Daddy My Son's
77. Feel Special

Joe opened his eyes many times, drowsiness still afflicted him, but he had to rise because of his natural call he had to fulfill every morning.

Joe carefully placed Virranda's head on the pillow. His arm, which was used as a pillow by his wife, felt tingling due to pressure throughout the night.

Joe shuffled slowly, he pulled the blanket down, grabbed his towel, and covered his innocence and went into the bathroom.

After twenty minutes had passed, Joe had completed his natural vocation as well as his bathing ritual. He glanced at Virranda who was still sound in his sleep.

After seeing the wall clock that shows at 04:45 am, Joe grabbed his phone, he wondered why his clothing order had not come until the morning, because there was no way he could return to wearing his dirty clothes after coming home.sick to pick up his father-in-law.

📞"Hallo, good morning, Loenhard family residence, how can I help you?" aunt Arin's voice was heard at the end of the phone call.

📞"Morning is also bi Arin," said Joe kindly.

📞"Oh, Mr. Joe. Can I help you, sir?" ask bi Arin again, so familiar with the voice of the person who called him.

📞"Bi, was there a courier last night dropping off my clothes order?" ask Joe.

📞There is.Sir, all I have given to Miss Virranda Tuan. Did the lady not give it to you yet?" aunt Arin hesitated a little to ask her question, but the question still escaped her lips.

📞"Oh, so. Not yet Bi, maybe Miss forgot. Well Bi thank you," said Joe did not extend his remarks.

📞"Yes, you're both Sir," said aunt Arin.

Joe glanced at the sleeping Virranda, then turned to the wardrobe where he saw his wife there when he came out of the bathroom last night.

"Did you keep my clothes on purpose, honey?" murmured Joe guessed. He smiled at himself thinking about his wife's behavior when it was as true as he thought. But there was no intention to take it before his own wife gave it.

Joe puts his phone on Virranda's dresser, then takes a hairdryer to dry his half-wet hair.

Virranda opened her eyes several times, and she woke up to the sound of a hairdryer that Joe was using.

"Joe, are you awake?" virranda asked in a hoarse voice, typical of the sound of new people waking up.

"Heum, it's a pity," said Joe as he tidied the newly finished hair dryer he used to dry his hair half wet, then put it back in place.

Virranda commented on the smile of looking at her husband who looked even more handsome with his neat hair this morning. "Come to my Mission, come up here, I'm still not satisfied holding you last night" Virranda said in a spoiled voice.

"Why?" virranda asked again, as soon as he saw Joe had not yet climbed into the bed to approach him.

"Here," pointed Joe at the towel that still covered the bottom of his waist.

"Why is it with your towel that my mission?" virranda asked raising both eyebrows.

"I haven't used cel*na da*am," said Joe honestly, with his voice almost whispering, as if afraid that someone else would hear his words. Hoping, Virranda would immediately take his clothes and give them to him.

Virranda smiled again. In the next second, he simply pulled out his blanket, then got off his bed with his innocent body.

"Geez!" cry Joe in his heart, his junks up and down looking at the scenery in front of him. Plus Virranda immediately hugged him from the side and put one of his hands on the half of the towel and held on tightly to his junior, making Joe immediately have to hold his breath with his eyes swerving.

"Why is it up straight like that?" virranda muttered half a whisper.

"Dear, every morning is like that" Joe murmured, whispering, strange droplets began to creep all over the nerves in his body.

"Dear, is this you?" whispered Joe to Virranda. The woman deliberately pulled the thin, smooth, and straight feathers on the chest of Joe's field with typical Asian skin, as if to pull them one by one from there.

"Heummm" said Joe. "Then, asking for just one kiss on your cheek was too hard" Joe gently touched Virrada's left cheek while removing the children's hair from the blushing face, given his experience with Virranda back then, when they will fly out of Indonesia.

"That was my Misu," Virranda began to press Joe's gaze until their faces left no more distance, their noses meeting each other.

"You've made me fall in love with you Joe, and I can't stop thinking about you" Virranda said with her breath hunting like Joe. While one other hand goes down, look for Joe's towel defense knot.

"It turns out, making love to you can make me forget myself." Virranda's hand immediately pulled forcefully, as soon as she found Joe's towel defense knot, so that her husband's body was as innocent as hers. Not only that, Virranda accidentally brought Joe down with him on their bed.

"Darling, we just did it last night, you're gonna be uncomfortable with what we're doing." Joe looked at Virranda's pair of already foggy eyes just like him. Of course, as a husband, Joe still feels worried that their excessive activities will make his wife sick at the core.

"I believe you will treat me well, My Miss," after saying so Viranda pressed her husband's nape back.

Both b*beer they have now met each other.Virranda sipped softly b*beer Joe, channeling the desire that is in his delusion.

Sesa*an-sesa*an gentle Viirranda turned into subtle bites on b*bir and lid*h Joe, as if sending her daemonic gallons to blend in with has*at the maleness of Joe who had been warming up and tempestuous.

Joe's hand groped, though,. Decreased, to find a chewy object that could be his pedestal to hold on to his increasingly dusty has*at.

"Oh, Joesshh" Virranda's sizzle popped out, while feeling Joe's large palms summarize and me*e*as gently one of his ken*al objects.

As soon as their link came off, Joe swiftly lowered his face, not willing to let one of his ripe hills be taken for granted.

"Mffhhh!" virranda's stifled screech rang out, as Joe began to sip and give fine bites to his already hardened favorite painter.

Virranda's fingers began to shuffle the rough neat Joe's hair expressing all the flavors that made him more complacent over the naughty touches of Joe who stuck out his feminine instincts, until he did not realize he pressed Joe's head buried it between the mountain valley culminating in his twin paintings.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

"Daddy! Mommy's! Wake up!" yelled Verrel from outside. This time Lirasa was chasing after her granddaughter, because her husband was having a headache due to Verrel's intermittent act of waking her up all night with endless questions.

Joe looked up, but Virranda hugged him tightly again. From that night until that morning, Virranda seemed selfish, did not want to share things for a second with her son, she only wanted to have Joe alone, especially at times like this, before Joe went to London and left for some time.

Understanding his wife's will, Joe continued his action even more vigorously. His soft and naughty touches now felt even wilder.

Virranda slowly stretched out her lower body, as she felt Joe was already positioning himself.

"Awgh!" the stifled screeches sounded softly, as their reunification took place.

Virranda's close embrace meant that Joe had to stop his movements for a moment, helping his wife overcome her pain and shock at their meeting there.

"Virrandahhssss!"

Virranda's laughter had almost exploded. For the first time he heard Joe mention his name while hissing indistinctly. With all his might, Virranda tried to hold back his gel. Not that Joe did not know, but he pretended not to see it, even his wife's behavior made him more excited to continue the next action.

"Do you want to laugh at your husband's discordant voice, heum? Just do it" said Joe, who began to move his hips slowly. Virranda was unable to speak, fullness, tightness, and friction nik*at it made him forget the amused feeling that had made him want to laugh a few seconds before.

Lengu*an and hiss Virranda again color the morning that already looks bright outside the house, until finally they are equally helpless in their respective positions.

"Darling, thank you for your love," Joe pulled Virranda's limp in his arms while gently tucking at his wife's hairpin in love.

"I'm Joe too. Your love makes me feel like a special woman" Virranda clutches up.

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