BECAUSE USTADZ I'M DISABLED
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Femila rested her head on the chest of the man who had become her husband. Femila's face looked up at her man.

"If you keep looking at me when he sleeps" said Ustadz Mirza with a smile on his lips.

"Ustadz handsome delay," said Femila without batting an eye. Even now she lay on her stomach and stared intensely at her husband's face.

Another smile was on the face of Ustadz Mirza.

"I'm handsome, you're the only one who just realized it" he said as he pulled his wife's nose.

"Auw.sick Ustadz," cried Femila with her nose.

Ustadz Mirza chuckled at the look on his wife's face and his hand pulled his wife's body into his arms.

"Ustadz..," call Femila her fingers still playing spoiled in her husband's chest.

"Hmmm," said Ustadz Mirza, her eyes closed.

"What's wrong?" Ask ustadz Mirza because the wife remained silent did not continue her sentence, her hand now stroked the wife's hair.

Femila shook her head even tightened her embrace.

Ustadz Mirza smiled at his wife's attitude.

"Session two?" Toda ustadz Mirza who immediately got a pinch from his wife.

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It has been two days Habibi vacation home village. Aliyah also the next 8 days of leave will take the thesis exam. He was picked up by Ustadz Mirza because something was left behind, finally Ustadz Mirza decided to return to campus.

Femila's eyes stared intently at the rearview mirror of the car. Not even a blink. His upper and lower teeth were rustling withstanding the emotions and rumbling within his chest.

The person who was waiting from then on got into the car and sat in the driver's seat.

"Sorry a bit long," he said while installing a seat-belt.

Ustadz Mirza looked at Femila as the woman beside her was silent with a pouting face. "Why?" Ustadz Mirza.

"Ustadz.I asked for his autograph, Ustadz.photo first, Ustadz... Issttt not really, anyway," ketus Femila by mimicking the style of speech of college students who just approached him before he got into the car.

Ustadz Mirza smiled seeing Femila show her dislike towards the students who had just approached her.

"They're still my students." Ustadz Mirza said and drove his car.

Femila remained silent her lips looked manyun as she still felt annoyed.

"You jealous?"

"Ustadz don't be big head. Just ordinary. Dislike does not mean jealousy," said Femila.

"Yes?"

"Hmmm"

Ustadz Mirza smiled slightly. Femila was still the stubborn one whose prestige was extraordinary.

"Why does the prestige speak jealous?" Ask ustadz Mirza.

Femila fell silent, inwardly condemning her actions, "Ih! Don't childish! Not really you!"

Ustadz Mirza pulled her car over.

"Why stop Ustadz?" Wonder Femila.

"Something needs to be fixed."

"Wheel?" Lugu Femila's.

"You come closer first" pinta ustadz Mirza's hand hinted for Femila's face to approach.

Femila is approaching.

"Near again."

As hypnotized by the words of ustadz Mirza, Femila approached and suddenly a kiss landed on Femila's bib*r.

"Ustad!" Femila patted the thigh of the man who was already legally her husband.

Ustadz Mirza smiled to find him, "It's a punishment if you keep cheating on me by singing your bib*r" he explained.

"Issst what the hell Ustadz, pull over suddenly just want to kiss," grumbled Femila.

"Easter." Femila Chirps.

Ustadz Mirza chuckled.

"Let's go fast," Pinta Femila.

"Yes, I know you're impatient."

"Ustadz..," Femila glanced at ustadz Mirza hinting to stop teasing him.

"I'm not blaming? You can't wait to be.." Ustadz Mirza deliberately hung up his sentence.

"Ustad. Smile focus."

"But you can't wait to get home."

"Hmmm," the hum of Femila who finally heard a different answer from Ustadz Mirza.

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Femila was fond of reading books in Mirza's ustadz workspace, her body was fixed staring at the book in front of her, her legs were playing spoiled swayed bend to the butt back stretch, bend, span.

Unknowingly there was a pair of eyes that stared intently and agitatedly at Femila's behavior. The button above him immediately he opened, feeling sultry.

"Food..." Call Ustadz Mirza, he stays in his chair.

Femila turned his head but remained in the original position, "What is Ustadz?" The answer.

"Cabin" pinta ustadz Mirza.

Femila according, walked towards ustadz Mirza.

"What's Ustadz?" Femila asked back and her butt sat on the edge of the work chair. Her hands were round her husband's shoulders.

"Stay like this" he said by stroking Femila's hand that was coiled around his shoulder.

"That's what Ustadz wants. Do not know yes, if for a long time like this my right leg feels pain," protested Femila.

"Sit down" ustadz Mirza patted her two thighs.

Femila immediately moved her body and sat on the lap of the husband.

Ustadz Mirza dangled his chin on his wife's shoulder. While his two hands moved nimble on top of the keyboard.

"I take the book first Ustadz," Femila's pinta and her ass will be lifted but Ustadz Mirza instead lowered the body with two hands.

"Stay here."

"Ustadz..," Femila moved spoiled on the lap.

"Don't move much" protest ustadz Mirza because down there are more protests found the Femila movement.

"I just swung my leg." Remila said and still swung her legs.

Ustadz Mirza rounded his eyes, holding the tightness of something suffocating there.

Ustadz Mirza's fingers stopped surfing on the keyboard now his hands switched to surfing on Femila's shoulders and went down in his wife's stomach.

His chin was still left dangling on the wife's shoulder.

"You have to take responsibility, have dared to lure me," whispered ustadz Mirza in Femila's ear.

Femila took off the hand that was coiled on her stomach, her body moved from sitting down and now stood facing ustadz Mirza. Both of his hands now cupped his jaw.

cup

Electric shock travels throughout the body

the two fainted who were now starting to launch attacks after attacks. Interlock in the melody of passionate love and end in the sting of heavenly pleasure.

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