Hidden Leaning
It's okay

"Have you eaten?" Kyara unravels her embrace.

"Not yet."

"Let me cook, but I have to take a shower first" Kyara said.

"Don't shower. It's been a bad night for health, just wash your face, huh?"

"Don't want me to take a shower, I've been sweating from morning." Kyara thugs spoiled making Dirga think what this is partly from pretending his wife. Let Kyara play the important part, Dirga likes her.

"Let me be with you."Dirga smiled intentively.

"If you take a shower, it'll be a long time."

"Not for at least an hour. I promise." Dirga takes Kyara into their room. It made Kyara scream in fear and surprise.

"Dirga." Kyara dipped her face in the chest of her husband's field. Her clasped hands were placed on the firm neck of her husband.

"How is the cooking then?"

"Let's just drop the egg, I've cooked the rice" said Dirga. The man peeked at his wife's cheek.

"Dear not to be naughty."

"Say it again!"

"What?"

"That was."

"Honey." said Kyara spoiled.

"Whether you're acting or anything that's obvious I like your love demeanor." Dirga's still running down the kiss on Kyara's face.

Both arrived at the bathroom. Both Kyara and Dirga want more than just a shower. Under the shower of warm water Dirga dunked a hot kiss that stirred, also his hands that began to wildly run the action, touching point by point he wanted.

The sound of Han Kyara's village is heard throughout the bathroom, although the core game has not yet begun.

"You like it?" Dirga whispered in front of his wife's sensual lips.

"Yes, honey I like it, I like it a lot." Kyara mere mas Dirga's hair slightly elongated, I swear by whatever game the young man felt very intoxicating in the area of his neck and chest, every touch given Dirga brought flying into nirvana.

"And I love your new calling." Dirga again said in a hoarse voice that even with the man's teeth biting his earlobe Kyara delivered a hard-to-explain screen.

"Dirga don't be weird."

"It's not strange, it's just that I want to try something new."

"Can you?" Kyara underestimated her booty husband.

"of course. I'm smart now."

"really?"

"I love you Kyara." Sweet, who does not like the expression of love in the midst of their activities are very pleasant.

Both dissolve in the spirit of rah and naf suh are able to silence everything, there are only sounds that are typical of their love when the unification is done.

"Look!" Dirga directs Kyara's face to look at the mirror in front of her. "You're so pretty with a face like that." Dirga kissed his wife's back and shoulders from behind Kyara.

Both of them did a hot battle in the bathroom, the time promised Dirga in one hour turned out to be backwards some time.

"Dirga's donek, I'm cold."

"Later first. If it hasn't come out where can I stop at will."

"Hurry up, I'm tired." Kyara had already made it clear she was tired of the young soul Dirga was really fluttering here.

Because Kasian saw his wife weld finally Dirga speed up his movement.

"Hold a minute!"

"Ah."

"Madar ... Aaaf ..."

Dirga ended the game with a hot lava.

"Stay be my wife" said Dirga affectionately "For ever." only in Dirga's heart said her last words.

"I love taking a shower with you."

Dirga rinsed his wife's body with warm water.

It's okay if Kyara has to pretend to love her. But clearly his love is real and there is no engineering a little. But Dirga must prepare, train his heart to be ready even though Kyara will not be his.