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Witnesses Mute Bathroom

...Sometimes happiness can be achieved with simple things. No need to be expensive but gathering together in good health is already an immeasurable happiness. ...

...~JBlack...

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Humaira was so enjoying this massage. Almost half an hour passed, slowly this massage began to creep into his thighs. At first he was ordinary. Humaira had not suspected anything.

However, the longer the hand went up and stopped right in front of the plain core of his body. Just as Humaira had just opened her eyes, along with that Syakir's fingers came in and made Humai widen both eyes.

"Sir Brother! " Sheeked Humai with a surprised look.

"I'm sorry, honey. But. "Sayakir said that slowly shifted to make the water in the bathup move and fall.

The distance between the two began to get closer. Syakir's hands began to stretch out and lift his wife's waist until Humai sat on her lap.

This bathup is large enough to be made a bath together. Slowly, Syakir held his wife's waist until her body rested on the back of the bathup.

The two are now facing each other's eyes. With Humai sitting on the lap of Syakir and the core of the body the two met each other.

"This brother." Humai was uncomfortable.

However, his tongue felt faint when he wanted to say something now. She can also feel if her husband's property starts to grow. Something noble was tense and made Humai swallow his saliva so hard.

"Honey… "

"I want you again, "Sayakir said honestly.

Before Humai protest. His lips were immediately invaded by Syakir's lips. Her husband sipped his lips greedily. It was as if his lips were going to run out and disappear.

Humai would lose his passion. She was also overwhelmed to serve her husband's lust. However, slowly Syakir's kiss began to soften.

Syakir could certainly feel the movement of his wife's lips were overwhelmed with his attack. He wanted Humai to stay comfortable and make him slow down his movements.

Finally the atmosphere began to bring each other in the lunge of something that made both of them want to feel more. Especially when Syakir's hand was raised and began to hold the two twin mountains that he liked so much.

The place where he likes it now. A new thing that always makes him want to hold onto it whenever the two are in contact.

Their kisses are getting hotter. Moreover, Syakir's hand movements also increasingly make Humai blingsatan. Until finally, their two eyes now face each other.

The fog of passion in both eyes could no longer be lied to. Slowly Humai began to lift his body slightly. He let Syakir start holding his and slowly he put it into the core of his body slowly.

"Sister! " Squeak Humai until his body curves backward.

The essence of warm water and how it belonged to her husband who filled the core of her body certainly made Humai feel drifting. Her lips could say nothing more because this was driving her crazy.

Humai started moving. Holding on Syakir's shoulders. Both began to sing like riding a horse. Neither Syakir nor Humai gave in to each other.

As if her husband's massage had made Humai a little stronger to pump like a good dancer.

Both Syakir and Humai moved with each other. Chasing each other for pleasure between the two until finally, the release was finally obtained by both. Yes, Syakir also came out in a fast time and made his second breath gasp.

Humai brought his face closer until the two touched each other. The lips of the two smiled at each other and their eyes stared at each other. As if the release earlier was something that made the hearts of both feel relieved and satisfied.

"Thank you, dear, " Said Syakir who appreciated his wife's efforts.

Humai. He also started to feel tired on both of his legs. However, even so. No one wants to give up both. It was as if they were still enjoying their incredible release.

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If in the room scrambling oxygen because tired. Not on the first floor. Everyone started to fill the dining table. The waiters are certainly arranging the breakfast menu in front of Papa Hermansyah, Mama Emili and her granddaughter.

"Where are Mom and Dad? Jay wants to go to their room" said Jay, who had wanted to meet his mother.

Habits embedded in Jay certainly make him can not be far from his mother. Humai who always woke him, always visited him every morning would feel lost when his mother did not do that to him.

Jay runs first and makes Humai's real father hold his wife's hand.

"Leave, Honey. Their door would have been locked and Jay would not have been able to get in, " Papa Hermansyah told his wife.

"But, Pa… "

"Trust me! " Said and made Mama Emili nod.

He finally only saw and followed his grandson up the stairs safely. After making sure Jay made it to the end of the stairs, he slowly returned to the dining table.

Jay must have climbed the stairs one by one and quickly started running towards the door that was still tightly closed. He immediately knocked on the door impatiently.

The little boy missed his mother. He also whined since then because he realized that he woke up not in his mother's bed.

"Mother..mom! " Shouted Jay impatiently..

The boy's hand continued to knock impatiently. His eyes began to glaze over. A three-year-old boy misses his mother.

"Mother! " Jay said in a voice that held back tears.

Finally the tears came out. Finally the boy started crying and before long, the doorknob moved and opened the door.

"Mother! "

"Hey, Boy, "Call Syakir who lifts up his son's body and takes him in.

"Mother where? "

"What's up, honey. Mother here, "Said Humai whose voice came from the dressing room.

Of course it makes Jay ask to get off his father's sling. He immediately ran after his mother and saw Humai combing her hair.

"Mother! "

"Jay Sweetie." Humai hugged his son.

He knew his son's habits and made him grumble at Syakir for the man to let him go in the bathroom. Jay's habit makes Humai do not want to take too long to bathe and stay in the room.

His son will look for him when he wakes up and make him fussy if he doesn't see him. But really not. Look at his son now, Jay asks Humai to carry him.

"Sorry Mom yeah. Mom and Dad woke up late, " Humai said to calm his son.

Jay who was still crying nodded. His hands were coiled around his mother's neck and Humai began to move out from inside the dressing room.

His legs still felt weak but he strengthened to keep walking. He came out and was immediately greeted by Syakir who also finished styling his hair.

"Darling let me carry her, "Said the worried Syakir.

"Gakpapa, Brother. Let's go downstairs. Surely Jay has not eaten, "pinta Humai that makes Syakir can not say anything.

Eventually the man could only obey. He followed his wife from behind for fear of Humai falling.

They quickly climbed down the stairs and walked to the first floor. Both of them went straight to the dinner table and saw their parents waiting.

"The name is mamir baru mah. Until her hair got wet, Pa, "Sindir Mama Emili who made her daughter and daughter-in-law embarrassed.

"Custom, Ma. Until they forgot because there was a little boy waiting impatiently. "

~Connected

Hahhaa Bang Syakir brain omes. His head asked to be plucked so that he was aware.