Forgive Me My Wife
Emotional love on the bed

"Hanin, you don't want to sin because you don't want to serve your husband. Though my intention is not me who asked to serve. But instead, I want to serve you."

The couple looked at each other with opposite eyes.

Hanin with her sharp eyes and Pras with her soft eyes.

"Han, sorry. My mouth will never get tired of saying sorry to you. I will try to fix everything that I have broken in our household." Prasetya said, instead of looking at the husband's face, Hanin actually relaxed his face to the side.

Because Hanin was relieving her face to the side. Pras then pulled Hanin's chin so that the woman who was still angry with him would look at him.

"Let's try something. I want us to convince ourselves. If we really still love each other. I'll prove it. Don't reject me Hanin. Let our emotional selves do the talking. Let it prove that we still love each other and don't want to lose each other."

Now, they look at each other so intensely and deeply.

The memories of the good memories they had gone through now seemed to be swirling in the minds of Hanin and Pras.

Slowly, Pras brought his face closer to Hanin's.

Now that face is approaching each other. Slowly, Pras pressed his lips against Hanin's.

Her soft lips for a long time did not feel the sensation.

After Pras' lips stick perfectly on Hanin's lips. Prasetya's two hands grabbed Hanin's face and scooped it with both hands.

Pras then continued his action to play with Hanin's lips were still tightly closed.

Because Hanin never opened his mouth. Pras then slightly pressed down on Hanin's lips. Trying to open the lips of his wife.

Pras tries to open Hanin's mouth. Hanin finally gave up and then he was willing to open his mouth.

It does not want Pras to be wasted. Pras is back to attack. And so they are now kissing each other softly and in love.

"I want to do our romance perfectly, dear." Then, Pras removed the hijab that was still neatly attached to Hanin's head.

When Pras had removed the hijab from Hanin's head. Hanin's pitch-black long hair instantly melted beautifully.

The smell of the typical shampoo of the wife increasingly makes Prasetya miss the wife.

"I haven't seen your long hair in a long time, baby." whispered Prasetya as she placed a kiss on Hanin's neck.

Once mastered by passion. Prasetya directly carried Hanin and brought her to bed.

With a dim light accompanied by a candle that may soon be extinguished. Added to that by the absence of AC in the room.

Makes their room feel hot and so humid.

The hot Eve made a couple who were both innocent. Who was under the bed of blankets became very angry and sweaty.

A circle of sweat ruled their bodies. Mixed with sweat and de sa han.

Hanin can only resigned under the confinement of Prasetya's burly body.

She must not want to serve her husband. By force or not.

"Mas, soon the candle will die" said Hanin, who was still under Prasetya's confinement.

Prasetya then turned to the candle placed on the floor.

"Let it dark octopus dear. Even though it's dark, I won't have any trouble finding you. The smell of your sweat alone has become a strong instinct for me to find every curve of your body." Prasetya replied, then he continued his activities on Hanin's body.

By utilizing candlelight that can still shine a light on their intimate activities at that time.

Prasetya could see the eyes of Hanin who had been closed since when they were enjoying romance.

Pras was sure, Hanin still loved her very much. It was Pras felt when Hanin also dissolved in their romance at that time.

I can't help but sigh. Hanin hugged Prasetya's neck so tightly.

When they are the same feeling the pleasure of having sex.

After doing the first romance that makes them equally fulfilled their needs. Pras is now doing his second warm-up.

The longer the plants touch each other.

The hotter is also something that Hanin needs to demand to be completed immediately.

Pras is so good at playing the passion of Hanin. Until Hanin's body stiffens. It was as if the woman was asking for something more, which Prasetya had to do to her.

Understand what the wife wants. Pras is ready to please Hanin for the second time.

"Hanin, I love you." whispered Prasetya.

Slowly, Pras has now prepared to prepare for his unification of Hanin.

It landed perfectly in its place.

Slowly and surely. Prasetya again gives the sensation of his property that is already nesting perfectly in Hanin's property.

A perfect union that was so fierce they felt his sensation.

The second hot union. As hot as their passion and passion is passionate in a room that really makes them inundated with sweat.

Something was so hot felt by Hanin in hers. Thus, a liquid after liquid also flooded hers.

It felt like at that moment Hanin protested. Because Prasetya does not use safety, but it seems it is too late.

Prasetya seems to deliberately spout his fluid into the female organs of Hanin. Whereas at that time Hanin also released a lot of the same liquid.

But, what can I do. Hanin couldn't possibly stop their ongoing activities.

During the unification, Prasetya did not stop showering Hanin with kisses around his neck, lips and forehead.

Droplets upon drops of sweat from Prasetya's forehead. It fell on Hanin's face. They were really hot at the time. And they've been doing it for almost an hour.

If it's like that. How they stopped. 🤭😬