
"Ga tau ah males, off. I want to wake up!!!" saffira put away Farrel's head in his lap.
"Why do you want to answer why??" staunch Farrel glued his head and hands together.
"According to lo?????" sulk Sapphira.
"Gue don't know baby, I don't see it, I'm just not so familiar too, so why beautiful???" rayu Farrell.
"Yes, you don't want to see her promise, but every time they do, you keep saying that you've been married and the girl who was there is also your wife to them." said Safira ketus while folding tanga on the chest.
"And they don't ask me if I'm married yet." Farrel put on a smile, he knew his wife was sulking.
"You ah I'm sprained."
"Don't sprain into a pretty dong, next time if anyone talks again I say already married and know you as my wife."
"Take it off."
Farrel got up and sat down and kissed Safira's cheek "Don't be angry, I promise you that again. Lagian semalem also after you leave I immediately followed." said Farrel while holding Safira's hand.
"Hmm." answered Safira turning her face away.
"Iissh gemesin deh, do not play go rich semalem ya.gue confused nyariin where and worry."
"Yes." Yeah."
"Where are you going today????" ask Farrel.
"Clear." still in cold mode Safira replied.
Farrel was too anxious to see Sapphira's behavior, then he without aba aba lifted Safira ala bridel style and took her to the pool. Jumping together with Sapphira in his carrier.
Byurr....
"Hahahahhahahahahah" splashed water and swam closer to embrace Sapphira "Don't be angry again ya." said Farrel.
Cupp. cupp's.. Farrel kissed Safira's lips.
"Yes, but beware if it is rich again" said Safira forgives.
"Yes I will not do that again promise." said Farrel then put Safira's hand on his neck and menci*m Safira soft.
They mutually******* mutually defend*t tongue and exchange saliva*a. They were closing their bodies, hugging each other tightly. Hot air began to envelop their thoughts, Farrel lifted Safira's body like a koala and took him out of the pool through the steps of the stairs that are on the edge of the pool, they melu*at each other while continuing to walk, Farrell took her back to bed.
Sitting on the edge of the bed with Sapphira sitting on her lap, Safira could feel the bottom of the on Farrel, but neither Safira nor Farrel could control her anymore. They chatted until they were out of breath, finally releasing the bib*r link they scooped up as much oxygen but Farrel continued his action he men*um neck rank Sapphira and make ki*ma*k there. Farrel continued to play in Sapphira's neck area and his right hand is now starting to re*as pa*****Safira.
"Nnngghhh" Safira stifled.
Farrel continued to repeat*as while taking bi*ir Safira, making the two increasingly longing for each other's touch.
"If you don't want to tell me now let me stop" said Farrel stopping their play and looking into Safira's eyes.
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Hareudaaaannng๐ ๐ ๐
What happens next they will start the factory or not???
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The spirit of fasting for the running, ga kasa ya ramadan will soon leave us.
May we still be given a chance to meet the next Ramadan.๐