Hot Couple: Love Story Inara Season 3
Once Again!

"thank you. I'm so happy that you're back to being my Nara as before" Reza said, hugging me tighter. We were both still covered in blankets, still relaxing inside the little cottage.

I'm holding back the laughter. "Thank you, yes, for asking me out. Frequently. I like it."

"Ashik, yeah. We're like ABG" Reza said.

Huh! I'm snapped. "Yes, it feels funny. Sillier. You are old. It's been thirty years. Could've asked me out like this."

"Yes, anything for you, honey. So even old ABG I'm willing. I'm willing for you."

You love me so much, Mom. Thank ye. "After this we take a bath together, yuk? I want to continue on in your favor. Yea?"

"OKAY. Then now, will you?"

I nodded in agreement. I put my dress back on without the page, and Reza just put her shorts back on. After making our pillows and blankets, we got out and got out of the cottage. While carrying the rest of the clothes we no longer wear, we joined hands, entered the house and immediately climbed the stairs as fast as lightning, he said, then go straight to the bathroom and remove each other's clothes from each other's bodies.

"Well, I think we still have time" I said, grabbing my husband's body, gently pushing him against the wall, then I whispered, "Again, please...."

Reza shook his head while laughing cheerfully. He is not averse, quite the contrary - he is a pleasure. "Who's afraid. Let's do it, Baby."

I kissed her, and she returned my kiss as hot as my kiss to her. Slowly, our feet stepped into the bathtub, and with their lips constantly clinging, Reza reached out to reach the tap and turned it around, and the water began to fill the bathtub. Then we stepped in and started to soak.

"You want to lead?"

I'm shaking. "That's not my forte."

"Okay, here" he said, telling me to sit on his thigh. "You want to start with?"

The answer comes in the form of soap. "Pamper me first, it looks like it's more fun."

"Ready, Mistress."

"Enak, Mas..,"*my. I gasped and wondered what a great* was made. She is*strong my neck while massaging my chest. Really, it's like an amazing therapy that arouses passion.

Then, he shifted slightly to the side, and unexpectedly, his finger slipped in. "Can?"

I immediately shook my head displeased. "Sorry, I don't like it."

He's nodding. "Okay, sorry, huh?"

"I'm the one who's sorry, Mom. But I. I feel harassed if you're like that. But you're not offended, are you? I didn't mean-"

She shook her head. "No, really," cut it. "I'm glad you're open. Tell me if you don't like it. Tell me it's uncomfortable. That way I know and can understand you even more."

Jem! It feels like being insinuated against something else. "Yes, Mas," I said.

"Now, how comfortable are you?"

Well, I shuffled, turned my back on the ground, supported by my knees and palms, and turned my head. "From the back, yeah. Yuk, now?"

"okay." He also came in.

"Law...."

"Nake?"

"Enaklah. Same with my dear husband."

Huh! I'm snapping. We haven't been like this for a long time, like we've been playing around. Halal joking of husband and wife. And, really, I feel happy and more in love with her.