Aksara For Arsyilla
Color - Rainbow Color

As soon as afternoon came, Aksara who came home from the office was so happy to see Arsyilla and Ara who had opened the door for her. His face was smiling looking at the two beloved women.

“Dad home,” he said as he entered the house.

“Yayah,” reply Ara who has started raving and started being able to call “yayah and nda,’ is just greeted by her daughter, Aksara is happy.

“Iya .. Yayah take a shower first well, after this play the same Dad well,” reply.

Aksara then looked at Arsyilla's face, “Dad take a shower first yes Mommy,” he said by climbing the stairs.

It takes approximately 15 minutes, Aksara then has headed to the Ara playground. See for yourself how the daughter learned to walk using her baby walker. Even Ara himself seemed to want to show his abilities in front of his father.

“Taken by mouth Dad,” said Arsyilla by giving warm tea to her husband.

“Still Mother,” reply by sipping Warm Tea inside that ceramic cup.

Filling the afternoon with his little family, making Aksara happy. Moreover, there is Ara who is increasingly adorable and always grows in a positive direction.

“Pinter really his son This father .. later if you can walk, want to go to where Ara?” ask Aksara to her daughter.

“Mau to Mall, Dad .. go for a walk and buy shoes,” reply Arsyilla.

Aksara laughed, “Nanti bought Daddy cute princess shoes yah .. let Ara more and more sintered walk,” Aksara reply that stood behind Ara, as if preparing to keep if until Ara fell.

Until finally, until the night Aksara accompanied Ara to play. Arsyilla and Aksara also enjoy their dinner while taking turns to babysit Ara. However, around the 19:30s, Ara was already sleepy. So Arsyilla immediately put her daughter to sleep.

Not long after, Arsyilla went back into the room. Laying down his back and waist for a while, because all day playing with Ara, enough to make the waist feel sore.

“Hasleep, Ara her Honey?” ask Aksara to his wife.

“Had Father ...he is very active. He wants to stand up and learn his own way like that. Tired,” replied Arsyilla.

“You want me to flinch?” tawar Aksara's.

Arsyilla also shook her head, “Nggak ... want to be hugged Father aja,” sahutnya with a spoiled voice.

Hearing Arsyilla's request, Aksara nodded her head. The man immediately got into bed, and hugged his wife. Catch him so tightly. There was the hand of Aksara moving and giving such a gentle swipe at the top of Arsyilla's head.

No sound, because when hugged her husband, Arsyilla chose to close her eyes while inhaling the aroma of her favorite woody in the body of Aksara.

“Why silence?” ask Aksara.

“Kangen,” reply Arsyilla with brief.

The embrace of the Aksara in the body of Arsyilla increasingly tight, until Aksara began to kiss the top of the head of Arsyilla. Fully Aksara knows that, the meaning of kangen for his wife means a lot. Therefore, Aksara increasingly clutched Arsyilla and tried to touch his wife.

It didn't take long, both of them were both dragged in waves. The meeting of lips, tongue that is equally rubbed, presents a variety of gelenyar in the body, until Arsyilla sighed with all her chest, when she felt the palm of her husband's hand that infiltrated into the t-shirt she was wearing.

“Mmh,” de-sah Aksara while giving caress on Arsyilla's back.

The lips were moving and sucked the folds of Arsyilla's lower lip with a similar pressure, until Aksara felt the clutches of Arsyilla's hand tightened on her shoulder.

Slowly, but surely, Aksara removed the iron hook that was inside the back of the shirt, so that her hand could caress that delicate back. From the nape to the waist, everything traced the Aksara with his hands. Until the hand finally pulled the T-shirt worn by Arsyilla up, making his wife with a plain upper body in front of him.

Aksara opened his eyes, observing, the complete beauty of his wife's body. Despite having children, Arsyilla's body is still tempting for her. Aksara gripped Arsyilla, bowing his face, and began to bring his wife's ripe peaches to drown in the warmth of his oral cavity. Giving greetings with a tongue swab that is really intoxicating, not only that Aksara also gives small bites at the top of the peach. Until it does not take long, the peak has stiffened and a little swollen there. More powerful Aksara sucking, more powerful Arsyilla squeezing hair Aksara.

“Dad,” called her husband with breath.

Aksara lifted her face, looking at her beautiful wife with a de-sahan voice that teased her ears. The characters then remove any clothes that both of them wear. Liar the naughty hands of his wife who gave a grip and a squeeze in the navel that was so tense.

“Unbelievable Mother,” watered by rubbing the head of Arsyilla.

Enjoying touch after touch that Arsyilla gave, until finally Aksara awakened himself, and again greeted the valley of his wife. Give a swipe with his tongue there. Not caring about Arsyilla's moaning and his wife's body writhing uneasily.

Feeling that Arsyilla was already feeling his release, Aksara then opened his wife's thighs, and began to rain down his remains, a movement as powerful as going in and out, raining and piercing that made Aksara growl. His face looked up, with closed eyes.

Powerless with her husband's movements, Arsyilla took her legs to circle her husband's waist, even Arsyilla slightly raised her face, and bit her husband's back as she again felt floating with a sensation like no other.

“Hhh, Dad, ah ..”.

Kian lirih de-sahan Arsyilla, increasingly making Aksara move his hips. It's raining and throwing up its wake. The scripture then pulls the navel and enters the tomb again, until Arsyilla gasps for breath.

“Slightly tilted Honey,” Aksara command that asks his wife to change her position to be tilted.

Aksara pulled a blanket to cover the body of the two, then he again rained his remains from behind with an equally tilted position. Unlock one leg of Arsyilla, and put it on her thigh. Back the man made a gesture asductive as the sensation was incredible.

A free hand explores the chest area of his wife, and the lips that repeatedly kissed her nape and shoulders. Both share sweat. Can not say anymore how beautiful and enjoy the adventure of making love this time.

From behind the Aksara continued to move, as if giving no pause. Until arriving at the Aksara feel it has arrived at its limit. The man felt the clutches of the heavenly cup growing stronger and as if squeezing his remains.

“Hhh, jeez,” rags Aksara by giving a squeeze on his wife's chest.

Completing mission. The script then shot its wake as deep as possible, and the man growled and the body shook. Aksara. His hand held onto Arsyilla's body so firmly. Maintaining the position of his wife was appropriate, accompanied by a waist movement that is increasingly dusty.

Urgent and urgent. The characters move without any pause. Arsyilla closed her eyes, trying to resist the shock of the waves that made her shiver like cold. Both are caught up in a sense they cannot define.

The script struck so deeply, so powerfully, that it finally broke. The man exploded in pleasure as if millions of colorful rainbows were adorning his closed eyes. The sweat that increasingly adds to the impression of clay and wet, and also the embrace of Arsyilla in his body is the most beautiful and wise sensation that can both feel together.