
⁇ ️ This episode contains adult elements. Be wise in reading.
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"Sayangg," Lintang gently stroked Lyra's back which was curled beautifully on the bed with a cloth negligee that actually accentuated the curves of her body.
"May we tonight..." Latitude did not continue his sentence, precisely his breathing sounded irregular.
Lyra simply nodded without saying a word. His heart was still quite muddled after the meeting with Laras. But as a form of obedience to a wife who is devoted to the husband, he did not think even to refuse the invitation to connect in-team Lintang. A single consequence when the ijab qobul is spoken, then from that time Lyra's body is not only her own, but also belongs to her husband. There is no activity whatsoever that can suspend the ownership of Latitude over his body, except in conditions of illness or worship. Beyond those two things, for Lyra it is a betrayal of the marriage vows if the most basic thing is related to ba-and he is ignored.
Little rush Lintang felt all the curves on his wife's body. For a moment he grabbed the nape of Lyra to be able to taste the sweetness of the angel's lips.
Initially, Lyra felt a little reluctant even though she nodded her head. But now it cannot be denied that he ended up burning the heat transmitted by the latitude.
"Ohh..ehmmh, Mass.." Lyra's lips gradually formed an ambiguous word-for-word that could not be translated from the vocabulary dictionary when Latitude anxiously explored the area around the shoulder (around the chest area).
The other Lintang stocky hand was also busy in crushing the chunks of fruit under Lyra's hip. Bored with all that, Lintang moved to strip away all kinds of barrier cloths on their bodies.
SLAPPING
With savage latitude lansung annexed the peak of fujiyama which is now open freely without obstructions. Naughty he also reached the moist grassy hills below.
"Ehhhhhhhh, Mass. Stttaahh.." again ambiguous words were thrown from Lyra's tiny lips without being prevented.
"Mas-sukinn, Mom. Akhuh sudaa ga manathh. Uhmmshh," desau Lyra pleaded.
Mighty Lintang lifted his wife's body and positioned her on her stomach on the bed with her legs tightly closed, "We try a new style," whispered Lintang mesra.
In such a position, Lintang through the stick of his magic through Lyra's wet gap.
"Oshh.semphitt se.kali," racau Lintang muddled
"Iy-iyahh asahh aushh.completely, Mashh.ohh," welcome Lyra no less chaotic.
"Learithh da-dfrom your mannaa Mashh?" ask Lyra raucous.
"Gakh essential. Yangh obviously uankh, "lintang replied while busy moving his lower body.
Latitude stands, holding Lyra in an embrace with the position of Lyra's legs flanking Latitude's hips and weapons that enter the sleeve. Lyra is like climbing a tree.
"Ohhhhh, Mashh. Bangeth mentookh..Uuu uhh uhh," Lyra's getting crazy in their latest position.
The latitude just silently concentrated on holding back the flow rate of heavenly water so as not to rush out.
It's been almost 30 minutes they've been hugging each other. Various new positions deliberately Latitude introduce to Lyra as a form of refreshment so that his partner does not get bored. The latitude is almost at its limit.
Lintang sat in a chair with the body of Lyra who also occupied Lintang facing each other.
"Akuhh almostr, honey..Ohh," Hearing Lintang shout, Lyra immediately added to her speed of swaying over the lap of Lintang.
"Mashh auuh gelii, ooh..Want to reach gugaa.aahh," cried Lyra no less loud.
"We're together, Babethh. We're bar.reng..Ahhhh,"
"Mashh, Ahhh.."
The two reached the top together. The two bodies twitched as if they were stung by a high current of electricity.
Some time they are still silent permeate the rest of the sweat that is still flowing all over the body. Lyra also collapsed lying on the bed with a sigh followed by Lintang who crawled on the bed and then fell face down beside the wife while hugging her.
Silent. For a few minutes the atmosphere of the battlefield became silent for a moment. The two were busy calming down after getting tired of rodi's work.
"Mas. I want to say something" said Lyra after the two inched into the blanket and embraced each other.
"What's up, my dear?" Latitude stroking soft temple Lyra.
"Do you love Laras?" ask Lyra slowly.
"What?!" Lintang.
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