Flora Beauty Scale
Italy VS Mixed

For some reason, Morgan felt his heart was already running at this time. He also took a few breaths while waiting for the words that came out of Flora's lips.

The woman slowly approached, but did not remove her hand from Morgan's wrist. "I'm talking, is this how you react when other people talk?" Said Flora who was behind Morgan's body.

Morgan seemed to take a deep breath and turned his body so that Flora who was different centimeters with him was seen in front of him. The two faced each other, there was a movement from Flora's lips that were preparing to say what she was thinking.

"Speak." That's all Morgan said as much as possible showed he was doing well in the middle of his heartbeat.

"I was shocked by what you said, and especially the reason for the marriage contract. And because of that, I want to say to stay tied to the contract we've made." Morgan sharpened his hearing, did he not mishear Flora's words.

"Two years, I understand. At least you give me some time." Morgan turned his body and prepared to leave.

Really, Morgan didn't expect. That's what Flora would tell him. Covering the disappointment that he should have wanted to make Morgan as soon as possible go from there.

"Not two years!" Flora tells Morgan to stop her steps.

"One year? 10 months?" Guess Morgan with an ungodly feeling, it seems like only he has the taste. Rather than he feeling any more pain, Morgan took a double step with his foot.

"Why did you decide for yourself? I'm not done yet! Contract for life! A lifetime! Did you hear?" Again, Morgan halted his steps and pensively paused after hearing Flora's words.

"What?"

"Life, are you deaf! If I ask again, I don't want to...." When Flora's turn turned around, she felt a crackling from behind her body.

"Tell me again, if not....." Morgan's breath was so sharp on Flora's neck.

"Life, Mr. Morgan. I'll be your wife for life. Until we age together, when your teeth are gone, your hair changes. Is that hard?" Out of nowhere, Flora turned her body and stared inside Morgan's face.

"Thank you! I love you!"

"Tia mo's.... Morgan." -." Morgan." The courage disappeared quickly and was replaced with a face that looked down while saying the sacred word.

"I don't hear you say that." Flora was slightly on her tiptoes, so her hands were on Morgan's head and stroking the black hair. Her lips were side by side with the man's ears.

"Tia mo!" Like music, Morgan closed his eyes listening to Flora's love for him.

Morgan's forehead slowly fused with Flora's forehead. For a moment they fell silent after saying their respective love statements that felt very heavy to convey. The whirling wind greeted their bodies accompanied by the sounds of nature created by the sea.

"So...... Since when?" Morgan started the question hoping Flora said something.

"What?"

"Tia mo's..." Morgan said, coupled with a small smile.

"From our wedding night." Replied Flora who made Morgan stick their noses towering at each other.

"What's wrong, I'm so happy to hear that.... I was thinking .... You're rejecting me."

"Are you used to drawing your own conclusions?" Said Flora who looked back at Morgan's bead.

Morgan's head shook. "No, but I don't know why I heard the contract, I couldn't. I seem to be weakened because of you...." Morgan also stared at the bead that seemed to drown himself.

"Don't weaken, I want to be your strength. If it weakens, it seems possible..... We. We have to wait again."

"Wait what?" Morgan became curious about Flora's words.

"You....." Flora seemed to bite her lips for a moment.

"It seems we have to prove it ourselves!"

"Morgan!" Flora spontaneously shouted because her body floated in Morgan's arms that once pulled making her body already between the chest of the field.

"Who is dear?" Morgan again sought Flora's approval.

"Why? You made me think that you...." The connection of the sentence so stopped because the sense of speech was invited to a conversation at this time.

Morgan who was anxious with the intention of Flora who doubted her ability, of course immediately challenged to prove it. "You're making me breathless!" Flora's grumpy grunt after Morgan releases her deadly kiss.

"Can't you kiss Italy?" Morgan asked as he rubbed Flora's lips.

"You doubt Italian women, mixed masters!" Flora immediately began showing her country-style kiss that made Morgan smile thinly on the sidelines of their initial activities before becoming one.

And yes, Morgan seemed overwhelmed himself, for challenging his wife. 'He is very shrewd!'

Flora smoothed their tongue-fighting liquid on her wet lips. "Hows it? I'm great, right? Don't lure me mixed master!"

Morgan stroked his lips so wet. "Then, now let's see how your mixed husband's abilities and powers are, Miss Italy!" As fast as lightning, Morgan who was now leading their fight made Flora wrap her hands around her husband's neck.

"Of course!" The two re-attached and did their lip play, Morgan began to lower his hands up and down through the smooth skin of his wife.

It seems that the gentle wind that gives the coolness side does not apply to both, slowly the flow of electricity that flows makes both of them start to feel hot. Even the breaths of the two felt towards each other.

Flora let Morgan explore her, finished with the link of their lips. Morgan headed for his neck, Flora's hand could only stroke Morgan's hair while letting out her sweet voice that spurred Morgan's spirit.

"I love you Flora, as long as I breathe." After saying so in Flora's ear with a single breath, Morgan landed a gentle kiss on Flora's neck.

"I'll hold your hand and protect you. Accompany you under any circumstances." Really Flora began to fidget not because she felt a mixture of breath and kiss Morgan on her body.

Feeling his wife looking for a handle. Morgan put their hands together. "Are you comfortable?" Ask Morgan before continuing his search to the core.

"I feel comfortable and hot." Morgan smiled as he gave a glimpse of those sweet lips.

"me too. We'll finish it..." The spaghetti-styled dress escaped Flora's shoulder and featured two chewy mounds.

"Mor.." -...."

"Mor or More?" Tempting Morgan on the sidelines he plays around and mentoel-toel buttons that have not been sticking it.

"More!" Flora drowned Morgan's face indicating she wanted more than just one hand in her sacred fruit.

With pleasure, Morgan granted his wife's wish. He also deliberately teased his wife to show the other side. "Tell me clearly honey, I like that."

"Morgan! Uhh!" Following his instincts, Morgan arrived at the stage of introduction with the source of the hidden beauty.

Flora's disheveled appearance makes her even sexier. Gently, Morgan landed a small kiss there making Flora moan. One pull makes Morgan see clearly what is hidden and just his own.

"Morgan!" Flora shouted in tandem with an electric shock that flowed through her entire body as her core was being pampered at this moment.

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