
That night, a night full of beauty, a night where Al and Sharen were in one embrace, giving each other a touch. Now, not the pain that Sharen felt, but the peerless pleasure, Sharen drowned in Al's arms. The two men were struggling with passionate desire.
There are only melodious voices that escape from Sharen's lips, voices that arouse Al's passion to further spur himself to wade through the beauty of romance tonight.
"Oh .. dear! Isn't this very delicious, you are mine, only mine." whispered Al on the sidelines himself pumping and moving freely. Sharen can only resign, he only follows Al who dominates every movement, because basically Sharen has never had intercourse at all, the same thing happened to Al. Both are still very layman and of course still use the original style.
Although still using old school style, both Al and Sharen seem to be so fond of every touch that touches the most sensitive nerves in their bodies. No matter if they had done it for three hours, the break was only ten minutes later, after Al managed to spout millions of troops to swim in the womb of the wife. After that Al went back up and up to the top of the mountain to re-explore and sow his seeds back there.
There is no word tired for the newlywed couple, there is only a pleasure that does not feel make both run out of energy, finally exactly at two in the morning. Both stopped their activity. Because the sense of blisters due to friction that is too fast it makes Sharen feel uncomfortable, as well as Al. He felt it was so hot because of the duration of their love for too long.
Al sleeps with Sharen hugging from behind, both of them are asleep in the cradle of a beautiful dream, finally the love was united in happiness.
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The next day, Surya had revealed his smile, a bright morning to this day, the sunlight penetrating the window curtain of the newlyweds room. Slowly, Sharen began to open both of his eyes. The sunlight was blinding his eyes. He turned around and saw the husband who was asleep. For a moment Sharen gently rubbed Al's cheeks, the man with fine hairs on his face looked so handsome, Sharen played on Al's nose and ended up on Al's pointed nose.
As soon as Al started to open his eyes, slowly the beautiful eyeballs looked at Sharen lovingly. Al smiled and looked at the face of the wife who used to be a lot of fun with bakpao cheeks.
"Good morning bakpao cheeks! How are you this morning?" that hoarse voice sounded so sexy in Sharen's ears.
Sharen did not want to lose to Al who still met him with the cheek of the bakpao.
"Hmm ... morning is also for the power pole? How, didn't you break a bone from last night?" sharen shouted while smiling mockingly at Al.
"Nobody wants an electric pole! If I'm an electric pole, where maybe you can moan weight because my body is squeezing you, hmm say once again if I'm like an electric pole, let's say!" Al was seen tickling Sharen's waist so that the girl was in a big pang as she puffed her chest. Of course for Al, it was breakfast for him. He quickly mastered two mounds that were already full of love marks from him the rest of the fight last night.
"God ... Al, what are you doing?" Sharen looked at Al's head twitching on his chest area. For a moment Al looked up and looked at his wife's face and said, "I want to have breakfast with this fresh milk" he replied with a smile and returned to play there before they finally woke up.
For the umpteenth time, before Al went on the move, he was obliged to charge his rocket so that he was eager to move on today. Sharen can only resign, however, the main priority is the husband.
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"Good morning Pa, Ma!" greet both.
"Good morning. Sharen! How did you sleep well last night?" questions that forced Al and Sharen to stare at each other.
"Sure, Pa! We slept well last night!" Al answered Gerald's question quickly.
"It's not you that Papa asked, but your wife!" exclaim Gerald. Al also looked to be scratching his head. Gerald looked back at the daughter-in-law's face that looked a little tired.
"Sharen! Were you able to sleep well tonight, Papa must have been very guilty to both of your parents if you felt like you didn't feel comfortable living here."
"Papa don't talk like that, I'm very nervous, and last night I was able to sleep well." said Sharen, smiling.
"Thank God! Papa was so happy to hear that. But, why is your face pale like that? You sick?" asked Gerald while frowning. Sharen also seemed confused what to answer. While Nayla who certainly already knows what happened to the son-in-law can only smile and understand him.
"Alright, Bang! Don't ask that. Nay used to be like that. Of course Sharen looks pale, ask yourself your son, he must be the culprit." exclaimed Nayla while staring at the face of Al who looked gawky.
"Huh? How am I, Ma!" al replied while pointing towards himself. Sharen could only lower his face with a shy smile, of course his in-laws were well aware of what had happened to him.
"Who aren't you anymore?" connect Nayla.
"What is Al?"
"Wear it again, it's a real kid." Nayla also glared her eyes at Al who looked scratched at her nape.
Gerald could only laugh at the behavior of Al who pretended not to know.
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