The Berondong Boss Reserve
Still Sane

Obviously Latina could not let this happen. How can he serve Dean, while Jason's at home? This is his house with his husband. Although Jason does not love her, Latina still wants to honor her marriage.

As if unable to hold back any longer, Dean immediately kissed Latina's lips. He was a little pushy, especially Latina who always refused to be touched.

"Don't be here, Dean. Please!" latina.

"Your husband doesn't care. Why do you still care about him? Come on, I won't bother you for two days. Tonight, I want you to settle first."

Dean flipped Latina's body against the kitchen table. He trimmed the sleeping dress that his mistress was wearing. Undeterred, Dean lowered the interior Latina was wearing, then sat down on her knees facing the forbidden area of the woman.

Although lips spoke no, but finally, Latina felt an overwhelming favor as Dean swept the deepest part of her legs.

He puts his hair back, and accidentally his gaze leads to Jason. It's true what Dean said. Her husband didn't care, even passing away when he and Dean were together.

Jason rushed to his bedroom. He kicked the door. I don't know. There was a sense of unwillingness, and it seemed like Latina was enjoying their hot game as well.

"Yesterday he sold expensive. But what is the evidence? He felt happy to touch the man. Cheap ones!" Jason swearing.

Dean doesn't care. He kept asking for his rations. It's like the latest game for him. Enjoying another man's wife, in front of her husband. Waw! Dean will reveal this to his partner later. He will make this a betting event.

"Stop!" latina Banging. He immediately shifted, away from Dean who was busy struggling down there.

"Otherwise, anyway?" Dean got up and started to get upset.

"Geez!" Dean was obviously upset at feeling played. "If you had come to see me earlier, it wouldn't have been like this. Go, go! Don't act again after this, or I'll be very angry."

"Don't threaten me" said Latina."

"You've only obeyed after being threatened." Dean immediately pulled Latina's hand. Take him out of the house to the car.

Jason, hearing the car, got out of the room. He left the house because the door was not locked. Yes, he looked at the luxury vehicle just passing from his yard. It turned out that Latina was not that kind of. He refused to listen to the sound of his pleasure.

Arriving at the apartment, Dean immediately makes Latina serve him. The frustration of his heart, he clearly explained in this game.

"You're not wearing safety, Dean," Latina said with a body shaken by the young man's insistence. It is a young soul. Dean's energy seemed endless.

"You're smart enough not to get pregnant. After all, safety is not felt. You, clean lady, that's why I don't wear safety."

"But I forgot to take the pregnancy pill."

"It doesn't mean you're pregnant. It's up to you to do anything, just don't get pregnant with my son. I was young. My own family has a candidate for me. Biasalah, marriage business. You feel that too, right?"

Dean took a deep breath, then exhaled it violently. He did not have time to throw the liquid out. Because Latina spoke, she forgot. "It's because you keep talking. Oh, yes, I'd like to give you a card. That's as monthly money. You have to stay beautiful and well-groomed."

TB