My Daughter'S Teacher
MDT

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Agra continued to put food in his mouth, not the least he lifted his eyes from the food on his plate.

Jeanny occasionally glanced at the shrunken face, like a lime that had long been stored in the refrigerator.

"It's old, still sulking like the top kid under the gatel(ABG)." Which Jeanny only said in her mind.

If Agra heard what Jeanny said in his mind, Agra's mouth may have made a sound.

"Look, he won't apologize. What's wrong, if he apologizes. Not opening the bathroom door, though. I really wanted to take a bath together." which only Agra said in his mind.

Jeanny put the last of her food in her mouth, then took a sip of her warm chocolate. Jeanny took the cloth and wiped her mouth.

"What time are we back?" finally, Jeanny opened her mouth. But, not sorry. Because it's not obeying Agra's desire to bathe together.

"Rome asked, not asked why I was silent." Agra said in his heart.

"Lah.still a manyun model." muttered Jeanny inwardly as well.

"Old man, cool ass. No pantes, wear a snack." muttered Jeanny in the heart.

"Why am I like this with Jeanny? with Malika first. I can still maintain my image as a leader, with Jeanny. Why do I want to always be noticed." murmured Agra, with a slight glance at Jeanny through the corner of her eye.

Jeanny got up from her seat, without saying anything more. Jeanny left Agra.

Agra glanced slightly, staring at Jeanny's back who was stepping towards the room. Jeanny's slightly odd footsteps, making Agra's eyes squeak.

"Go, did he not realize I was irritated. Why is the road so? did he fall in the bathroom? that's.call with the husband, drop." murmured Agra.

Agra got up from her seat, quickly running up to Jeanny a little and carrying her.

"Dragon..!" jeanny was shocked, as her body suddenly floated.

Agra was silent, he twisted his heels. And take Jeanny to the living room.

Agra put her ass on the sofa, Jeanny was on her lap.

Jeanny moves wanting to get off the top of Agra's lap, but. Agra's hand coiled around his stomach tightly.

"So put on a crashing show, now. Carry." Jeanny flicked her lips while looking at Agra's flat face expressionlessly.

"Bang, put it down. I can sit alone, Brother just continue the silent mode. Like a silent movie." Jeanny exasperated, as Agra wrapped her hands tightly around her waist.

"Who's taking it?" Agra pulls Jeanny's face, now. The faces of the two are intertwined with the eyes.

"Abang then? just shut up, ever since I left the room. Eat without fidgeting, thankfully my stomach is hungry. No matter not eating. I don't want to follow like a child. Come along, the brother sulk ngalahin son of Kindergarten." Jeanny's mouth kombat-kamit nagging while staring at Agra's face.

Agra's eyes continued to focus on one point, Jeanny's pink lips. The plain one, with no false colors touching it. That is, the color of lipstick. Because, Jeanny if at home does not like the name of the groom.

Jeanny's flabby red lips turned Agra's brain black, without a word. Agra immediately scooped Jeanny's lips, without having the lips protest.

After successfully removing all the threads in his body, Agra began to pass Jeanny's body which was still wrapped in full clothes, there was no protest. Jeanny let Agra's hand release thread after thread.

After the second was in a plain state, like a baby just finished bathing. Agra spread her body over Jeanny's body, no words coming out of her mouth. Agra was still in a fast-talking state, but. His hands do not fast, his hands continue to guerrilla and creep to the sensitive point of Jeanny that Agra already knows.

"Dragon..!" hiss Jeanny, when he felt the fingers of Agra could no longer be held back.

"What." Agra ended her fast, when she heard Jeanny's voice calling out to her trembling with the restraint of her desire to ask to be satisfied.

"Enough..!" jeanny said with her eyes closed, her lips tightly closed. Afraid she'll have her mouth torn.

"No!" Agra continued to explore in Jeanny's oral cavity, his tongue moving inside. It's like dancing salsa. While his hand stroked the flesh, which was between his thighs Jeanny. Which is now wide open.

"Amaz..!" scream Jeanny with a loud voice.

"Please..!" jeanny's voice came out again.

"This is a punishment, for having dared to lock the bathroom door. Remember that..! never lock the bathroom door again.remember in this brain Mrs Agra Barend.." Agra peeped at Jeanny.

Jeanny just nodded her head, her eyes closed. Her body slightly curved, as Agra swept her tongue over her chest area.

After feeling, Jeanny gets a qualified punishment. Agra's stocky body placed itself in a strategic position, between two thighs that are wide open. Jeanny also raises her thighs high when her thighs are open (.Regent)

With one tap, not like the first. So full of struggle to break into the virgin Jeanny wicket. Agra does njit-njit with a slow rhythm, and over time. His rhythm was accelerated by Agra, making the two mounds of Jeanny's flesh shake. Agra's lips scooped up the mound, alternating between the left and the right.

Jeanny's hand held Agra's hip, her finger clutching Agra's hip. Jeanny's fingernails are a little long, maybe already worn. But Agra did not feel it, because Jeanny's body's reaction had made her forget the pain.

After almost his second breath was used up, Agra stopped the gas above Jeanny's body. His body was flat, in a state still fused.

Agra raised his head, looking at Jeanny.

"Hopefully, my seed is in here. I want to get a son, really my son." Inner Agra.

Agra releases her valuable assets from Jeanny's body, and then lifts Jeanny's body.

"Abang" Jeanny opened her eyes slightly, as she felt her body drift.

"We soak, let's not relax the body." Agra takes Jeanny into the bathroom, and puts her in the bathtub. Then, Agra put cold and warm water together.

Jeanny just resigned, her body leaning in the bathtub. His strength had not yet recovered, the joints in his body seemed to be very tired to support Jeanny's body.

After inserting the essential oil into the bathtub, to relax both bodies that have done heavy work. Agra got into the bathtub, sat behind Jeanny's body. Jeanny's head rested on Agra's chest.

"Collapsed?" agra asked in a whisper.

"Hm." that came out of Jeanny's mouth.

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To be continued