Second Love in my heart

I think I got to know him when he introduced himself to me. In Kopration office where my works. The named is Rd Gatot kertabudi. Kertabudi his father's name.

On the sidelines of my free time I was introduced to her sister named Ema. He just finished his studies in high school.

But She but is already working.

She is a beautiful girl compared to her sisters. She is better beutyful from older Sister Nunung,

Head of Population Section of Bandung City. She is prettier than Teh Ida, who is married to Kang Pandi, a housing employee from Jadi. Two are prettier than her sister Linda, than her sister Yanti, prettier than Cory, prettier than Nia, her sister.

She is prettier than her sisters. Especially the buttocks. Beautiful Spanish guitar shape. Local product but the skin is export.

our togetherness on the sidelines of the time to organize, So that we become more familiar. I finally decided to make her my wife candidate.

One day, in free time. my motor bike goes to her house with her on my piggyback. Coincidentally my parents were having lunch. I introduced her to my parents, My parent is very happy. It makes our relationship sanctioned.

I think, The wedding day is just around the corner. Just waiting for me to get a job no matter how small the salary.

Lack of backup by the Spanish guitar.

She take a draft proposal. She wants the formation of a Bktk region election committee, celebrated with great joy.

She set the event at the art building rumantang siang kosambi bandung.

Using the proposal, we seek funding. And the spread of the proposal failed.

Finally I said that I have a large amount of money, but for one year's tuition.

He said, no problem just use it. He decided to use the money recorded as a loan later in return. Note Me.

Finally Activities went smoothly. Long story short, H day arrived. I came at the beginning of time, to control the committee in question appeared. from the front door of the building. He walked towards me. She looks very beautiful, especially her buttocks that are very prominent behind the tight kebaya.

She is Very very beautiful.

She approached me slowly. He gripped my hand tightly and his ass touched mine. He looked at me intently and whispered something.

Her tenderness and warmth felt real. I feel a sensation, my butt feels throbbing, every time I feel a sense of pleasure together, when I ride her.

she hugged my stomach while her breasts pressed tightly against mine.

I toyed with the motor gear, brakes and gas, to the point of jerking. It will cause a sensation of mutual pleasure.

But the sensation of pleasure disappears when faced with compassion.

At which point you want to go home, the event is over, My eyes looked at the figure of a woman's body, the figure was short, fat, black, his upper teeth were sticking out, his eyes were minuscule with thick glasses.

Wide jaw, ponytail cheeks and sparse hair, like a person recovering from typhus, I forgot his name. We'll call him the Beast.

His house is farthest away, in a public cemetery area that has not been electrified. I'm sure no one is willing to take him home.

I feel sorry for the Beast who was recruited by Gatot, because his work is nimble and the results are neat.

He's always on time.

So I was willing to take him to his house. I'm sure, Ema will not be jealous. Hope the beast grabbed the bait. Who wants to come with me? Ujang asked

"I want to come with you, sir!" said the ugly said her before the others.

Finally he ate the bait I gave. I escorted the Beast to the front of his house. I will see it reportedly directly at his house. Who did Ema go home with? The next day I went to his house. The next day I went to his house by chance the door was open, the writer entered. There was a voice he said to his brother Djamu Kertabudhi, brother to become Asda II Regency.

"How much does Ema offer herself? Ema also has self -esteem" said Ema.

I look deeper, I want to explain the problem. But he caught sight of me. he went butt almost hit me.

He went almost bad my menu.

I wanted to prevent it from going but my weakness appeared. My chest became tight. Finally I fell. in front of Kang Djamu, the writer cried out loud.

I had a feeling that it was the last day I saw him.