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Cat Woman

 "Yyyy....!". Shouted Jecky, seeing his boss was an incredible sight.

"Waaaaahhh.....!". Shouted J. J. Abrams, surprised to see his men suddenly enter. He threw some stuff at Jecky, took a blanket over his entire body.

Hearing their screams so loud, the contact became satisfied with the attention of the other men. Jump into the room, hit Jecky who turned around and covered his face.

Scenes of screaming occur, the event is very embarrassing for the big boss.

"Bad! You dare to go into my room! End of you, brengseeekk...!". Shouted J. J. Abrams, hiding behind the bed.

"Punish us, boss! We were replexed to hear yelling, Jecky. Forgive us boss, won't tell by anyone". All of his men, J. J. Abrams, were kneeling at the door.

"Shut up! Close the door, no one comes in!". Shouted J. J. Abrams, rubbing his face violently.

How not to scream, Jecky repllex saw his boss was wearing cat woman clothes. What a rare sight, that ever happened.

J. J. Abrams, wearing Camelia's cat woman outfit at her suggestion earlier. Where cat woman clothes, hanging in a closet that showed his wife. J. J. Abrams was excited to do it to touch Camelia. But alas, the room door forgot in the lock and his men barged in.

JJ Abrams, take off his clothes. He hurriedly put his clothes back on, impatiently giving punishment to his sassy men. "It's a shame, why get caught by them". JJ Abrams grumbled, shuddered amused because he was caught by his men wearing sexy clothes.

"Punish us, boss!". His men were on their knees and did not dare to look at J. J. Abrams in the face.

The face of JJ Abrams, has reddened his anger as if he wanted to finish off his men. "I've warned all of you, don't just go inside. If there's anything, you just knock on the door. It's rude of you guys, how's it gonna look at my wife naked and you see her?". Shouted J. J. Abrams, pacing sharply at his men.

"Sorry,bos. If you accidentally see, it means sustenance dong. We're the boss's men, always sharing the boss's word". Replied his men, getting punched in the arm by the others.

 "Joha....You want me to gouge out your eyes, huh? I said share, about food not my wife! Aaaarrggh....!". J. J. Abrams, grinds his teeth hard.

"Again,bos! Sorry, boss! Johan, wrong! Forgive me, boss!". Johan, kneel at the feet of JJ Abrams.

"Darling, what the hell is this?". Camelia, who had just arrived, was suddenly shocked to see her husband's men kneeling.

Dear God, thank you for bringing in a savior of ours.Batin Jecky, fearing the wrath of his great boss.

"aaa...Anu, honey. It's just a speech, don't worry". J. J. Abrams replied, giving the code to his men to stand back.

"Why are they on their knees? What are you doing,ha?". Camelia asked, looking towards her men who shook their heads.

"It's okay, baby, just talking about work. Right, Jecky?". J. J. Abrams, glaring his eyes at the men.

"aaa...Right, miss, we're talking about work". Jecky replied, even though his body was trembling already.

"Keep, what's the matter with your head, baby?". Camelia asked, taking out a pando shaped cat ear.

Camelia, it seems surprising why her husband wore the cat's ear-shaped pando. "What are you doing, baby?".

J. J. Abrams, gulping down his saliva stared intently at his men. Could've had a guy, didn't tell him there was something in his head.

Ms. Minah, Vika and the other women giggled laughing in the corner.

"Darling, I was short on work. Let's go to the room first, clean your body and I'll get you a fresh drink". J. J. Abrams' alibi, withstanding immense shame.

After Camelia's departure, J. J. Abrams's face initially smiled. Instantly it turned sinister, staring at his down-headed men.

"This time, you survived because there was my wife". Strictly J. J. Abrams, passing them towards the kitchen.

Gluey!

His men, J. J. Abrams, stroked his chest, free from his rage.

"Luckily, Miss Camelia happened to come home. If there is none, we are finished". Another word, stepping gontai back to the place of origin.

As for Camelia, her eyes were fixed on a piece of clothing. "God! Who's wearing my clothes, what don't you think?". Closing his eyes at a glance, eager to shout out loud.

"JJ, what the fuck are you? Look, my woman's paint clothes are torn because you're tired". Camelia, squeezing the clothes in her hand.

Gluey!

Mampus, so I'm ashamed of my men. Now hear the ravings of his beloved wife, not good that can but hot ears. Inner J. J. Abrams, smiled sweetly and approached his wife.

 "I-I just obeyed your words, dear. You said earlier, put new clothes in the closet and I opened the closet just like this. For my beloved wife, anything I'll do". J. J. Abrams kissed Camelia's lips.

Camelia, repeatedly patted her forehead and headed towards the closet. "My husband's brain's a little sliding around, I'm asking you to open this closet. Look, I bought a pair of pajoo couple with a picture of a cat. Not asking you to wear a cat woman outfit, my husband".

"Oh, next door baby.Sorry, I just hung up the phone because I was excited". J. J. Abrams hugged his wife.

"Wait a minute, you're wearing this cat woman outfit. Don't-don't, your men... Haha.... Haha...!". Camelia, terbahak had suspected that her husband's men were. Seeing JJ Abrams, wearing a woman's cat suit.

"Darling, don't laugh at your husband. I'm really embarrassed to get caught, showing myself wearing sexy clothes". J. J. Abrams asked his wife not to laugh anymore.

But whatever the power, Camelia could not stop laughing and mocking her husband.

J. J. Abrams couldn't hear his wife laughing and shut her mouth. Not only that, his hands took off Camelia's clothes and bra. Two spongy mounds hung freely, bringing Camelia into the bathroom

"Just laugh, baby, better save your voice to grieve". Whisper J. J. Abrams, kiss Camelia's back.

Camelia, closing her eyes, enjoyed the sensation of her husband's every touch.

Now the two of them did not wear a single thread, both plain and touched each other gently.

"Abahhh....". A melodious whimper came out of Camelia's mouth, as J. J. Abrams spilled orange juice on her chest.

Orange juice flowing all the way down, J. J. Abrams enjoyed the juice on his wife's body. "Uughh.... Ssshhhhttt...!". Camelia, powerless to hold the curse's voice.

Camelia's clasped hands, caressing her husband's body. She really likes J. J. Abrams field chest, her belly sixpack. "Abahhh....". The moaning of J. J. Abrams, when his own in Camelia's crumbs.

"I really like your aggression, baby". Whisper J. J. Abrams, bite his wife's ear. "Feel my every hard beat, let my tadpole be the fruit of our love".

Camelia, smiling sweetly and kissing her husband's lips. Since when did yah, tadpoles bear the fruit of love? There is a tadpole into a frog, indeed his brain sliding this little.Batinnya, still had time to think of something else.