
After putting Arga to sleep in her room, Alana returns to the room and finds Alvi sitting on the sofa twitching her own shoulders. He walked slowly and sat down next to his husband.
"Awhy? is anyone sick?"
"I don't know why, Aa's shoulders hurt so much" complained Alvi.
"Here I go with a massage."
"No need, you should sleep, it is not good to sleep too late. The milk's been drunk?" Alana groans.
Alvi held her favorite pregnant woman to bed and then sat her slowly on the edge of the bed. Giving the pregnant milk she made earlier to Alana.
Instead of sleeping, Alana instead leaned her back on the head of the cot, patting her thigh so that Alvi slept there.
"Your story!" spoiled door. "Surely the kangen cebong will listen to Daddy's voice."
"What if Aa looks at me." Instead of agreeing Alvi instead offered something to the wife. He fasted for a long time, almost 2 months more because of his promise to Alana. And until now the girl had never asked her.
With a reddened face and a hint of embarrassment, Alana nodded, making a smile on Alvi's lips, even the headache that the man felt was crap.
Like precious porcelain, Alvi guides her beloved pregnant body lying down, fusing their lips, salivating salivary exchanges. Slowly the chewy thing descended down the neck of the level very wife inhaled the intoxicating aroma there. Leaving a very beautiful sign of ownership.
The big hand began to mischievously open one by one the button of the wife's pajamas, immerse her face among her favorite watermelon, peek, sip slowly to bring a strange gelenyar between the two.
Alana's eyes slowly closed as she felt something trying to enter her body, clasping the fingers of Alvi's hand which now linked to her hand. Tonight he again felt the pleasure, the pleasure he had not had for months. Tonight Alvi really made him float up into the clouds in a different way. Fatigued and very soft but very intoxicating.
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The heat struggle they did continued after the dawn prayer, until Alana was completely tired and asleep in her arms. Alvi kissed his wife's entire face before going to the bathroom to clean himself, it's eight in the morning, Arga will soon find her mommy.
"Daddy, Mommy Alga why? I haven't woken up yet, Mommy usually wakes up before Algae. Mommy's sick, Daddy?"
Alvi approached Arga and then took her favorite baby, peeked at that worried cheek. "Mommy's just exhausted, baby."
"Mommy's out of sport?"
"Iy .. yes ...," nervous Alvi. "Mommy's out of sport."
"Well, you're taking Alga? Algae also want Daddy's sport. Daddy's with Mommy sports where?"
"That's ... Daddy put on a shirt first, dear" lowered Arga and then entered the dressing room.
It was always Arga's celebration that he could not answer correctly.
While the three-year-old worried about it, pulled the chair of Alana's dressing table to the edge of the rajang, then sat up the chair. Sitting with his feet dangling from the floor, waiting for his mommy to wake up. The smile on Arga's face faded as Alana moved and revealed red patches on Alana's neck and arms.
"God ... Daddy." Arga's cry broke making Alana wake up as well Alvi who was in the dressing room was shocked. "Mommy at Daddy's giant mosquito bite!" yell Arga a hiccup. "Mommy's body is squawking."
Alana and Alvi's face flushed red, Alana hid her body under the covers, while Alvi immediately took Arga out of the room before seeing anything strange.
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