Fake Wedding Pledge
CHAPTER 53 Island

Time moves on and on without waiting. Thus, the true nature of time never changes. Today, the plan to go on their honeymoon was realized. Fathan and Azkira decide to choose an island as their honeymoon destination.

On the island, there are simple resorts and cottages designed directly facing the beach. So, the feel of the beauty of the beach on the island is so felt and can be enjoyed perfectly. The two people were also engrossed in menggambulasi pervading heaven world that spoils the eyes.

"Bang ..," said Azkira while leaning on the chest of Fathan's scented field and always make the woman feel at home linger nearby.

Fathan answered while wiping the honey from Azkira's lips. Of course, Fathan began to be lulled by the charm and fragrance of Azkira's body which was very alluring to him. It didn't take long for Fathan to be tempted by the woman he was in.

"It's still daytime, Bang," Azkira protested, laughing at Fathan's naughty touch.

"When do you have to wait for the night, hum? It's all your fault, honey." Fathan whispered in Azkira's ear, until warm breath felt touched his earlobe.

"Why is that? What's wrong?"

"Your fault is making me opiate yourself."

Azkira closed his eyes while moaning feeling the vibrations that had often occurred to him. "Absite ...." That was all Azkira could say, other than her sensual moans.

"Do you like it, honey?" asked Fathan who was on fire while sipping saliva. That mighty man's passion was now beginning to burn. Azkira was unable to answer and could only resign.

A second later, Azkira was laid down on the bed. Then, Fathan began to pamper him with tons of hand and tongue games landed on every sensitive point of Azkira's body. He was so adept at making Azkira keep screaming because of his actions.

On the other hand, Dion was pensive. Thinking about his own fate until now still alone. For some reason after failing to get close to Azkira, his heart seemed no longer interested in falling in love. Although it is not denied, occasionally it crossed his mind to find a heart patch.

"Huuf! Soon the years will change, but I am still loyal to my solitude. I don't know when I can share a bed with the woman who is my life partner" he murmured, sipping a glass of water.

Back to the honeymoon of Fathan and Azkira. I don't know how many times they've reached the top of that tempestuous ascent of passion. What is clear is that their breathing is increasingly hunting and continuing to chase. Like a fire doused in fuel, the game was burning and hotter.

"I love you, my dear," said Fathan as he continued to pull his groove in Azkira's love aisle that felt warm to heat up.

"My father loves you too, Bang," Azkira answered stammered with ever-increasing pleasure.

The glint of sweat that splashed on the body of both, adding to the impression of sexy more and more felt. Azkira and Fathan were drunk. They don't want to stop driving and keep pushing. Until finally, the bodies of both of them drooped after treading the release that gave them satisfaction.

"Thank you, dear," said Fathan in a gasping breath. Azkira gave her sweetest smile.

"You're so great, my wife."

"Shut up, Bang. I'm ashamed ...."

Fathan laughed at Azkira's red-flavored face when praised. In his eyes, Azkira was an angel who never got tired of being looked at. The more Azkira's face reddened, the more anxious Fathan was to her.

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"Huh? I-yes, of course I want to. But ...."

"But what, honey?"

"But, I deg-degan. What if my heart breaks later?" cetus The sweet girl.

"Damn! Why is she getting more attractive when she's nervous" Revan's great-grandson in her heart.

"Bang ...," Dila said.

"Hey, emmm .. take it easy. I'll be with you. Have you gone gerogi, even you haven't met them, Dila."

"Yes, indeed. But I still dig-degan. What if I pass out there? Isn't that very embarrassing" continued Dila while grimacing imagining things that are not necessarily happening.

"Geez, why are you so funny?" revan.

"Abang this! What's so funny? People were panicking even said funny," protested Dila mumbling.

Suddenly, Revan pushed Dila's back body into his body. Dila. The middleman, Revan landed his lips on Dila's lips very quickly. A ferocious paguttan ensued.

"Enmmphh ...." Dila was almost out of breath because of Revan.

Realizing that, Revan released his death paguttan. "I'm sorry, honey."

"Well, why do you always steal my kisses? Lookie! My lips are thick."

Revan laughed at hearing that. "I'll go home first, yeah. Otherwise, I'm afraid of the khilaf. Later when you're ready, I'll meet my family."

Dila poked her lips. "Are all men like that? I hope it doesn't. I hope Bang Revan isn't the same as the man in the worldview. My world certainly," whispered Dila's heart.

"Crazy!" exclaiming Revan disperse the daydream of the dumb-ass girl.

"Well, get home!" toilet Dila.

Revan wanted to kiss Dila once more, but Dila immediately dodged. Then, he pushed Revan's body while delivering it to the front door. "Go home, Bang. Don't you tarnish the sanctity of my lips again" he said. Revan laughed as he waved his hand.

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