
At Morean and Sarla's residence, the two relax in their swimming pool, staring at the beautiful lighted ceiling of the house, “What are brother and Luke doing right now Dad? Is everything okay? He would be angry if he knew we were not going anywhere just at home.”
Sarla hugs Morean's legs sitting by the pool while she enters the pool water in her sex bikini.
“Our intention is good, want to bring them closer, stop! Everything's gonna be okay, Luke is a good guy even if he's so annoying."
“Hemm, I hope so, Brother always talks like he doesn't like my situation now, I think he still can't accept if Sanden is you, his sister's husband.” Sarla's axle on Morean's thigh.
"Have not thought about it, just think about what makes you happy, I don't like you to think about the bad things while I always try you to live all the good and you like.
“Hemm...iya sorry, come down, you will accompany me to swim right? if it is not wet the name does not accompany me better myself.”
“Cold..this is bedtime.”
“It makes no difference day or night, here it is the same, let's get off dad!” Pull Sarla her husband.
“Cold babe—“ Morean shuddered in horror, “I don't like swimming.”
Sarla also glared back, “Master Costa! Accompany me to swim, you are busy no!” Sarla screams at the security guard of her home.
:Costa also immediately came running to make Morean laugh, “Stop Costa not here! My wife is drunk come back to work.”
“No Costa! come closer and take me around the pool.”
Morean keeps laughing, “Yes I'm down, go Costa! My wife's a little mentally deranged.” Morean also went down into the water when Sarla's lips had advanced a few centi, “Smile, I've come down.”
“Because forced.”
“No dear, I'm just lazy wet-wet let's swim dear..” Morean also brought Sarla's body which was still angry, he was resigned to be brought around their swimming pool.
Sarla laughed with satisfaction, knowing that Morean did not like getting wet at midnight, she continued to wrap her hands around Morean's neck, sticking like a baby boy back there.
“Come take me around Dad... You know my hobby is swimming.”
Morean holding Sarla's back for swimming, “You're swimming hobby? You used to swim?”
“No dad, I can't swim.” Answer Sarla plain.
Morean grumbled, “You can't bereng but you said your hobby is swimming, what kind of statement is.”
Sarla on Morean's back was broken, “As for me dad, life is a choice, everyone is free to choose what she wants.”
“Yes free but not free making up too dear. What if you asked me what your hobby is dad? then I answered, screwing the neighbor, is that acceptable when I never.”
“Why get far there! Your mind is too far.” Hit Sarla on her husband's arm.
“Auw..you started it! Your mind is too far away, what's wrong with screwing a neighbor, could be his father, his grandfather or his gardener.”
“That's the problem, you know what it means to fuck? That means doing an action.”
While swimming they just keep talking about things that do not matter their typical silliness.Morean laugh, “Ehm yes fine whatever it is your opinion, Mother warts are important you happym”
“What did you say?” Sarla bit her husband's back, making Morean squeal.
“Sakiiiit! Sarla!”
Sarla was blown away from Morean's back, immediately pulled over, Morean stared annoyedly at the wife, continuing to wipe her bitten back. “Other digits, not those outside my control.”
“What is in your control?” Hahaha, “Let's ride I'm hungry, I want you to cook for me.”
Morean back to pull over for a little swim, “We order it, if you're tired of home cooking helper.” Morean rubbed his wet face.
“If order I don't need to tell you, I can do it myself.” Sarla with her sexy bikini got up and was ready to go inside the house.
“Honey! Hey BABY! Where's your towel, use your towel!”
Sarla stops and laughs, at the entrance there are some guards of their house,”Iya sorry I forgot, let's ride I want to eat your cooking.”
Morean went up with the stairs there, “I can only cook cow's eye eggs.”
“Yes no problem I like cow's eye eggs.”
“But it's different he's a little cataract, I always didn't manage to keep his circle intact, he always broke in the frying pan.”
“Whatever it is, cataract cow's eye egg, cylinder cow's eye or minus cow's eye, I want to eat now.” The two who were wet also walked into their house Morean holding the wife so as not to slip.
Grasping with a strong hand, it always feels like Morean does not believe until this point, has a life partner, friends quarrel and a place to share also evaporates everything.