Enthralled Charming Doctor Handsome
The Part 105

Unable to speak anymore, just staring with a wanted and hungry face. The man led his wife to crawl into bed.

Finally after a long journey of thirty-one years, now my herd will come out of its cage and nest in its true place.

"Mas, a-I .. fear," tweeted Rania at the nervous end.

"No pa-pa, I'll be slow, calm down baby .. enjoy this touch and you can say that you feel uncomfortable."

"You want to put it off if I'm uncomfortable?"

"Of course not, even later you will scream asking for more. Half the game is crazy, just try to feel the sensation and make sure to remove all your sexy aura. It will be the most historic night for both of us. Ready?"

"Ready Mas!" Rania nodded groggyly.

"Read the prayer first yes, let our worship more solemn. I have been making, ready to be born mind to pick up sustenance tonight," he said smiling confidently.

The man was quick to guide the prayer, the prime must have adab in order to be effective and certainly hope this long worship gets ridho and smoothness. After pinning the prayer, the man quickly guided his wife to remain calm. Obviously Rania is groggy, especially this is a first for both of them.

"My bride, let me do my duty tonight. My dear Rani, I love you" whispered the man softly.

Undressing himself, then slowly removing the cloth covering their skin without rest, so that there is no net barrier down the beauty presented in front of him. Gently gazing at the beautiful curves that he could only enjoy half of it. Today is paid off without rest.

The man gently brushed the strand of crown that was combing the face. The pair of hazel was only closed, as the touch began to gently side with it.

The man pulled both corners of his lips together to make a beautiful arch, like a hungry beetle about to suck its honey. Without a word quickly close yourself. He smiled again and eroded the distance further, until there was no sound of his second breath for a few seconds. Uniting their lips, making a wonderful struggle of their papillae. Lock each other with a spoiled and intoxicating lash. Fierce wrestling entwine the friendly, tasteful to create a relaxed atmosphere between the two that melenakan.

The two hands of the man were busy down the curves of the soft expanse of his skin. Touching every inch, moving naughty plays as he wants, to make his woman feel drunk.

Satisfied with playing with the beauty of their sense of taste, he now carries his movements down the entire neck of his smooth range, sipping gently to paint many stars there. The more wild, hot, when something soft it continues to look for other sensations.

Rania's hands gently squeezed her husband's hair, moving in an inductive manner to immerse it deeper, as if giving more access for the man to devour it to the ground. Erotic sounds mixed des@h airs on the coast of the ear, making something that is down there increasingly throbbing and impatient to feel the sensation of more craze.

The man was so understanding and clever, traversing without a single inch left. Crossing the most recent thing there, kissing it and then immersing there, making the girl jump unstoppable, until her sexy voice echoed into the room.

Rayyan deliberately gave the most intoxicating touch, making his wife so ready that she screamed unwillingly released. Really feel empty when left out. Successfully, in fact, the woman was so absorbed with the touch of her papillae that continued down the honey beauty of hers, the agile sense of taste continues to misbehave to play the beauty in a spoiled crush.

"Mas ... enghh ....!" The girl sighed spoiled. Staring at me with a pleading face, until the man was satisfied, her Rania had turned on.

"Hmm, why honey, good?" the man was full of a fog of passion. The girl was only able to nod with her eyes closed.

The man deliberately created an atmosphere so comfortable that his wife really wanted to. It was then that the thirty-one-year-old man tightened up, taking off his property nestled in the right place, uniting their bodies into reality.

The girl rippled back, as the most recent thing seemed to be touching her body. His body trembled violently, moving agitatedly to make the man pause for a moment.

"Mas ... aww ....!" racau Rania pushes her husband's chest.

A single dot drenched the corner of his eye, just as his was perfectly immersed, making the man cling to it full of novelty. Be a witness that passing through this pleasure is not easy. His heart was like a sea of honey beauty, until the body felt floating.

Slowly, but surely gives a small movement between the extraordinary flavors. Until it makes the woman scream back stifled, pulling the bed sheet as a pedestal.

"Darling ... This is amazing, can I move more?" ask the man to make sure. He did not want to make his wife uncomfortable.

The woman nodded, "May Mas, it's getting good, it's getting slow, it's hurting" he replied honestly.

The man smiled, re-grugged his lips, did not let his mischievous hands idle, re-touched something chewy to relax between the two.

Their des@h voices are mutually unpretentious, creating a mutually satisfying effect between the two. The most recent experience, which gives the impression of a flexible and certainly will always make both opium.

With overflowing happiness, the man slowly pushes deeper, trying to explore the game with the most enjoyable adventure that is able to thrill the soul and body, wash away, flow throughout his veins. Reaching the vortex of the peak stream of pleasure in a matching beat.

The sound of ******* from the tiny mouth indicates that her girl has achieved something most terrible in her. The man continued to move gently, creating an increasingly tempestuous atmosphere, melancholy, and dreaming of it. After his wife took the honey of pleasure, the man completed his long-held mission. Legalizing his burning orgasm. Tubs of magnetic fields that attract each other until finally complement each other and blend perfectly.

"Mania ....!" In the faint of the man continued to mutter his name. Feel the feeling of being so happy, stirring, happy, soaring into one.

Wading through the river of pleasure with the most devastating and enjoyable experience. Again intoxicating vibrates all his veins that will never be satisfied to explore deeper. Until in the end the lava broke apart along with the moans that came out of his mouth.

"Rania dear I love you more." Rayyan dropped her face between the curves of her neck with a sigh of relief and an overwhelming feeling of happiness.

He kissed his wife's forehead, right and left cheeks and then glimpsed his lips, before finally lying next to him tirelessly looking at his wife's pink-faced face. It just makes him more anxious.

"You're up to this cunning memory, baby, amazing, steady, just take a tissue first," the man continued to squeak mischievously.

"Ih ....!" geli Rania looked at her husband's smiling face in satisfaction. The girl pulled out her blanket, hiding her face there.

"Don't close, my wife's beautiful if again on. Haha, then again?" the man was proud.

"Eh, to be honest, pause first, not tired what?" the former girl's complaint set her heartbeat still hunting.

"No, still the spirit!" The man smiled as he wiped the sweat on his wife's forehead, looking at her feelingly, while Rania just kept quiet with her eyes closed, embarrassed. Her husband was that littered.

Rayyan was anxious herself, she continued to kiss the top of her head and showered a kiss on her left cheek.

"illness?" whispered the man mischievously behind his ears, biting slightly to be able to make his wife's body again bristled.

"Slightly," replied Rania throwing a face, the woman nodded.

"But you like it, it's a lot of fun" the man continued to smile. Back to gently rubbing his neck.