7 Virgin Blood
Shameful Merona

"We go to sleep, okay? You're scaring me."

Practically Ak Jaka chuckled. "Oow... Is my Wulan now a cowardly girl?"

"Yes, afraid of my own husband's ferocity."

"Is that?" Ak Jaka returned a silly grin, then he kissed the lips, went down to the shoulder, then landed on the nape of my neck.

"Oh!" I mendesa* lyric. "Geli, Ak," I protested, giggling as Ak Jaka deliberately swiped his beard into my neck. And not spared, both hands wild guerrilla all over my body. Groping to the back, stroking the hips, then stroking the thighs to the inside. "Stop... Ak. Amused, know...."

"That's just the beginning" he whispered. While putting my hands behind my back to open the no-strap bra hook I was wearing, Ak Jaka stuck his fangs at the nape of my neck. Sucking me strong to make me wonder* delicious. Without me noticing, my fingers firmly gripped the muscles in his back.

Irrespective. The white bra immediately landed onto the floor and the ripe peach was subjected to Ak Jaka's hand strength.

"Oh my God, Ak!" my voice's choked.

But Ak Jaka was happy, he managed to torture his little wife with pleasure. So, as soon as he removed his fangs from the nape of my neck, he deftly turned his fangs to my chest. To that warm tenderness. Voraciously, he *me mercilessly.

No doubt, I stumbled because my husband was so wild. Gasps. In that semi-conscious state, without letting go of his pawns on my chest, I felt Ak Jaka put his hands on the sides of my thighs. As if following the instructions, I lifted my body, straightened my body with knee support and gave Ak Jaka access to take down the last silk attached to my body. Then, somehow to be exact, the white boxer he was wearing also freed himself from the painful feeling of tightness.

"Shhh... mmh...." I bit my lip, holding back the tingling sensation that was bubbling up to the tip of my foot as Ak Jaka's hand slipped down, caressing the most sensitive side of my core. While, on the other hand, his left arm was tightly coiled around my waist, holding me back from escaping from his grip. And around my neck, that guy stuck his fangs back in, sucked hard, made me wonder* unstoppable. "Please, stop, Ak. I. I can't stand it...."

He won't stop. While I myself cannot survive. An amused sensation that fluttered up to the tip of my toes due to the soft rubbing of his fingers on the most sensitive part, making both of my legs feel paralyzed.

"Please..please stop...," I groaned. But this time the man stuck his finger inside. "Oh!" My eyes were closed, with my mouth half open.

He was teasing me on purpose!

"Close your eyes" he whispered, then again poked at the nape of my neck, biting and sucking gently as his fingers slowly continued to guerrilla sensually.

Caressing and cradling.

"Ak," stingy. "Stop...."

"Yet. Not yet, Honey. It's not time to stop."

"Stop, Ak...."

"No...."

"Please...." I stinged.

He still refused to stop. "I told you not to regret it, didn't I?"

"Yes. But please stop. Stop, Ak. I. I won't be able to hold it for much longer. Stop, Ak...."

He shook his head, and continued to defend me....

"Ac!" my voice's choked. "Please stop.ti."

Be late. The explosion inside my body has already happened. With a red met face, I lowered my face, realizing the moisture flowing from my body, soaking his fingers.

I swear I'm so embarrassed!

But Ak Jaka keeps flirting. "Wet and warm" he whispered hoarsely after freeing my nape from his fangs.

My eyes glared. He barely glared, then pinched his shoulder hard.

And, like a pervert, Ak Jaka instead chuckled happily.

You crazy husband!