The night grew darker. However, Frans, who was half-conscious, continued to roam the city in search of his wife. He looked like a madman, with disheveled clothes, unkempt hair, and hands that had once bled but were now dry. He didn't feel the throbbing pain of his swollen wounds, lost in his drunken stupor and the heaviness in his heart.Finally, Frans' car stopped in front of a modest house, his wife's parents' home. He hoped this place would provide a clue to his wife's whereabouts.As he tried to open the front door, Frans was disappointed to find it locked from the outside. There was no one inside, as the house seemed quiet and dark. Frustrated, he forced the door open to make sure of the situation inside.Once inside, Frans turned on the lights and checked every room. There was no one there, just dust and a few spiderwebs adorning the house.Frans squinted at a photo hanging in the living room. A smile formed on his lips. It was a picture of his wife, smiling broadly. Frans took
Gerald's eyes widened when Bianca directed him to her pleasure hole. His manhood, which had previously been half hard, was now completely hard and enlarged. With a height of more than one hundred and eighty centimeters, you can imagine how big Gerald is down there, a man who is half-Turkish and Indonesian. Bianca let out a long moan as Gerald pushed his manhood into Bianca's. The man could feel that the girl he was now in had already had this relationship. Because it was quite easy for Gerald to enter it. There were no more barriers to his entry. Although, Bianca's was still narrow for Gerald's size. After ensuring that his manhood was completely inserted, Gerald began to move his hips back and forth. From slow to fast tempo. Making Bianca's body curve because of the pleasure she was getting. Burning with passionate desire, Gerald thrust deeply. It made Bianca's eyes open because of the aching and full feeling in the core of her body. And how surprised he was to see the man who was
While waiting for their order to arrive, Gerald continues to talk nonstop, like a malfunctioning radio. Frans remains silent, gazing at the roses swaying in the breeze. His body may be there, but his mind is still focused on Veronica, who has been missing for a long time.In a kitchen adjacent to the garden, a girl can't tear her eyes away from the two men. She's trying her best not to cry right now. Seeing her husband looking so bad, with an emaciated and unkempt body. The face that used to shine is now dull and lifeless. There's no trace of a smile on his handsome face, even though the man sitting beside him tries tirelessly to comfort him."What happened to you, Bi? Why aren't you living your life properly? Why, Bi?" Veronica wipes away her tears. Her body looks even thinner than when she was with Frans. Her stomach appears to be bulging. There's no difference in the condition of Frans and Veronica. If it weren't for their love child living inside her womb, Veronica might have ende
"No, no, Frans, nothing like that. I just wanted to share some wise words from that young lady with you. Because, in my opinion, your stories are quite similar.""What do you mean?" Frans asks, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion at Gerald's explanation."Well," Gerald takes a sip of water before continuing, "the girl also wasn't approved by her husband's parents. That's why she's working here. And you know what? She's concerned about your situation. She says you should be living a better life. You're handsome, possibly well-off, and there are plenty of girls out there who would happily be your wife. Meanwhile, she, living in poverty, has to carry a child in her womb. She's strong and resilient," Gerald explains. He adds some positive remarks in between based on Veronica's short message.Frans shakes his head slowly. "It's easy to talk about it in theory, Ger. But when you actually go through it, it feels heavy. Which husband can be okay when his beloved wife leaves without a word? Pl
While Frans was busy looking for Veronica's whereabouts, Gerald, who was still in the man's apartment, was preparing to enjoy the evening, at a bar that he had discussed with Frans this afternoon. In fact, Gerald also invited his best friend to come with him. At least, just for drinking. Because it was impossible for Frans to want to follow him looking for a woman to warm up his manhood. When Gerald opened the apartment door, his gaze met Bianca's black eyes which made the girl immediately step back slowly. He didn't expect that the man who asked him to make love this morning was still there. “Don't run, darling..., don't you miss me?” said Gerald. When he managed to pull Bianca into his arms. Unexpectedly by Bianca, Gerald gave a wet sensation to the girl's nape. Suddenly, it gave him goosebumps. “I-I, I have nothing to do with you. "Just once you touched me, I don't want any more," muttered Bianca. Her body was also shaking to hold back the desire that was starting to emerge bec
Put him back on the bed. Gerald also released his manhood on Bianca's. With quick movements, he took off all his clothes, which he had not had time to remove completely. Bianca swallowed hard. Seeing Gerald who was ready between her thighs. Unexpectedly by Bianca, the man lifted one leg and tilted his body. In the next second, the man thrust his manhood very hard. Bianca's eyes opened wide. No words came out of the girl's mouth. There were only moans and groans of pleasure. Likewise with Gerald, Bianca's twitching increasingly massaged his manhood. Because of their love the AC was so cold it had no effect at all. Still, sweat drenched both of their bodies. Moreover, Bianca is the one who has taken control of their romance again. It just made Gerald even crazier. The man's mouth never stopped moaning and screaming Bianca's name. *** Before sunrise, Frans is already on his way to the restaurant he visited with Gerald yesterday. The image of the avocado juice he had yesterday contin
Four hours ago, the sun had returned to its hiding place, and the once bright sky was now adorned with the moon and stars. Frans had also informed Gerald that he wouldn't be returning to the apartment today. He had some long-overdue reunions to attend to, he said. Gerald simply laughed and congratulated Frans while he was busy dealing with Bianca's parents, who were giving him an earful because he had taken her home quite late in the evening.Frans's heart warmed as he looked at Veronica, sitting alone in the garden, gazing at the bright night sky. He hadn't expected the woman he'd seen earlier to be his wife. It made sense why he felt drawn to her earlier. And tonight, Frans wouldn't retreat like he did yesterday. He had already shown his marriage certificate as proof of his legitimate relationship with Veronica to avoid any misunderstandings in case they decided to satisfy their longing for each other.But Frans couldn't help it.In fact, he had wanted to approach her since earlier,
Frans chuckled through his tears, holding Veronica close. The two of them, embracing in the tiny, humble house, were finally reunited after a long and painful separation. “Haha, that's right, yeah. Now let's not talk about that yet. I miss you dear." Frans brought his face closer to Veronica. Holding his wife's neck so she wouldn't run away from him. Gently, Frans kissed Veronica's lips, spilling out the longing that had now been cured. However, there was something strange about Veronica's lips. Frans felt that his lips tasted salty and slightly swollen. “Why are you biting your lip, darling. Take a look. Your lips are bleeding and swollen.” Frans gently stroked Veronica's lips. Veronica shook her head slowly. “I want to hold back my tears, Aunt. So you can't hear it.” Veronica grabbed Frans' wrist. "Don't do it again, OK," said Frans. Kissed Veronica briefly on the lips. Veronica nodded and released her hug from Frans. "Hubby's coming home, okay? I'll pick you up tomorrow morni