of white water.

Rowo Dodit's grandson again stiffened perfectly due to the play of his wife's mouth and tongue. The young man again made a sound, groaning out a sense of favor.

"Dn't." Risma called and stopped her activities.

"Yes, Honey?" Dodit asked as he looked at his wife

"Why haven't we kissed yet? We played for almost an hour?" Dodit was slightly surprised by the wife's question.

"Well, can you forget?" Dodit said with a smile, "But, Yang, I've never kissed a girl." His complaints made Risma swamp dumbfounded. She was amazed her husband turned out to be such a straight young man. Even a kiss has never been anything worse.

"What's right, Dit?" And Dodit nodded quickly. Risma chuckled a little then she took off her handgrip from her rowan grandson, stood up and she again sat on Dodit's lap facing her husband's face.

Back Dodit's chest was thumping violently as his gaze clashed with each other's flimsy smiles. His heart jumped more and more as Risma's face approached his face.

Cup.

Risma put her lips on Dodit's lips. Risma's lips moved but Dodit's lips fell silent. Dodit is still confused on how to do it. But over time the instincts again lead him. Dodit started moving his lips. Although a bit stiff but Risma was quite happy, Dodit immediately reacted and fought with his actions.

"Where? Yummy?" Risma asked as they momentarily stopped the lip war.

"Enak, Ying. But I'm not an expert." Answer Dodit honestly.

"Not what. Old ntar is also an expert. I wasn't an expert, too, honey."

"After all, Yang?" And Risma gladly granted her husband's request.

The lip war happened again. At first it was normal, but Dodit who seemed to understand how to play lips made the lip war even more wild. In addition, Dodit's guerrilla hand on his twin hills made the incident feel very hot.

"Oh, yes, Yang. How to make a red mark on the body anyway?" Dodit asked as they paused for a moment from lip war activities. Risma smiled hearing that.

"Now, watch my lips." Risma and Dodit said, "Then feel it?" Dodit.

Dodit saw lips that were open but not too wide. The lip then landed on her neck for quite a while and Dodit felt a small bite and the lips sucked up the skin of her neck.

"Well, red. How's it? Can feel?" Ask Risma a moment later.

"That!" Show Risma and Dodit a look. Lonely smile on her lips, Now you try, Dit. But kiss her here." Said Risma while showing her twin hills. And Dodit nodded.

He imitated forming his lips like Risma and quickly that lips he glued and took a deep sip like his wife did.

Amazed, that was how Dodit felt when he managed to make a red mark.

"Live up, Yang!" Dodit cried with a big smile and Risma returned the smile while nodding after seeing the results of her husband's creations.

"Good, Dit. Make another try." Risma's orders and Dodit happily obeyed her.

In the spirit of Dodit gave red marks many times on the twin hills of the wife. His smile continued to grow when he saw the results. It is not just the twin hills that are targeted. The upper body of the wife was not spared from the attack of Dodit so it did not feel the red mark was scattered to the neck up to the twin hills of his wife.

Risma was really made to float over the treatment of her husband. Plus, down there, her nest continues to rub against her husband's weapon making her unable to bear to immediately do the core game.

"Who, now your rowom grandson goes into the nest huh? I can't stand it." Pinta Rism. Dodit was a little stunned but he immediately nodded.

"The chair and that, pull here and laid out, Yang." Risma said while pointing to four seats without backrests on the right and left side of the bridal seat until it looks wider. Dodit obeyed him and soon he rose to carry out the orders of his wife.

After the chair was neatly arranged near the bridal chair, Risma half-layed down and opened her legs wide making Dodit who was still standing stunned by the sight before him.

"You're a pinter, who. There can be a neat idea for a kayak gini chair." Dodit was amazed. Risma just smiled.

"Here you are, who, go in!" Risma said while wiping the swab of the nest makes Dodit really tempted and eager to obey the request of the wife.

Dodit held his rowing grandson fully upright and directed him before the wife's nest. But he stopped when the head of the rowo grandson was right in front of the nest door making Risma scrunch her forehead.

"Why stop? Come on in, honey." Whine Risma but Dodit was still silent for a while.

"Why? How long, Yang?" Risma asked in surprise while wiping the swab of the nest that was already very throbbing.

"This is the entrance through what's up, Yang? I'm confused."

"Geez!"

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