Badboy My husband
~Badboy Husband 47 47•
"Darling, your period is over yet?" tanya Altar, hugged the waist of his wife who was copying her duties.
"Not yet, sister," replied Aisha.
The altar bent his face. "I've been told, you want to give a gift to brother, can't be loved now?" ask Altar.
Aisha stopped writing it, she looked up, saw her husband's face looking sour. " Can't be Altar's sister" replied Aisha.
"Here try, why is my brother's face so bent?" aisha asked, holding both of her husband's cheeks.
"You want this." The altar pointed towards Aisha's lips.
Aisha smiled, and nodded. "Don't be rude, yeah! Altar sister," Aisha's memory.
The altar with a fluffy smile, directly thrusting the goose duck, kissed Aisha's lips.
The altar was clenching greedily, those sweet pink lips.
Aisha raises her hand around the neck of the Altar, while the Altar holds the nape of his wife's neck.
Aisha slowly replies to the Altar link. The atmosphere in the room was instantly vertical.
The altar is very soft. But want it soft or rough play, still the lips will be swollen.
"Emhhh," complained Aisha. Clap the arm of the Altar, to stop.
The altar released his kiss. They breathe together. Aisha inhaled the air greedily, as if her oxygen was gone, taken by the Altar.
"Dear, sick?" tanya Altar, holding Aisha's swollen lips.
Aisha nodded. "It hurts, Ais's lips are weird to know!" resounding.
Altar kissed the fleeting lips she made, gently . "I'm sorry, yes" he said.
"Sister," called Aisha, singing her lips.
"Why baby? Want to ask for her lips again?" tanya Altar, raise her eyebrows, with a mischievous smile.
"Sir Altar is naughty!" Aisha hit the heavy chest of the Altar, making the man chuckle.
With one pull, Aisha falls into the arms of the Altar.
"Don't, sick baby!" the altar, as if it were feeling pain.
"Emang?" aisha asked, putting her head on the chest of the Altar covered in cocoa clothes.
The reflex altar kept Aisha away from her chest, lest her wife hear her heartbeat.
"sister Altar, Ais wants to date," said Aisha arrived.
"Ais, want to date," replied Aisha, holding the two cheeks of the Altar that were already covered in emotion.
The altar brushed Aisha's hand off her cheek, leaving Aisha confused. "You asking permission, cheating?" ask the Altar, trying to stifle his emotions.
"Ih, don't get me wrong! Ais wants to date with sister!" aisha.
The altar blinked its eyes, hearing Aisha's words. "What are you dating for? We're married."
"There is, halal courtship kak Altar, we're not going out, so Ais wants to date with sister, let's go out ngedate," replied Aisha.
The altar shook his head, not being out of thought with his wife. "Jude, let's go out!" bring Altar.
the altar came down from the bed, intending to change his clothes. Just as she was about to undress her cocoon, the Altar turned towards Aisha, who closed her eyes. The Altar chuckles.
"Why close his eyes? The feeling has already been seen" said the Altar.
Aisha snorted in annoyance, turning her body in the other direction. "Change clothes quickly!" aisha pinta.
The altar was eager to laugh, seeing the behavior of his little wife.
He also changed his clothes. The altar always glanced towards Aisha, who was closed-eyed, occasionally the Altar chuckled.
"Honey, already," said the Altar.
Aisha opened her eyes, and looked towards her husband.
Aisha spread her arms, towards the Altar. " Gendong dong, mas girlfriend," cried Aisha.
The altar smiled, then approached his wife. Altar holding Aisha, a koala baby. "My girlfriend, how light? Eat a day how many times does hem?" ask Altar.
"Gum twice, same morning as night" replied Aisha.
"Tomorrow and so on, you should eat four times a day!" pinta Altar's.
Aisha did not argue, she was just a mangosteen.
"This hoodie package first." The altar sat, Aisha on the sofa, and put on a thick hoodie on her. "night wind is not good," continued Altar.
Aisha smile. "Give me dear" said Aisha. So that made the Altar freeze, his legs seemed stiff, hearing Aisha call him with words of affection.
"Sister sick? As for the face of the pale sister," said Aisha, holding the cheek of the Altar. "Don't dehedate, brother is sick again."
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