
A moment ago
Marsha replies to every kiss Jeremy no less passionate. Her hand even gently scratched the back of her husband's head as Jeremy's hand crept onto his back.
Jeremy lifts Marsha's body, and the wife's reflexes wrap two legs around her waist.
Slowly Jeremy dropped Marsha on the bed, with two hands resting on the bed. Jeremy looked at Marsha's reddened face.
"Do you love me?"
A little nod Marsha gave in response. She asks if Jeremy has the same feelings for her.
"Of course, I'll give my life to you" said Jeremy.
"While I'm not a good wife?" ask Marsha again.
"I'm sure you'll be a good wife as time goes by."
The wise words from Jeremy made Marsha moved. She sums up her husband's cheek and kisses his lips gently. The longer the kiss gets wild, Marsha's hands have even turned to Jeremy's shirt buttons and released them one by one.
It didn't take long, now they're almost half over. Jeremy left only an ash boxer that looked very sexy.
His lip kiss now moved to Marsha's neck. He kissed and occasionally touched his tongue and took a sip. Marsha groaned slowly. The girl's slender body wriggled and her hands began to touch Jeremy's burly back.
"Sister Je," called Marsha, his chest seemed to rise and fall along with Jeremy's lips peaking at the top.
Although small and not as clever as he imagined, but Jeremy believes if it continues to be treated like this, Marsha's chest will also change size by itself. Jeremy smiled, the pink seed felt hardened, until he grabbed the other with his hands still squeezing and occasionally pinching small.
"Sister!"
"Yes, baby" Jeremy replied. He saw the look in Marsha's eyes so resigned that his hand passed Marsha's lingerie through the bottom.
Not stopping there, Jeremy also released the panties owned by Marsha to be surprised to see the part that is very smooth.
"Yes!"
"Glowing, right? I went to the salon." Marsha straightened her neck slightly while biting her lips to look down there.
"Did you prepare it?"
"Of course, I want big brother to be happy."
"Yes, I'm so happy!"
Jeremy is anxious to lock up Marsha's body. He rolled back his lips before releasing the boxer to start their first night.
Marsha felt anxious, she had imagined in the movies it would be very pleasant. Jeremy opened his thigh wider and knelt in front of the valley which would make him feel nirvana.
"I'll slow down" Jeremy whispered.
Marsha nodded, but immediately screamed to Jeremy's surprise. Luckily the girl came to her senses and smothered her own mouth.
"Sister, sick!" His protest.
"Sorry, I'll be slower!"
Every time Marsha tries to do the same thing, Jeremy who is already stuck on the responsibility urges her a little tight.
"No way, sick! Brother hurt me." Marsha sits down with her legs bent.
"Marsha, don't you know that you have to at first?"
Jeremy pulled out a blanket to cover his body. He scratched his hair because he was confused by his wife's behavior. His Brontosaurus even looked upright standing.
"Sister's too big."
"A.. A ... What's?" Jeremy was shocked and even smiled to himself, until he remembered there was a modnok that Peter had difficulty buying in his pants pocket.
"Oh... Yeah, almost." Jeremy got out of bed, reached into the bag of pants while taking out the modnok and showed it to Marsha. "See, aren't you curious to see what the original modnok looks like?"
Marsha innocently stuck her head out, asking Jeremy to throw it. He had indeed held the package, but had not seen the contents in it at all.
Jeremy shook his head in denial of Marsha's orders, he approached and shared a blanket with the girl and sat on the floor.
"Yes, it's like that, it hurts, but the pain is only a little bit good, '" Jeremy persuaded.
"Why did you buy this?" marsha asked as she flipped through the wrap of modnok in her hand.
"Mommy says you can't get pregnant before you're twenty."
"Ckk Mommy. I don't want to!" Marsha threw that stuff away. "Do it without it brother, time to make love for the first time the husband brontosaurus given mask."
Jeremy chuckled, he stroked Marsha's cheek and gave the condition, "But don't scream anymore."
"I'm scared!"
"I'll slow down."
Marsha nodded. Unfortunately, Jeremy had to start over. He gave stimulation to the girl again, really struggling to get this worldly favor.
"What would you like to do?" marsha asked to see Jeremy about to throw his head down there.
"Here you go, did Grandpa Sugiono's nephew never do it? You must have seen. Besides, honey, if I don't enjoy the results of your spa annum."
"That's a full Brazilian model, brother! If you don't like it, there are still a lot of models. Wait for him to grow up again."
Jeremy chuckled again, his first night full of negotiations like he was about to make a deal.
They wrestle again, sip each other's lips, until....
Fuck Marsha, she screamed again and cried when the brontosaurus of her husband pierced through hers. Jeremy obviously felt guilty, but lovingly the man kissed his forehead and then his lips. He also wiped the tears that dripped on the cheek of the wife while moving her waist slowly.
Marsha was still moaning, until the constant collision of the husband slowly made her relaxed and comfortable. He sighed until he smiled because now it feels good.
Seeing Marsha who began to enjoy, Jeremy was happy, he could calm down and increasingly drown his ancient creatures into the valley of heaven. He felt like Marsha belonged to a gentle massage down there. Until the brontosaurus was made dizzy until helpless drunk.
"Still sick?"
"Little."
"I'm sorry!"
"No problem, I want more!"