A TASTE (YOONA AZZURA)
A TASTE OF 32~DON'T GO, DARLING!!!
"SAYANG.." said Yoona as she opened the door of her husband's restaurant.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY DARLING." said Yoona while thrusting a birthday cake that has been attached to the candle to form the number 25.
"Yes my.. Dear.... Why tired... " Angan who is super tight guarding his wife who is two-bodied.
"That's... You are, I have bela²in here even you omelin" Yoona said while pouting.
"Yes yes... Thanks to you, darling... Thanks deck... Don't bother Mommy.. Inget Mommy can't be tired OK!!" Afgan spoke while squatting and stroking his wife's growing stomach.
"Aws. Aw. Which... Her grandpa kicked really hard." Yoona said to her husband while stroking his distended stomach.
Afgan just smiled when he heard his wife say, he was very grateful that both were healthy.
"Happy Daddy's Birthday." said Yoona while imitating the voice of a child
"Yes... Thank you dear. "Afgan replied while peeping his wife's stomach.
"So want to have children." said Rafa while looking at the married couple.
"Eh!! Yes marry dong" Ben replied to Rafa's remarks.
"Nobody's interested in me" Rafa.
Ben and Rafa approach Afgan and his wife.
"HBD broo." said Ben and Rafa.
Afgan thanked his friend and his work partner.
Afgan cut the cake brought by his wife, first he fed his beloved wife.
"Your healthy, Daddy's encouragement" said Afgan, Yoona smiled and disturbed her husband's speech.
Then piece by piece he gave his two friends.
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Marchel watched Yoona's interaction with her husband just clutching tightly to her steering wheel until her fingers² whitened.
"YOON.... YOU'RE MINE" Marchel said, hitting her in the wheel.
"Hahh.." cried Marchel.
*****
Yoona walks into a special room in her husband's restaurant.
She took her husband into the room.
"Hm... Auto dapet ration bro.." Rafa nudges Ben's arm.
"Yang." said Yoona.
"Hm.." Afgan while stroking Yoona's back in her lap.
"Emmm... That's... L'm... Want " said ambiguous Yoona
"What... What cravings, I'll look for" Afgan while caressing Yoona's cheek.
Yoona who got a gentle touch of her husband just closed her eyes enjoying it.
Yoona regained her senses and gestured with her chin pointing downwards.
"That's it." said Yoona pointing down, foolishly following Yoona's eyes, still confused about what she wanted.
"Yaaang.." whiney Yoona while guiding Afgan's hand holding her breast.
"But yesterday it was dear.... Poor his grandpa dong, later in pain" Afgan tried to negotiate with his wife.
"But... I want to love you again... Can yes..." Yoona whines like a child.
Afgan sometimes confused by the will of the more aggressive wife, he also thought of his son who was in his wife's stomach.
"Yes is okay!! Just a minute.." Afghans relented.
He laid his wife in that big bed.
He took off all his clothes and his wife.
He kissed his wife's innocent stomach .
"It's your will what's Mommy's deck?" afgan asked while kissing Yoona's stomach, he could also feel her son's kick inside his wife's stomach.
Afgan pushed his core slowly into his wife's hole, he also enjoyed the same sensation when he first fucked his wife, very enjoyable also he was very satisfied when his wife sighed favourably under his confinement.
"Ah... Dear... Hurry up a little" Yoona's pinta.
"No. No. No. pity his grandpa dear.." Afgan did do it slowly, he did not want to hurt his baby.
Yoona pushed Afgan's shoulders and laid her down now it was Yoona's turn over her husband's belly.
She began to put Afgan's property into hers, she sighed when the core felt full by her husband's.
"Dear... Ahhh.. "Yoona's sigh while slowly raising her hips.
Multiply the pleasure that Yoona feels until she raises her rhythm quickly.
"Darling... Oi.. Slowly remember debay Mommy" said Afgan while holding Yoona's hip.
Afgan began to be annoyed with his wife he went to sit and turn his wife's body back to lie under the Kungkungan, he did slowly until both reached the top.
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" Mom.... Mah... Mama.." call Marchel a little yell to Mama.
