Duda Bucin (Oh My Babysitter)
Sensors.

"Seek me anything, but I won't grant you this one!" Murad landed a kiss on the soft lips of the woman while his hand pressed on Hayu's back and united the two chests that confront each other, until the warmth between the two.

"Emmph, ...." Murad slightly loosened the links of their faces, giving his wife a gap to inhale oxygen little by little because at this time he had no intention of taking it off.

Several consecutive blows on the man's shoulder but unfortunately did not have any effect on him, Murad actually further deepened the appearance of his lips by pressing the nape of Hayu Diajeng.

Tired of beating, slowly moaning Hayu Diajeng gradually soften it seems that Hayu has started to participate in rumbling opium, normally women who reject the handsome man Murad Earl.

"Stupid! If you refuse him, Hayu!" His body language is cursing him.

Murad knew his wife was already in his control, the man deliberately stretched her boneless chewy object into the watery space of the ice cream connoisseur.

Apparently quickly grabbed by a row of white teeth that gave a little pain there, even Murad had a reflex to pull it back but quickly Hayu summarized both cheeks to stay in place.

"Wild and sexy! (Wild and sexy!)" Inner Murad. Her eyes continued to stare closely at the pretty face of Hayu from such a close distance.

Maybe true said people, usually shy girls tend to have the nature of secretly drifting "OMG Baby, do you want to finish me here hm?" Still inward, because his lips are still controlled by the woman in front of him.

Immediate marriage, impromptu relationships, impromptu love, impromptu romance "Night never pass by God, let this time pass slowly, I will enjoy every inch of my wife's erotic sensation." Murad continues to linger in between his romantic activities.

"Gee! Baby!" For the third time Hayu gave pain on her husband's lips, the first second still could hold Murad but just now too painful, until now the man pulled back his lips without the permission of the true owner.

"Sick Beib! Did you intentionally torture me hh?" Hayu's sharp gaze was on her now.

"Why really? Don't you want to? Why surrender?" Syndicate Hayu.

"OMG, this is the village girl I helped back then right? Is he not his twin? Why was his innocent face suddenly invisible again?" His inner.

Murad swallowed the saliva when Hayu Diajeng took off one by one his pajama buttons "Oh my God. Is he resigned?" His mind again and again.

Slowly the exotic twin hills began to show their beautiful hemispheres, that from the rain that crept on the roof was not even heard anymore, it was as if there was only the sound of Murad's heart beating fast as if it was preparing to jump from its place.

Eight months ago Murad admitted to having slept with his wife before she was halal, but that was unconscious.

Although not denied dirty thoughts Murad often fantasizes with CCTV video of the scene two one plus his own with Hayu at that time, but never thought that this beautiful hill was so amazing to see up close and sane.

"Tu bra must be screaming hysterically so tired of bearing the heavy weight of my bini chest! So pity her bra!" Inner Murad who ceaselessly glared at his high hill.

"Why open Beib? I'm afraid of khilaf." Murad said, "Caile Mas." In her mind she was ticklish herself.

"Do it now, and then you can decide, stay with me or go after your Marni!" Inner Hayu Diajeng, she deliberately teased her husband, will this time also be as great as when the man considers her Marni? Or didn't? Hayu thought of the idea to test his sincerity.

Greek!

Without further ado Murad raised his wife's groin, sat her down on the table, and ate a delicious meal on this cold night.

His face began to sink between two twin hills belonging to his wife while the woman looked up to release sighs "If only this mountain out shusyu, fat me long ago." Murad chuckled small in the middle of his gulp made the owner increasingly harden his hill, kegelian.

"Emm."

Greek!

One jam will land on Murad's head so wild "Sin of sin dah gapapa, naughty his barbarity!" Inner Hayu. The two were indeed unpretentious to each other, but their minds were speaking as they pleased.

The man was grinning while throwing his mischievous gaze up, while his lips were still gulping at the sweetness of the high mountain peak.

Murad is like a dehydrated baby who is not fed five days of milk, very greedy, his pagutan even more crazy making "Ahh Emmh ooghh." More often heard from the mouth of Hayu Diajeng.

Murad's left hand used to squeeze the hill opposite him "It's lucky this one doesn't belong to the front neighbor, this one also still has you Murad, yok, not in wine!" The pecker is in the heart.

It turned out that the gelenyar was increasingly becoming so, evident from behind Murad's black jeans that began to claustrophobic "Ahh." Pekiknya frowned and then took off his spontaneous pagutan then stood up until now the two faces parallel.

