
Kiss after kiss rained on me this morning, waking me up from my deep sleep. And a warm, sweet smile greeted me as I opened my eyes.
What a beautiful morning. My body is also fresh. Last night I slept well, and I didn't even wake up at all like the nights before. Nevertheless, Reza prevented me from doing so until we -- a little -- argued.
"You're overprotective" I said, then a manyun.
"Darling... Could not be a submissive wife? You're weird, you're so good you don't want to?"
"I'm healthy, Mom. Pleases... Nara please... huh? I need to move, too."
He nodded, his face looking ugly. "Hmm. You are, yes...."
"Or like this, I just take care of the kitchen, cook, do the dishes, plus wash the clothes too, ding. The rest we do together. Uh, I mean it's up to you. Yea?"
Kissy. Like my mouth that keeps on getting ruffled - he kissed me for a long, rough time, until I felt engrossed.
"Can, right? I'm cooking for us lo, Mas. For you, for the kids. Can, huh?"
Finally my husband nodded, he was willing to budge and lower his protective level towards me. "Today is just cooking. You did your laundry yesterday, right?"
"Yes, okay. What do you want for breakfast?"
Omelets. And in the afternoon he asked to be cooked by a dog.
Really, yeah, he. Not wanting me to be exhausted, he was willing to eat food that was easy to cook. He wouldn't bother me with complicated cooking. So I can finish my cooking quickly. Moreover, it does not matter if I cook it in the morning, I will just cook it before lunch. Reza, too, has helped complete the housework. Clean up, sweep the floor, and clean the backyard. Although our house is quite large, there is not much work to be done, which is why I do not like to display the decorations at home, he said, I don't want to bother cleaning all that from dust and insect nests. As for the warehouse and the furniture inside, as well as the gallery room, roof top, plus the band stage and musical instruments, we only cleaned once a week. While the rooms that are not occupied are rarely cleaned, at least once a month, and the furniture in it is only covered with black cloth so as not to get dirty.
Why is Reza so protective? Because he thinks I'm exhausted from homework. Though...
Hmm, I will be honest with him, apologize, and thank him for all his love and care during this time, especially his excessive concern since last night.
Today, after I finished cooking, I deliberately tuned the Hindi song from the flashdrive that Aarin had given me first. Then make mango juice for Reza, then record it - along with myself and my sex body. I purposely wore my dress, a gift from Mayra. With a backless model that exposes the entire back of my body from the top to the waist, and the front is low-necked, with a model of the straps that are wrapped to the neck, while the bottom is only a few inches covering the thighs - without the interior.
《Just for you. Thanks for last night.
I wrote that sentence while sending my video to his whatsapp. I accidentally put that glass of juice on the edge of the pool - plus a little surprise, a stamina supplement for him.
While waiting for him to enter, I immediately swam. At that time Reza was cleaning the yellowed banana leaves in the backyard, then throw them away.
It didn't take long, just a few minutes - Reza appeared with his burly body. He was not someone who would ignore his phone when the square thing trembled inside his pants pocket.
Yep. He grinned wide as soon as he saw me, his wife who was crested. To be sure, he - my husband - Reza Dinata - likes it when I'm crazy. He quickly grabbed the supplement and downed it. Although I didn't notice when she took off her clothes and attached them to my rattan swing, but I felt as she jumped into the pool, the thumping of her body into the water produced a bang, waves and splashes of water were gushing out strongly. She swam up to me, and kissed me on the lips as she got me in her arms.
"You want it?"
"Mmm-mmm...."
"Aren't you afraid of fatigue?"
"There are you."
A warm smile immediately rose on his face. My lips once more, then lifted and carried me like a beloved koala. We pulled over, he sat me by the pool. While peppering at my neck, Reza pulled the straps of my clothes. And, detached.
"Are you ready?"
Uuuuuh. His hands were clinging to my neck and waist. "mm-mmm. Give me more, please...."
Mm-hmm....
*the stuff around my neck is never boring. Also...
On my chest, she painted her love red. Then very slowly, he stretched out my legs and buried his face between my thighs. I really like when his tongue is agile and makes me squirm amused, as well as ice by ice that makes my nerves tense until I wonder*.
Kan.. new warming up, he's been able to provide that pleasure for me.
Then...
He pulled me, got me back in the water. Then leaned on me and shoved me against the pool wall. While trying to* my neck - his hands slowly pulled and lifted my legs. And...
He's in. Immerse himself perfectly.
Relax.my womb is only five months old and my stomach hasn't bulged. No distance has prevented us from sticking together. And honestly, we've never had sex in a pool like this, even if it's cold, but our love is still warm. Slowly, we spent a few minutes in the rhythm of the water.
"Rear, dear," he whispered as he took me off and twisted my body.
He went back in. While moving slowly, she kissed my neck once more, then her warm lips moved to my back. She bit plus*my suck with a savage. After that, his hand slipped - guerrilla in my chest firmly to the point of making me come back*.
And.. triple point! Reza can do it at the same time.
You know, it's the exact same scene that I wrote the novel. My fantasy was wild when I was a girl. Reza had read it, and he wondered why I could write such detail about my fantasies in the sex scene. And...
Huh! I never expected that he would realize this scene in my real world.
"Honey, to the couch, yuk?"
I'm nodding. He took me in his arms and we continued the ritual on the sofa.
"I want to say something" I said at last. "Can you talk?"
He consented. "alright. I'll do it slowly."
"But promise, you don't get angry, do you?"
His forehead wiggling. "Why?"
"promise first. Please?"
Reza nodded. "I promise. I love you and I will control my emotions. For your sake, for our children. I promise I won't be emotional, won't be angry, let alone rude."
"If you're angry, you can punish me by snapping and immersing yourself deeper. I will accept the punishment with pleasure."
Ckck!
Reza chuckles. "What kind of punishment is that, honey? Hm? That's what you want. You like it when I press you hard. You're...."
I also grinned. "Indeed, I like that. Very much like."
Uh!
Yes greetings... has not started yet he has acted? Elementary....