Hot Couple: Love Story Inara Season 3
Feel it Again

It was ten o'clock when we got to my aunt's house. There was no chatting time, everyone was exhausted with their activities in the morning to evening, so after returning from the orphanage, we all immediately went into our respective rooms.

After making sure the door was locked, Reza rushed to the bathroom and cleaned herself up. As for me, I put my handbag on the nightstand and took off my hood and put it in a dirty laundry basket. I went straight into the bathroom when Reza came out. Then...

The bare-chested Reza immediately pulled me into her arms in a quick and lithe gesture - just after I came out of the bathroom and closed the door behind me. He made my breath seem to stop. His mouth immediately scoured around my ears and neck, then slowly into my lips. Our lips met, he*tipped my lips, and slid in and out softly and affectionately. A sense of heat began to spread, and a ferocious fundamental need rose up inside me as Reza stuck his body in my body, as if we had not done so for a long time.

Her lips felt perfect, warm and a little sweet. He swept his mouth back to my neck, bit lightly, took a gentle vibe, and rubbed my skin with his beard. My nose expands, inhaling the warm musk scent on his body. I let her hand slide down from shoulder to waist, with her fingers pulling slowly on my nightgown until it fell off.

"Friday night," he whispered, as he stretched his palm around my waist and climbed up to the top of my body, his hand stopped on my chest and defended me gently. I could feel his body heat and the overflowing power within him. "I miss you."

And then, I never remember exactly how, Reza put my body in bed and struggled with my clothes*nature, then with her own pants. And finally we were both in plain condition. The basic and merciless need, Reza's impatience seemed real. With a manly growl, he stretched out my body with his fingers. Feeling his touch, I shuddered, opening myself up to him. Reza's eyes lit up wildly.

"You still like this?" whispered Reza, she lightly swept her tongue at the top of my law. I agreed, then his lips retraced the curve of my ear and swept his tongue around the inner ear. "How about this? Hmm?"

I smile. "I love all your touches" I said.

A flash of sharp pain aroused my passion wildly. Instinctively, my hips jolted in bed, my outflow of desire intensified, the heat, flooding the stomach to the core. Then he placed his hand on my thigh, opening it wide. Gently, he pressed his lips there, then played his tongue, then took a small bite, and enjoyed his sweetness. He really makes me happy, adorned with love. By a husband who loves me, whom I love very much. Later then...

He entered me. Deep and full.

I felt my hands clenched into the sheets. "Eummmm...."

Ah, if only I wasn't pregnant, I'd love to fuck so much. I miss my husband's madness.

But what to say. Just a soft game.

Well, I closed my eyes tightly, felt it go in and out, pumped feelingly long enough, hot, full of nafs*, love, and a sense of need -- to the end, he said, then he collapsed drooping, trembling beside me.

"Thank you, honey. What a beautiful dream, yes. I love you."