Widow Pellets Teaser

Ep 111s

...The mind room is mine without anyone able to guess what I think exactly....

..._Eouny Jeje_'s chat...

...I liked a figure I had never seen for the first time, and it was ridiculous! Confessing love is only limited in the space of the mind....

..._Jack_'s chat...

...꧁❤ ⁇ Pelet Widow Teaser ⁇ ❤꧂...

Jack swallowed every swapped saliva and snatched away every air of the woman he embraced. Push slowly to the side of the bed. The maid-costumed woman was stretched out defiantly with her thin-looking body with every perfect curve of the letter C on her waist, and the twin mountains that looked round full of teasing, teasing, and, and a dress that looks tight lifted shows the beautiful thighs smooth it.

Grandma Mayang covered her face. Pretending to be embarrassed by the figure of a dashing man who was taking off his entire outfit innocently onto the floor. From every finger slit, Grandma Mayang peeked at the man's burly and athletic body.

Gluey! Grandma Mayang swallowed her naps, and licked her own lips behind her palm.

Aprilia I will make her even more infatuated with you by intercourse in a dream.

Suddenly every fingers Grandma Mayang was removed by Jack who had crawled on the woman's body. Grandma Mayang held a red breath under the man's body.

"You often refuse. That night can not refuse anymore," said Jack was unable to stem the taste and lust that roiled like a fire that ignited burning every pulse. Will continue to burn, if not immediately cooled by the woman's fondling under her body.

"Master, isn't it wrong? You're gonna hang out with a babu, who doesn't know where it came from!"

Jack smiled. His pair of eyes were already cloudy with high-mounted naps, preparing to erupt with hot larvae.

"In hanging out doesn't look at who you are. However, in marriage it must involve status."

Grandma Mayang sighed. Heavy and sounding fibers with sadness.

"Just be willing to make myself as —"

Grandma Mayang did not continue her sentence. His lips had been locked by his master's lips. Her master's large hand looks attractive slipped behind her back, and lowered the zipper, and fumbled to look for the hook of the woman's glasses. Find immediately. Depart easily.

Grandma Mayang began to wiggle, knowing that her back had been stretched out along her spine, and another hand began to lower her clothes easily, and in an instant pull down, she said, has escaped his body by leaving only lacy underwear and black color.

"Hm!" muttered Jack and threw the woman's costume on the floor. Not long after, he went back up to the bed, and threw a lot of fondling for the woman under his body.

By morning blind. The battle is over. Jack opened his eyes slowly. His pair of eyes looked satisfied with his completed naps. He's breathing. Kala, realizing what she had been through was an erotic dream for the first time.

Jack sat himself down. His pair of eyes were festering at the wall clock. Four o'clock in the morning. He chuckled at licking his own lips, as if traces of romance were still in his mouth. Even if it was just a dream.

"Woman in my dream! Do I have to check every baby in this house? How I keep dreaming of the same woman."

Jack stood up and realized the jogger pants he was wearing had been soaked by his dream. He frowned and felt silly for the first time.

"A Jack is affected by a dream!" Jack immediately went into the bathroom and immersed himself. However, the figure of the woman in his dream continued to stick in his memory. His charm cannot fade. His voice was like a magnetic lure to his ears. His breath is like air that cools the chest cavity. Each eyeball radiated a waterfall that was inside, beautiful and amazing.

"I like a figure I never see for the first time, and it's ridiculous! Confessing love is only limited in the space of the mind. When can we meet?"

Jack put his foot in the bathtub. Moistening his mind that seemed to fill the same figure. Meanwhile, he grabbed the remote and turned on the tape that was in the corner of the bathroom. From the speakers embedded in the sky of his room, he also chose random songs, and stopped at a choice of songs, Confession Song who made a smile to interpret the meaning of the lyrics that were hanging later.

Hundreds of failed confessions

수백 번 성공한적 없는 고백

I don't have confidence, I should just go back

⁇ Should I just go back

must confess

What do you do when you say it in the end?

⁇ in the end

I can't lift my head in front of you

니 앞에서 들 수 없는 나의 고개

I like you, why is this word so hard

난 니가 좋아 이 말이 도대체 왜 어려운지

try talking, stop talking

말 하려다 말려다 말 하려다 말려다

Jack smiled back, "How to confess to each other. If your visuals are only in dreams. Finding and finding you, is probably the right step. Like pouring water through my dry throat."

After that day. Jack began to stupefy looking for a figure who had bounced himself. He began to meet a painter in the street, and asked someone to paint exactly the woman he met in the dream.

"You can add a mole on the end of the left lip. Exactly that's his specialty."

The painter followed. A small brush puts a black dot paint on a woman's face in that canvas.

"It's over." The painter gave Jack the frame of the canvas.

Jack gave him the money, and cradled the wood-framed canvas. He smiled at the form he had been dreaming of all this time. Now, the figure has been drawn in a frame that fits the visual figure of his dream.

"If you keep coming. Then, you're the real creature I'm going to find!"

Jack brought the painting, and asked a man to take a picture and duplicate it back in the form of a photo, so that its form is no longer like a woman because of the beauty of the paintbrush drawing the figure. However, the figure looks a real woman with a physical fit to his image.

"I'll find you!" Jack's obsession and begins to have each of his men circulate looking for the figure of the woman in the photo to travel the world.

"Where are you. I must have found you, my beautiful babu! You were present accidentally. However, I will intentionally trap you on top of my bed for real."

Jack sipped his coffee, and looked back at the painting. He was unable to stop smiling, as his pair of eyes stared at every detail of the beauty framed within the canvas.

"I'll find you.Make you fall in love with me."

Jack took the canvas with him later and thought of hanging it on the wall of his main room.

"Useful wedding picture frames. Married for shares. Finally just makes us stop at the saturation point. Reluctant to endure. Now, I have everything. You're not a figure I have to defend anymore. However, it is enough to be my shield. So that not every woman who is dating, demands that I marry them!"

Jack took down the wedding picture. Replace it with that beautiful framed canvas figure.

"I've found the right replacement. It's just we haven't met!"

...꧁❤ ⁇ Pelet Widow Teaser ⁇ ❤꧂...

...This part stops here the groove. Next groove forward to 8 months later....

...Hopefully you have imagined how the character of Jack who fell in love because of the space of his mind. Meet in virtual 😂 Is there such a person....

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