Julian was silent. He was too rash to tease Dewi who he thought was a maid in this house. In fact she is Anton's wife. But why Anton treats her like a maid. Even Dewi is now in the maid's room.
"I didn't mean anything, I just wanted to cheer you up." Julian dodged. He had already mastered this kind of situation. Even though his adrenaline was pumped because of the wrong prey.
Suddenly, Dewi bumped into Julian's burly body and hugged him tightly. There were tears running down there which for some reason the sound of sobbing was very similar to a sigh. So melodious.
"Julian, I Wish My Husband is like you. How Happy I am," she whispered. The woman didn't notice that Julian's 'dick had hardened. The divine body that had always been Julian's shadow was now tightly pressed against him.
As a normal guy who likes a challenge, Julian is very aroused in his current state. think that the woman who hugs him is not just a woman. She is the Wife of the thug leader!
However, logic has weighed causation. He held back because the risk was too great, but for some reason, he was even more challenged. The sensation is getting stronger.
Julian is desperate. With his sexy lips, he whispered with a seductive sigh.
"I want to be your temporary husband, if you want."
Dewi's sobs stopped. she got up and took a step back. His gaze was troubled at Julian.
"I know that madam is lonely. Anton prefers his two young wives to you. I think you are no less beautiful than them. Even your body is more attractive to me," said Julian. He fell silent at the reaction of the silent Dewi. Julian. Silence sign of agreement.
"Besides, Ma'am isn't hurt, is it okay Anton making out with them and dumping Ma'am? Why don't you try to have fun with someone else, for example?" Julian tried to play with Dewi's reasoning.
Julian got out of control. The inner side of him and the hard work of Julian. But who can withstand the adventurous spirit that is already savage. The more challenging it was, the wilder he became.
Dewi did not budge, Julian was getting bolder. He rubbed his 'sister' who was writhing strongly there as he approached Dewi.
Dewi panicked, but she didn't resist Julian who grabbed her soft hand and brought the bulge under Julian closer.
He couldn't meet Julian's overly blazing eyes. Naughty and drugged.
Julian closed his eyes. Living the gentle touch of Dewi' hand
which makes the bulge hotter like a volcano ready to spew its lava.
Dewi screamed when her negligee was forcefully tugged. Then big fingers touched his twitching sensitive area. Even though his pants were still covered in underwear, in fact Julian was very good at playing them. Making an unbearable sensation in his body.
"You are rarely touched by Anton, right, when you hold it, it's already wet," sneered Julian. The face of Dewi is as red as a tomato.
Only a groan could be heard from Julian's mouth. Represents the pleasure felt by Dewi. Julian was getting desperate by stuffing his strong hands into his underwear and messing with them quickly. Dewi reflexively grabbed Julian's stout arm and wobbled uncontrollably.
"Take out all your lust, Dewi," sighed Julian, pushing a hand movement. Dewi body curved. He closed his eyes while biting his lip. Feel the indescribably pleasant sensation down there.
"M-o-r-g-an,"
"Yes, why?"
"Ah,"
"Say Dewi!"
"B-go on Julian. It's so good."
"Stingy cheating?"
"N-no, you're great! Anton is nothing."
"Good,"
Dewi body fell on Julian's stout front. The shake that Julian gave made his whole body not vibrate so he couldn't hold his balance. It just feels like death.
Strong moans accompanied by Dewi's steady body stiffened. Julian who understood immediately made an intense movement with his three fingers. The intonation of Dewi's voice rose to its peak along with the swift waves that would come out.
Suddenly there was the sound of the door handle turning. Julian, who was shocked, immediately attracted attention and straightened Dewi's negligee. he was confused to choose a place. While the door was open.
"Dewi! What are you doing!" shrieked Anton's booming voice. Dewi was silent, but her body seemed to be jerking. How not at that time Dewi felt an extraordinary climax. All this because of Julian.
Julian sighed. Fortunately, he quickly prone under the bed. If you get caught. Maybe he lived the name that night too.
"Are you crying? Jealous because I spend more time with Wulan and Rani? Huh?" Anton laughed freely. Julian sneered.
'Your wife is no longer jealous now, she just wants me to touch her. you're addicted too.' Julian thought.
"You should be aware, you are old. It's not tight anymore. It's still fortunate that I didn't divorce you," added Anton. It felt like Julian wanted to rebuke. How about rape? Instead, Julian felt a rather narrow pulse even though Dewi was not young anymore. Even Julian could smell the scent of feminine vestiges on his slime-covered fingers.
"Now, make me and my two young wives dinner!"
For the umpteenth time, Dewi did not respond to Anton's quote. Julian suspected that Dewi was still haunted by the enormity of the climax earlier.
"Heh! You are mute!" snarled an exasperated Anton. He gripped Dewi cheek to stare.
"Did you hear what I said?"
"Y-yes, Anton," replied Dewi stammering. Julian saw Dewi who had not been treated properly. Furious to beat Anton right then and there, but he remembered his position was not at an advantage.
"Make dinner NOW!" Anton shouted right in Dewi's ear. The woman immediately got up and quickly inched towards the kitchen. You're used to being alert with any orders Anton.
"Wait a minute," Anton shouted, stopping Dewi's steps. The woman turned to face her husband.
"What's wrong?"
"The smell of men's sweat, you brought men in here?" inquired Anton with a sniff.
"N-no really, Anton. I-I didn't bring anyone in this room," answered Dewi stammering. He glanced under the bed. Afraid that Anton would catch Julian.
Anton does not believe in Dewi. He sharpened his senses as he walked around the room, until he found Julian's t-shirt draped over the chair.
"Whose shirt is this?"
Julian hit the forehead. He forgot that it was his shirt that he put there. If so, you can find out. The scent is very typical of men.
"Answer Dewi!"
"Th-that's the fugitive's clothes, Anton, earlier I asked for his help to replace the lamp because the old lamp was unuseful."
"So where is he now? Is he in this room?" said Anton who was still wondering. He walked over to the bed. His body was trying to see under the bed.