Hurt Wife
Chapter 15

After taking a bath, Sitha wrapped the towel around her body and stepped out. The woman decided to wear only Ilham clothes because it felt a little uncomfortable if she used the clothes last night.

Sitha opened the young man's wardrobe and picked up one of Ilham's t-shirts and put it on. Because of Ilham's large height posture makes the shirt worn Sitha can cover the woman's body even though the length of the shirt only covers half the woman's thigh, it is like a mini dress for her.

Sitha saw that Ilham was still sleeping. The woman decided to go to the kitchen and decided to cook breakfast. Sitha felt her stomach was rumbling because they had not eaten and forgot because they were busy chasing pleasure.

Sitha saw the atmosphere of the kitchen of Ilham's apartment so luxurious, the woman still did not expect that Ilham was the son of a rich man. The woman tried to find groceries but she was sure that Ilham would rarely go into the kitchen because the one in the refrigerator was only canned drinks and some fruit that did not look fresh anymore. After looking at the other refrigerator, he finally found instant noodles and eggs.

Finally, Sitha decided on fried noodles and omelet only. As she was busy cooking, the woman gasped as an arm coiled around her stomach and pulled into the arms of Inspiration. It turned out that the young man had woken up and was immediately looking for Sitha when he could not find the woman beside him.

"What cooking, honey?'' tanya Ilham while busy biting Sitha's earlobe so as to make the woman goosebumps amused. While the young man's hand stroked elus Sitha's stomach which was only covered by Ilham's t-shirt.

"Aaahh, cook fried noodles," Sitha sighed.

Sitha protested when Ilham's hand reached out and turned off the stove.

"Ilham, I haven't finished cooking yet" Sitha protested but Ilham had turned Sitha's body around so he faced her and immediately*******woman's lips. Sitha's protest was forgotten because the woman was busy replying to Ilham's kiss. Sitha's arms were coiled around Ilham's neck while the young man tightly hugged Sitha's body and slightly raised the woman's body so that their position was parallel. The hot fondling they did, the tongue wrestled with each other, a wet kiss occurred until Sitha finally pushed Ilham's body when the woman's breath was almost exhausted.

With a sigh, Sitha took a deep breath. Inspiration again kissed the woman's lips then turned Sitha's body towards the kitchen counter quickly and a little rough, as if the young man could no longer bear the desire.

"Hand on the counter, dear," orders Inspiration. The young man did not see if Sitha complied or not, Ilham was busy fingering Sitha's body, lifted a t-shirt worn by the woman and the hand of the spitters stroked Sitha's smooth white thigh. The young man went straight to the target he was looking for. Plain and not covered with cd because Sitha only uses T-shirts belonging to Ilham without using the interior.

Hand Ilham mischievously hacked the deductible's obok making the woman's breath choked.

"Boy of you, honey.... Already wet..'' whispered Ilham.

"Ham.... Ough! Slowly, it still feels painful!'' sigh Sitha.

The young man did not hear Sitha's request, he instead pressed down on her back, holding her back with his hands so that Sitha slightly lowered her head and her legs widened.

"Ilham!''

The young man did not reply and was getting naughty there. With a shrewd look, Ilham touched, stroking the doughnut. The Ilham index finger rubs rhythmically while the thumb reveals Sitha's dedek slowly. Fingers mischievously moved agilely along with giving pleasure to Sitha until finally the woman was thrown to the end of her desire. Sitha felt hot and dizzy in the lunge of her passion especially when the Ilham fingers found her clitoris blush and wet and caressed her quickly made the woman moan. Sitha groaned as she felt the fingers of Inspiration into the pit and began to react there.

"Byrkkk.....''

"Let's..... Ough!''

Inspiration gave no more time for Sitha to sigh and let the pain of the grandpa subside. Imham quickly barged in without aba. The power of Ilham almost made Sitha fall. He was pushed forward when Ilham brutally hugged the jun there.

Sitha screamed again as Ilham stomped her hips violently making the jun go deeper. The woman gasped, trying to regulate the pause but Inspiration began to move wildly, with a fast and brutal rhythm, loud and increasingly uncontrollable. Sitha moaned and groaned strongly while trying to help balance her sport held tightly by Ilham. Sitha's sweaty palms made the woman seem to slip and the strength of the youth's sports movement made Sitha hit the surface of the counter slowly every time Ilham hit her.

But Sitha doesn't care. Inspiration also seems to not care. The sound of their breath was earthy mixed with moans and moans. Both of them were wet with sweat. Their unification quickens as the waves of pleasure come together.

Inspiration brings an end to the satisfaction they get. Sitha fell over the counter with Inspiration falling on her from behind.

"What an amazing morning" said Ilham, kissing Sitha's neck.

The young man withdrew and retreated away from Sitha. Sitha limply tried to stand up and turned to look at Ilham. The young man leaned on the counter with his hands folded in front of his chest, standing so confident with his body plastered for real. Makes the woman just look at Ilham with a glare. The woman's body was devastated by the enormity of the love of Inspiration.

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Sitha and Ilham had just finished their morning absorption, after their desperate request. Sitha finally went on to make breakfast for them.

"I'll quit my job from your boutique" said Ilham arrived.

Sitha looked at Ilham in great surprise. The woman was confused as to why Ilham decided to quit her boutique.

"Why?'' sitha asked in surprise and looked at him.

"Because I want to be serious with you, so I want to start working in papa's office and finish my studies as soon as possible" explained Ilham.

"I also want to start telling your husband to get a divorce" the young man added without looking at Sitha.

"But I can't be that easy to say that I want to divorce Reza, you know, Ham? It's not as simple as you think, there's a lot of things I have to think about" Sitha quivered.

"Why can't it?----"