"What's up, son.. Why scream" Mama walked over to her son.
"How many months did Yoona have" asked Marchel.
"Ep... That's.. Five months Dear" Mama told Marchel.
"Haaaaahhhhhh" Marchel shouted as she pulled the tablecloth in the living room, the magazine book and so on scattered on the floor.
Mama covered her ears to hear things falling.
All the stuff was slammed by Marchel.
"Enough Marchel" said Papa was on the doorstep, seeing that Marchel did not respond to Papa approaching Marchel and slapping hard on Marchel's cheek.
Marchel reflexes holding her cheek.
"What are you doing, huh!!" Papa. "you're really not sane" he added.
"I just want Yoona Pah, just her" cried Marchel.
"Don't you know, YoonA is married to MARCHEL, SHE'S YOUR SISTER'S WIFE "Said Papa.
"I don't care, it should be mine "Marchel.
Plaque..
"Rescious MARCHEL... YOU'RE NOT HIS SOUL MATE" Papa said again.
Marchel breezed away to get the keys to his car.
"Where are you!!!" papa asked Marchel but not responded by Marchel he ran up to his car.
*****
Marchel sees Yoona walking out of the restaurant, he gets out of the car and follows Yoona away, apparently Yoona goes to the dumpster behind the restaurant.
Marchel pulled Yoona's arm back to her face.
"MARIE!!" yoona was surprised, Marchel immediately grabbed Yoona's lips and cornered her on the wall, ****** Yoona's sweet lips became opium.
From then on Yoona continued to rebel but she was already discouraged and did not rebel anymore, Marchel kept on****** Yoona's lips up below, she deepened her kiss until her tongue entered Yoona's mouth.
"Marchelle...." Yoona tries to rebel but she loses, both hands clutching at the wall by Marchel.
Marchel couldn't get close given Yoona's enlarged belly.
Marchel took off her kiss and she said Yoona's sweet lips with her thumb.
"Why are you back" said Yoona ketus as she stared intently at Marchel.
"After a long time you no longer interfere with my life, suddenly you just appear" he added.
"I want you my wife" said Marchel, who wanted to touch Yoona's shoulder but was immediately pushed over by her.
"CONSCIOUS MARCHEL, I'M MARRIED, I'M GONNA HAVE KIDS NOW..WHERE'S YOUR BRAIN HUH!! " snapped Yoona
"I don't want to know.. YOU ARE MINE MY YOONA" Marchel said as she pulled YoonA's hand, YoonA struggled to keep up with Marchel's hasty steps.
"Marchel, slowly get sick" Yoona said as she held onto Marchel's wrists.
"Law.. Marchel..." Yoona was in pain with it, she couldn't bear her hand hurting and her stomach also started cramping from walking too fast.
Marchel encourages Yoona to enter her car.
"Marchel you're what²an huh!!! " yoona snapped while looking at Marchel.
Marchel did not pay attention to him he stuck gas until his car went lightning fast.
"Marchelle.... I'mfrightened.. Hicks.." Yoona began to shed tears, she held tightly to the handrails that were on top of her.
Shocks after shocks made his stomach even more painful.
Until the car they were riding in reached Marchel's house.
Marchel still pulled Yoona and walked quickly as if she was unaware of the state of Yoona who was pregnant, she had been ignited by her emotions.
"Ma... Marchel... Ow... My stomach" said Yoona while holding her stomach that feels more pain.
"Aaggghhhrrrh.... Marchel... My son.."whim weirdly while holding tightly to his stomach, his stomach was really cramping.
"Marchel let me go... Agggrrhhh " Yoona said as she released Marchel's hand.
They were already at the top of the stairs, Yoona continued to rebel until her hand was released by Marchel's grasp, as fast as the lightning Yoona turned around and came down from the stairs, however ill-fated, Marchel slipped, realizing that he was grabbing Yoona's hand, but she lost her balance until they both fell down on the stairs.
Marchel was unconscious, she was, under Yoona.
"Ohhh..... Hakhs.... My tummy... My boy... Don't go" said Yoona, slowly blurring her eyes and fainting.
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