Hot Duda: Love For Rangga
The timing....

Well, I knelt down and kissed her belly, circling her navel with my tongue. Then, with my thumb pressed against her hip, I began to lower and remove the last of her covering cloths.

Now it's his turn. He*me naked quickly, sprightly, and sensually. I with a burly and muscular body stood in front of him.

For a while we did not move. Staring at each other, pervading the details of each.

Hm? What's more delicious than this?

Suddenly Rhea laughed. He pushed me around playfully, I was also lying on my bed.

Rhea reached out to her open suitcase and picked up the black belt and stretched it out tightly.

Plaque!

"Well, what did you say about tying people up?" he asks.

I grabbed her belt, ambushed her tiny body quickly and overpowered her with my burly body. "You really need to be tied up." And it didn't take long, I made it and his hands were tied. "You are mine, Baby."

"alright. Do your best, but after this -- let me go, okay? I beg...?"

I pretended to be deaf and did not respond at all to his words. I took my wife's legs off and scared her with my lips and tongue. I went in gallantly, enjoying my paradise - only mine, to the satisfaction....

Yep. There is a satisfaction in me every time I succeed in making it wonder*full of enjoyment, it was as if I was the greatest husband and really made him the luckiest woman in the world - - loved by a man like me - a man who loved him with all the perfection.

As perfect as the fistfight continued until thirty minutes later until we were both sprawled with gasping breaths. In that hot battle I purposely left red traces all over his neck and chest, a stamp of possession that I never forgot to set up, so that whenever he was far away, he would remember me, missed me and wanted to quickly go back into my arms. Yeah, Rhea Sanjaya, the only woman I'm crazy about.

"Happy?"

I nodded once. "yeah. But I still don't want you to go. Please, don't go, will you?"

"Before we get married you promised to be a good husband, not possessive and treat me as a prisoner of love."

I raise my hand. It was my fault that I made a promise like that, but if I didn't promise, it was certain that Rhea would never accept my proposal.

"Okay, okay. Don't molest. You should be home on time. Once your business is done, buy a ticket home, huh?"

Rhea smiled and wrapped her thumb and index finger, an okay sign. "You say that like I've been home late."

"indeed not. You're the best wife. I really love you."

Rhea looked into my brown eyes. "I love you too."

I looked back into his eyes with a glare. "Don't go, huh?" I asked, trying to persuade him again.

"Hey. Come on, I've been working hard on my career a long time. Don't make our marriage a hindrance to me, will you? Please?"

Again. I raised both palms. "All right." Kuraih and I held her hand. "I'm gonna miss you."

"I am too."

We also hugged and kissed. But not long after the intimacy was interrupted by the sound of a horn from the direction of the entrance. Rhea's shuttle service has arrived. She quickly darted to the bathroom to clean up, then got dressed and tidied up. So did I who immediately put my pants and shirt back on. Parting time.