"Hmm? Why?" Hayu was astonished, looking at Murad with a frown, the feeling he did not bite her then what else now?

Hayu had swallowed the saliva as her eyes scanned her husband's athletic body when the slim fit white shirt was in hampas haphazardly.

"May I beib?" After bare-chested Murad just asked that thankfully answered with a nod of her female head.

"Are you sure hh? It seems like tonight my passion is out of control, are you sure, taking the risk hmm?" The roaring breathing was so dusty that it sounded so stifled that it inflated its field chest.

Hayu nodded again and quickly Murad's lips dropped on the woman's smooth neck niche, but then Hayu exclaimed back.

"But before that, you answered first who is Marni? I want to know, do you still love him? Do I look like this again?"

The deg!

Murad was silent without twitching, slowly he pulled his face from Hayu's neck, staring at the nail of the beautiful face, is it worth asking another woman when it comes to contact? What else tonight is their first night.

After all, Murad is confident that he has completely forgotten Pinkan since the one night stand incident with him eight months ago.

"Why did you suddenly ask that?" Murad suddenly went down after hearing his wife's strange question, what is this? Is he corrupting her?

"You know, you're the first person to come to my heart, it's unfair to know that my partner and even my husband loved another woman before being with me!" Sayu confessed. Tis, tears slid free from her net corners, down the soft cheeks of the ayu woman.

"Now listen to me carefully Hayu Diajeng my wife, because I will only say this once. You should know! I've forgotten it, there's no Marni's name anymore in my heart, you should also know Hayu, right now and for good I'm only yours! Understood!" The screech.

"There is no re-broadcast, other than the word I love you that I will always say the morning of the afternoon at night, any time during this breath is still blowing." His continued emphasis was on trying to convince his wife.

While sobbing Hayu crossed both hands covering the chest that a moment ago had been ruffled by her husband, and it made Murad know the meaning of his resignation just now.

"So you tested me?" Ask "You think I'm drunk and fantasizing about my hallucinations?" Continues corrupting.

"Listen Hayu, if you don't let me touch you, I'll never force you, but, that doesn't mean I don't like you, it's because I care so much about you, I don't want to make you forced, now that I'm happy enough, you finally want to marry me. The rest I leave to you. Believe it or not, just feel my sincerity slowly. I'll wait for you until the moment you trust me completely." His words are long.

"Now wear it again, cold." Murad was about to hook his wife's pajama buttons but Hayu had already landed a kiss on her lips, giving up.

"Yes! Yakali is not in the future, Beib's responsibility, Dede is already tense!" Murad tightly squeezed the hair on the nape of his wife adding to the woman's opium gelenyar. While his right hand helped his wife take off one by one the clothes that were still left on his body.

Cracks!

Murad put away some dishes containing leftover fruit from the catering this afternoon and laid Hayu there, the broken plate did not become a mind, this time his determination was round, he said, the mission of bringing together the junior with his nest must succeed tonight.

"I love you, my Hayu Diajeng." Murad raved as he devoured each curve of his wife's body on the 100x150 cm dining table.

"Emmh, Mas, tuuuutt, sensor ❌." The sigh became more and more so when Murad's lips were already anchored to the door of the heaven of his world.

It seems like this dinner is very special, even so many times Murad ate it, at the dinner table, on the sofa, apparently in bed was still a mandatory snack all night.

The rain gradually subsided, the clanking was no longer heard, now there was only the sound of the sigh of the woman who had not escaped from the lips.

"Sssutttt, don't be loud Beib, next door neighbor will be horrified." Murad reminded that after the rain no longer silenced his wife, the restroom was not soundproof.

"Emm." Hayu nodded while biting her lower lip holding back as much as possible her lips.

"OMG, sexy it!! Love me again!!" That sweet taste will continue to be the main reason Murad smacked his wife's lips, the more in resistant his sigh the more sexy Hayu Diajeng looks in his eyes.

Apparently this time the woman only heard the word Hayu Diajeng who continued to tuck in with the sigh of pleasure Murad Earl.

Let this night be the night of their impromptu union of love, oh wait, perhaps not so impromptu either, for it seems that the two have longed for each other before this sweaty night, no wonder the two receive a touch of pleasure each other.

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Seriate.... Yang kangen babang Raka in wait ajah well. Insha Allah up again we switch to another part. sorry if less HOT ⁇ ️😁 is afraid to reject his reviuw 🏃🏃, thank you who still survive until this episode.🤗