Widow Sama The Duda

Still newbie

Laila tried to wake up in the middle of the attack of Bagus. The first thing Laila did made her feel stiff. Good had to pause and look at him annoyed.

"How long have you been a widow? The playtime is like that? Reply to my kiss dong," said Good.

Laila did not answer. He only felt his lips that were no longer original. It was already stained by Bagus who devoured it greedily. It was good not to know how pounding Laila's heart was at the moment.

"I-I'm sorry, but I..." Laila was nervous and paused her words.

There was a thought to deny the Good accusations leveled at him. Laila was eager to scream and confess that she was not a widow as Good alleged. But all of that would only change the mood of her husband. Let it be, Laila wants Good to know for herself her status after everything happens.

"But what? C'mon Laila. Don't you know how hot it is this afternoon?" tanya Bagus while re-cluttering Laila to make Laila have to sigh long.

"Mas" said Laila.

Speech that came back to a halt when Laila was silenced by Good's behavior. Slowly, Laila closed her eyes. Get rid of the shame when you have to meet a face that close to a man. Laila tried to be more relaxed.

Slowly Laila started replying to Good's play. Although not as Good wants, but it is enough to make Good sure if Laila also wants the same thing. A long pause made Laila push Bagus.

"Remember Mas," said Laila while panting.

"La, you can breathe slowly. I don't smell my mouth. Don't hold your breath until it's all right," said Good.

Duh, you don't really understand Mas. I've never been this way. You call me a pro. I'm a newbie, Mas. Please understand!

Not wanting to upset Bagus, Laila wrapped her hands around Nice's neck. Get up close and start the game very gently. As much as possible enjoy everything even though his head thought hard how to make Bagus satisfied with his current ability.

Everything went well. Before Good's hands start getting naughty. Uncovering little by little his clothes. Until the eyes are closed and trying to enjoy it open and pause the game.

"Why?" nice whisper in Laila's ear.

"Why would you like to do something?" ask Laila to panic.

A breath of Good who had started hunting, made the man not answer. He chose to do the same while leading his wife into the room. Because all these things happened while standing behind the door of his house.

Laila who had started to get lulled into the game Good only followed her husband's steps. Everything went perfectly without keeping them apart while walking. Good who felt increasingly challenged when the door was closed, brought Laila to lie on the bed.

"Mas, I'm still a red cross." Laila again reminded Good when the man was already on top of her.

"Again, I want to. I'm not grandpa, I'm not senile. I know the limit. Get here, right?" tanya Bagus while touching Laila's navel with her lips.

"Ah, yes, yes." Laila covered her face as she felt that something was making her hotter.

Nice to skillfully explore Laila's slender belly. Observe how beautiful the stomach that once contained for two times. There's no sign of anything. Still tight and very challenging. Especially when it has come to the good part of the incar since.

Small, chewy and still very beautiful. It doesn't look like having two kids. It was good to have frowned when he felt something different. There was a sense of sin when Good's mind floated on his first marriage.

Status that has not had children but it feels much different from Laila. Especially when Laila unconsciously grabbed the hair slowly Good to express everything she felt. Good to end that comparison. He feels guilty for Laila for thinking about her past while being together.

"La," said Bagus hoarse in between his activities.

"Hemm" answered Laila.

Laila did not want to open her mouth. Afraid that his voice would shake and make Good know what happened. At the moment Laila is really barely made insane with every touch and treatment of her husband.

It was the first time Laila had let a man enjoy what was on him. Without the slightest rejection. Even Laila hoped all this would never be finished. Laila enjoyed it all. But Good could not touch him.

"Mas, it's still a red cross." Laila immediately pushed Bagus when he seemed to be touching the zipper of his own pants.

"Yes know, you know. I'm going to get hot with you talking about that. You calm down La," said Good.

"Certainly it? Why?" laila asked while pointing at Nice pants.

"The red cross is you. I-i didn't. Can I open dong? Consider this DP. Hold it first. Exercise let you not groggy again later," said Good.

"But what? Want to ease it? The installments get here first?" tanya Nice upset.

"Ah is not that Mas. Let's continue!" bring Laila.

"Continue what?" good Goda who was happy to see Laila's face flushed.

"Nyicilnya," replied Laila while looking down.

Gosh darn. How am I supposed to be? Should I close my eyes? Duh, Mas Bagus this is bad. Said nyicil. How much DP is it?

Laila tried to calm down as Bagus opened everything. Shows what Laila has never seen before. But too long debating, make the heirloom Nice soft back.

Several times Laila swallowed her saliva. Seeing the heirloom in his sleep. Until the wrinkles appear on Laila's forehead. Make Nice lift Laila's face.

"Why is his expression that?" tanya Good.

"Coc-so, Mom? You're not impotent, are you, Mas?" ask Laila.

"Jeez Laila, amit-amit. If you say yes, then why the hell? It was horrifying" replied Good.

"Sorry Mas. But from earlier we've been this and that but why not hard anyway?" ask Laila plain.

Good to pat her forehead. She grumbled as Laila innocently blamed herself for her grave weakness. Though all happened because of Laila who deliberately paused everything several times. Making the heirloom that has hardened must come back soft.

"You see this!" good Saying.

Wanting to prove that he is not impotent, Good again makes Laila fly. Not one bit to give a pause to Laila. Letting that innocent face enjoy everything until he actually watched the swirl turn hard.

"Mas, so big. How can this change?" ask Laila.

"Don't talk about La much, though," replied Good to hold back his annoyance.

Not wanting his wife to become more and more into his silly questions, Bagus again silenced Laila. Slowly, Good teaching how to hold and play the heirloom. Laila did her best even though Laila felt a little disgusted as her hands felt sticky.

It's good to teach Laila the way she does when she's alone. Although Good does not do everything perfectly, at least this is much better than doing it yourself. Laila was lulled with touch after touch done by Bagus until finally she was made surprised when her stomach warmly sprayed by the heirloom.

"What the hell is that?" ask Laila.

"Kayak jaja miharja aja," Bagus replied as he lay weakly beside Laila.

Laila was seen grimacing when she saw her stomach being spilled by something she had first seen. Laila quickly cleaned her stomach. After coming out of the bathroom, Laila was shocked when she saw that Bagus had returned to wearing his clothes completely.

"Why is that pouting? How can someone who is not happy get a installment from me?" tanya Bagus while taking the towel.

"Yes, my father?" ask Laila.

"Yes. Later in the night can be prickly again yes!" pinta Nice.

"Now too," answered Laila.

"Udah lemes," replied Good.

"But I haven't" said Laila innocently.

Nice looking at Laila with perfectly rounded eyes. How could Laila say all that so innocently? Good will not make Laila satisfied as long as the red cross is not finished.

"Later wait for the red cross to finish. I make you lemes too" said Good.

"Ah Mas cheating. Masa Masa I'll be later?" ask Laila.

Good to pat her forehead. He thought that his knowledge was still lacking compared to Laila? Does as a widow of two children Laila have a trick in order to reach a point of satisfaction even without touching the core area? Ah Bagus felt himself so humiliated by Laila's wishes.