7 Virgin Blood
Longed

After getting dressed and dressing up, I walked out of the room feeling guilty about the scene that was not supposed to be. It felt so pleasant and so eager for me to enjoy, that I let the flirtation happen between us. However, the unilateral self-prevention carried out by Ak Jaka made me feel bad.

Restlessly, I came out of the room and snuck into the kitchen to make breakfast. I was making toast and grilling meat when Ak Jaka walked into the kitchen, while a plate of fried rice special for him was already on the table.

"It smells good" he commented as he approached me from behind.

Vibration ran through my spine due to the proximity of Ak Jaka. "Maybe the grilled meat," I said.

"Not the grill, dear," said Ak Jaka in a drawn tone. "But you."

Oh. He kissed the back of my neck. I wonder* wirih. If I could keep whatever pleasure he gave me, I would never be thirsty for the affection of this man.

"Have you not taken a shower?" I asked, noticing he who has not changed since he came out of my room earlier.

He was silly. "I have no intention of staying here" he said, sitting on a kitchen counter. "So I don't have a change of clothes. Want to get into the house next door, but cringe get out of here."

"So don't want to shower because you don't have a change of clothes?"

He's nodding. "Yes." Yeah."

"Aren't you worried?"

"It would be more uncomfortable to take a shower but not change clothes."

"Then don't change clothes" I said, grinning sillyly, then whispering. "Not wear anything. It's not a problem for me."

Haha! I gave a great chuckle, even Ak Jaka who was unable to hold his voice. "Basic naughty!" ledek.

"Yes already. Sit down at the dinner table. It's almost ready."

Ak Jaka according to. Immediately he got off the counter and moved to sit on the dining table chair. I served in front of him a cup of warm tea, a plate of fried rice, a meat toast, and a basket full of various fruits.

Ak Jaka looked at the blessings laid out before him. "I will be the happiest man in the world to have a wife as good as you" he said, then reached out to catch my waist and sat me on his lap. His two arms were perfectly circular, so tightly around my waist.

"O yeah? Is that a compliment? Thank you then. It's time to eat."

He shook his head, returned a silly grin and looked up. "I want to eat you" he said, looking at me with a dark, hungry look.

"You want to just tell me or ask permission, hmm?"

"Wake up a minute" he asked.

Hmm.. she returned anticipation, my inner. With a little frown I stood up and was about to sit on another chair. But suddenly...

"I'm just asking you to stand up for a while, instead of moving to another chair" he said.

I grinned. "Then?"

"Sit here. Facing me."

The deg!

I'm gawking. However, I took it for granted when Ak Jaka pulled me back into his lap. Sitting on his thighs, facing him. And he looked up at me, his eyes filled with love so much that it made my heart so frown.

"German...." Ak Jaka buried his face in my chest, diran* inside. "I'm crazy about you" he whispered. "I'm so crazy about you."

I was confused as to what to say. Instead, I cupped his face. "I love you" I said. "I'm crazy about you too."

Reckless. I rubbed my lips against his lips. Meluma. And even without skill, I let my tongue wander into his throat. I kissed him as he kissed me, with wildness and freedom. Between the drunkenness, I noticed that the two men's hands slipped behind my dress, exploring my back until a sense of warmth instantly ran through my body.

"To the couch, huh?" take her along while slipping her hands under my knees.

I nodded, smiling in shame. Then, with the muscle strength of his two hands, Ak Jaka stood with me in his cradle, in his chest, and he led me to the sofa to fondle me even crazier. Overwhelmed me, stressed himself to me. Fumbles. However, he did not take off my dress or remove the shirt from his body.

"ouch!" I gasp. "A...?"

He put his fingers on my lips. "Let me taste your sweetness, huh? Just a little."

Without waiting for my answer, Ak Jaka slammed into my neck. Sucking blood.

"Ac!" My eyes are practically closed. "Yes God! Mmmmmm...."

It's insane! My entire nerve cell is tightened. Crave himself.

"Oh my God..," he murmured in the thickness of my hair. I can feel the center of his passion pressing on me in tension.

Tormented....