Not I'm Taking Him
The Dika Repeated Plan

Dika whose mind is a bit dispirited is less excited when a call woman serves him.

Though the woman has tried to make Dika to be aroused.

But. Dika's sword is lazy to wake up.

He was still thinking about the possibility the assistant had said. About his opinion who still says it's the Gita.

And the new aaisten would believe it wasn't the Gita if it really met.

'Is it true that Gita is in the wedding photo?. I'm thinking too'. Guman Dika's.

His burly body was just silent not in action. However, the woman loved.

"Boss. Is your sword no longer useful?. It's been almost two hours I've played it no sign of getting up". Said the woman who tried.

Pasahal he had tried several times to straddle junior Dika. But it didn't make it in.

Because it's still lemes.

"I'm thinking a lot". Said Dika looking at the ceiling of the hotel room.

"You just go there, I'm not interested.

Anxiously the woman rose from above Dika's body. And put her clothes back on. Then get out of that hotel room.

Dika didn't hold it. Because he is also not interested in dipping.

Dika locked the hotel room he occupied. Then go to the bathroom.

He casually soaked in warm water, to relax his body.

Several times he put his head in the water, to calm his mind. The mind that keeps thinking about the Gita.

Gita who she believes is pregnant with her child, but her heart is also upset.

'If the bride is the Gita. Why is her stomach not big?.

Did the gita abort my seedling fetus?'.

Dika is getting increasingly upset.

Hurry up he finishes his soaking event. She wants to find out about Gita's pregnancy. All he knew was he was the one who impregnated that time.

Because she managed to rape Gita in her study. Thought it.

Dika takes his cell phone, then calls someone he believes can find out about Gita.

"Find out about the owners of xyz companies. Who is the leader of the company.

And also find out who's having a party at the mermaid's green house this afternoon". Said Dika.

Call someone to find out what he heard from the park worker about the name of the party owner's company last afternoon.

"I don't want you to die for me anymore, Gita". Mumbled Dika.

He looks at the ceiling of the room, recalling the memories of the time he was with Gita.

Gita is his first love. And he hasn't forgotten it. Although the Gita has explicitly rejected it since the case in the field work during college.

The Gita that does not accept is increasingly distant and closes access to meet.

Even Dika knows Gita was married when she met accidentally with Gita and her husband.

And when he visited his papa company he saw Gita who turned out to work in his papa company.

Dika also want to be transferred to the company in this city from Gita who became his secretary.

But, Dika instead plans to trap and pervert Gita. Until she was sure that she had made Gita pregnant.

Though.

Thunder read the do'a while holding the head of his wife who was still wearing the mukena. Then he put his forehead.

They have just finished performing the congregational prayer.

"Come on. We continue to worship". Thunder Sayings.

He guided his wife to their place of contention. Thunder's favorite place to stay at home.

Thunder began to fondle his wife gently and affectionately. Make Gita not stop voting****** and call her husband's name.

The soaring feeling as her husband gave off an intoxicating touch.

Until thunder eager to carry out their halal worship as husband and wife.

Thunder who is sturdy and has been trained physically, his body does not feel tired to exercise the bed restrained his wife.

Gita could only groan favorably as her husband moved agilely over her body.

"Let's darling... I'm gonna get there". Said Thunder continuously moving in rhythm.

Gita who will also reach the peak of pleasure increasingly moves to follow her husband.

"Abangl.. I'm...".

"Let go baby". Thunder Sayings.

They both let go of all the flavors they achieved.

"Ah.. Ah...

Erang them.

"A lot of bang, warm". Gita.

As it felt a warm burst down there, it flooded the core of the Gita's body.

"Yes, baby, favors. You're terrific. Makes me not stand". Uhar Thunder.

Feeling the warm clasps and clutches on the sword that was removing the remains of its seed.

Some time Thunder let his wife enjoy the happy release of his wife.

Because he still feels a good throb.

"Raclope?". Ask Thunder.

He did not so much squash his wife's body. Because both hands are push-up positions. Until it was seen the chest of the police his wife was up and down breathing.

Gita nodded, lemes.

How not. Thunder nearly three hours swayed his body. From starting to pepper his face, his body, his core. Until the whole body of Gita is explored by the mouth and tongue of Thunder.

Sniffs, sips and small bites leave red traces on every inch of the Gita's body.

Up to the peak they are both groaning favors to reach the peak of their bed sports.

"Rest for a moment. Later brother help clean up, so that sleep a lot". Thunder said.

Gita could only nod while closing her eyes.

Tired and sleepy.

Sshh... Sizzle Gita as her husband pulls the sword from its core to unleash their union.

"Why?. Still to be guarded". Said Thunder smiling.

back pressed his sword gently. The thunder shook his back and forth, without pulling his sword from his warm nest.

Make Gita hiss again. Make Gubtur feel the soft grip again on,..

The sizzle of the gita upon returning to feel something that I want to come out.

"Take it off". The thunder twirled his hips.

Thunder felt a warm drenching his sword. Although his sword did not come out of his love.

"Thank you dear. A very good first night.

May we always be healthy to worship, and to be provided by the power that results from our halal struggle". Thunder said.

He enveloped his wife's innocent body, and clenched her.

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