Gannaya, My Adore
Feels Warm.

"Can I do it?" whispered Ammar in a sensualist tone. Gana's heart hunts great, torn apart. His desire to be welcomed. It's so nice of that woman.

"You want it now?" answer Gana.

"Yes, I can't stand it." replied Ammar as if he was holding back a pee. Kebelt.

"What's not to wait in Switzerland?" Gana made an offer.

"Because it's still a week away. From now on, nyicil." Ammar chuckles. Gana threw a small pinch in Ammar's hand that was back coiled in his stomach.

"I'm scared." sighed Gana softly. But Ammar could hear clearly.

"We'll try first, if you're uncomfortable. I'm not gonna take it."

"Have you ever?"

Ammar frowned when given such an innocent question.

"Just like other women?" Gana fishing.

Ammar grunts. "I'm still your old fashioned brondong gemes grandpa. Still sacred, still virgin .. still---"

CUPS.

I don't know when Gana turned around and kissed Ammar's lips. The man was stumbling again.

"No, you like to attack like a grenade! Suddenly duarr, do not say." decak Ammar when their position back spaced.

Gana stared in the bead of her husband's shady and always pure eyes giving her affection.

"Touch me." said Gana.

"You sure?"

You stupid man, insensitive indeed. Earlier he was fishing, now when Gana had started to be provoked and wanted, even disturbed his taste.

Can't he see Gana starting to give her feelings? Because at this time Ammar looked at, Gana was just looking to complete his capsule. No matter the love. Ammar needs that.

And it's true that Gana's mood was immediately Ambyar. The woman turned her back on her husband. Sulking like a nod. Haha.

Ammar hugged his wife again.

"I'm afraid you'll keep craving." so scared. But look at Ammar's hand, it's already starting to dart into Gana's pajamas.

Gana tilting the corners of the lips. "What the hell is this! What are you looking for?"

"Find crickets. I'm worn out, want a drink." Ammar inching to find milk mixed with coca cola from behind the pajamas Gana caricature patrcik and spongesbobs.

Gana drew Ammar's hand for him to come out of his shirt.

"Udah ah sleep, I'm sleepy." Gana is lazy.

If Ammar has not been sensitive to the codes of feelings that Gana said, maybe he already understands how to interpret the wife.

"Don't squash dong. Here are her lips, I kiss you first."

Gana squirming. Buried her face on the pillow to get away from her husband's lips which began to move forward.

"No need to ah!" Gana shy. Because he could not stand the desire that had been stirred, until he was unconscious, he forced Ammar to touch it. Remembering he asked to be touched. Very cheap, his mind.

"Eleh-Eleh .. You asked to be touched. Is it peing, huh? It's going to be tight." Ammar squeezed out a mountain of fuji still covered in tight pajamas.

It's really in godain. The husband has no Akhlak. Ck!

Gana squealed with a blind eye. "Originally, remass! You think this is a ball? I'm biting Harley!"

Ammar chuckles. "Don't dong darling, Harley it's your future. Would you like to see that I'm not hungry?" Ammar laughed loudly. His voice echoed in the room that coincided with the rain spots outside.

Gana pinched Ammar's hand. "Don't come from ngmong! That is prayer!! If you say that again, I'll cut your throat!"

"Yes fierce." replied Ammar with a laugh.

And the next second. Ammar is already above Gana. Put both elbows on the left right side of his wife's shoulder. Ammar lowered his head, to lead their lips back in a frown.

Close each other's eyes. And following each instinct, what must be like in order to achieve release in the right way. Tonight was the first time they took it all off.

"Can I see Honey?"

Gana stared at Ammar's eyeballs in turn. The full gaze of the wave that was staring at him was like cold water ready to be swallowed. Gana gulped down the saliva, soaking his throat. Fears his mouth is dry and smelly. Eh?

Gana nodded in silence.

"Have you loved me, Gana? Will you not regret it?" Ammar was reassured. Big applause for Ammar. Tonight he looks like a poet of love. His tone was very soft.

Her napsu has been soaked up. It doesn't matter if Gana doesn't love him yet, but it feels like her desire has peaked. He could not bear to fight Gana.

Think of it, Gana will love him if he's touched.

It didn't take long, their bodies were already dated from the sheets of cloth. Ammar crawled with snake-like grubs that were snaking over the plain body of Ganaya. The woman was shaking, as her beloved husband touched in sensitive areas.

"Ammar .. eugh!" the groan escaped from her soft lips. And keep repeating.

Ammar smiled happily. Where he used to be disappointed because Gana once mentioned the name Adri unconsciously on their bed.

A few minutes after the warm-up. Ammar asked for permission.

"I'm in ya."

Gana whose body has many traces of red because of the painting of the man's lips. Nodding with a grimacing look.

"Slows." she asked.

Ammar nodded. And started to aim Harley's spear head. Stretch Gana's thigh to widen. And look at a glimpse into the cave. Not seen the problem, because Gana refused to play the ball with the lights on.

"Shame." exclaimed Gana, she clenched her thighs again.

"Udah look at."

"Yes, don't look at it!" urge Gana.

"Just find Honey's door first."

"What is this?" tanyanya herself. Still focused without holding. Only this time it hit a woman.

"That's right!" Gana threw a small pinch on the man's chest.

"Whoa, baby, I'm in."

The atmosphere was tense again. I closed my eyes and enjoyed it. He had tried to scoop up a lot of oxygen in the air so as not to feel the pain as Mulan said.

And.

Blesss.

Gana started to squeal. Merematt cloth sheets. Though Harley's head just knocked on the door. Expectations are too high.

But Gana opened her eyes again. There's something strange about her. When that movement does not happen. Ammar stared at Gana as if he were thinking.

"Why?"

"Kok rich flood? I'm new on the edge. Not in yet."

"How does flooding mean?" gana asked with a worried face. Did he pee? Damnit damnit! Gana cursed, rich boy just peed unconscious. Haha.

"It feels warm."

"warm? How warm?"

Oh, my gosh. What is this chat? They want to take off the first night that has been gone for months. Time to talk like I want to coffee together?

Ammar nodded. Out of curiosity, Ammar pulled out the trough of his pagoda.

The man is lying down, not playing. "This what?" yells. Ammar rubbed the wetness that was stuck at the end of Harley's head.

"Cock bleed first? I don't feel like I've yet to get through the door Honey."

Instantly they glared at each other.

"You're menstruating, honey?"

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Ahhhh even haid🙈🙈

Sorry I just showed up hehe. My hands hurt guys, mostly picking. I kept my mind clear because I wanted to go to their eleven months of marriage. Long bloody conflict for Ammar and Gana, I'll start playing tomorrow.

Their story, the conflict is heavy compared to their other family novels. Whatever I wrote after this, it was in accordance with their outline. You want to scream, get angry, nothing. I understand😂

So prepare your chest that starts dag-dig-dug from now on. Because honestly I was the author, felt lemes wkwkwkw.

That's a clue from me. Hopefully not more and more dig dug yes. Uh, or even getting gurgling, right? wkwkw. Maapin me, do you want you to let me spit amnesia. Hihahi.

Like and comment don't forget yaw. Beautiful yes Gana, before being cut his hair the same Ammar later.