
Marsha came home happily. He was happy because his treatment in the salon was very satisfying. The girl thought Jeremy would be very impressed by having an understanding wife. Prepare yourself before the war.
Similarly to Marsha, Jeremy laughed and then put the item he ordered bought by Peter into his pants pocket. Four pieces of modnok with different flavors like chewing gum.
Peter did not expect he would see the ridiculousness of Jeremy whose age had even been said to be mature.
"Let's hurry, Pet. Still no work? I don't want to go home too late" Jeremy said to Peter with a big laugh.
Peter came out without answering, then came back with some files that Jeremy had to finish.
"Please, Sir!" peter said as he placed a stack of files on the table of the boss.
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At home, Marsha locked the bedroom door. Some lingerie she jerer in bed to wear tonight. The girl placed her index finger on the cheek, confused which one was the taste of the husband. Until an idea pops into Marsha's head. She put on all that lingerie and took pictures of herself. She sent all her portraits to her husband.
Meanwhile, Jeremy was still focused on work, even though in his mind the shadow of the first night had already filled his head. Before long the man's phone rang several times, the longer it sounded faster like someone deliberately leaning messages on him.
Jeremy swears annoyed, he takes his phone with a sour face, until he sees Marsha's name and dozens of sexy photos of his wife with various kinds and forms of lingerie. His bad taste is gone too.
[I'm confused which one you like, so pick one ]
Jeremy gulped, he shifted the photos Marsha sent and looked at her one by one. Several times he enlarged the photo. Marsha's chest that is not so contained even now looks beautiful in her eyes.
[Whichever you like, everything looks good on your body ]
Jeremy put down the phone after replying to Marsha's message. He packed the files on the table in a hurry.
[Alright I wear the cream color only ]
[ Hem... Twenty minutes to my house ]
"Peter take this file. I'll continue tomorrow. I want to go home" Jeremy shouted in a loud voice.
Peter was confused because the boss walked out and hurried to the elevator, as well as Marsha who immediately hurriedly cleaned the room at home. He even jumped into the bathroom to take a shower. Marsha can't let Jeremy fuck his body with sweat.
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"Master's home, whatever.... "
Jeremy walked quickly into the house and did not answer his maid's greeting. The thing he went to after arriving at the house was only one, the room where his wife was. He was very excited, but when he was almost in front of the room he was immediately anxious.
"What should I do? Shower first? Hugged her? Kissed her?"
The scenario in the head makes Jeremy think long enough, until he decides to take a shower first before making love with Marsha.
Jeremy holds the doorknob and turns it, dear Marsha did lock it from the inside. He would not want to knock and call the name of the wife.
"See, I'm going in!"
"Well, yes, what are you going to do now? You won't be able to run. Tonight you'll be a virgin." Marsha shut her mouth. He was getting angry because Jeremy called his name again.
Marsha would not open the door, she deliberately just popped her head out of fear of a maid passing by and saw her wearing sexy clothes.
Jeremy was sweet, he entered and closed the door, while his wife was standing scared with two hands in front of her body.
"Sir Je, why are you home?"
"I can't wait" Jeremy replied.
"Ti-can't wait?" Marsha bit her lower lip, then said, "I-I'm also impatient."
Intended to shower in fact Jeremy can not. He pulled Marsha's waist and scanned the girl's face deeply.
"Answer my question first!" Said Jeremy in a sensual tone.
"Whatis that? I feel like I'm going to go through UN. Nganu Test," answered Marsha.
Jeremy laughed, he grabbed Marsha's lips and mumbled softly.
"Basic MRT. Yes, this is UN for you. Think again do you really want to do that with me?"
"Why think again? brother's not my husband?" Marsha winks her eyes. Her natural eyelashes make her beautiful face look more charming.
"I don't want you to whine or cry after.... "
The tiptoed Marsha poked her hand against Jeremy's neck. With Jemawa he said
"I'm not a child, so why should I whine and cry?"
Jeremy smiled and touched their lips again, he just believed that Marsha would definitely behave like a granddaughter Sugiono. Doesn't that girl like to watch it?
Yet.....
Five minutes
Ten minutes
Fifteen minutes
"No way, sick! Brother hurt me."
Marsha sat down with her legs bent, her body plain and not a single thread covered.
"Marsha, don't you know that you have to at first?"
Jeremy covered his body with a blanket. He scratched his hair because he was confused by his wife's behavior.
"Sister's too big!" whining Marsha.