Husband One Night
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Husband One Night 82

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[I never feared a man, never. In fact, if that man was carrying weapons that might take my life, I'm not afraid. But, what is this? Rayyan! You're so outrageous. How can I not dwell in the face of a man who does not even carry anything?]

Jean was not stopping. Rayan did not carry any weapons, but the man had something that contained ammunition. I don't know why, Jean was so scared of the elastic.

Not because it would make her die, but Jean was afraid that something would give her a new life. Yes, Jean was afraid of Rayyan's natural weapons that could catapult many tadpole seeds.

"Why is his face so pale? I think he's been very brave all along. Criminals he also faced with confidence. Are you afraid of this, Jean?" inward Rayyan, his eyes can not be separated from the face of the wife. The now frightened wife.

Rayyan drew nearer, until Jean was completely under his control. Yeah, Jean's dead lice in the confinement of the lonely former widower.

Meanwhile, Jean's face grew pale. Though only under the confinement of a Rayyan, but it feels very spur adrenaline. Like a Matador who wants to be crushed by a bull. Delicious horrors!

Glacier ...

Jean swallowed his own saliva slowly, the vow since then the woman had held her breath long enough and it did not escape the eyes of Rayyan's eagle. The man who was on fire, could see a slow movement but invited a lot of turmoil.

Slowly but surely, Rayyan lowered her face, thus separating the distance between the two. Jane could even feel Rayyan's warm breath.

"Dead you Jane!" cry Jane in the heart. It seemed like this was the end towards the seconds of releasing his crown.

Pt ...

Rayyan again kissed the lips are now thick and must feel numb due to his actions some time ago. The lips of Jane wiped with one finger, slowly the finger crept and directed. Down to the bottom, make the owner of the body blustery and want glenjotan because Rayyan's action is really professional.

"I'm thirsty!" said Jane who made Rayyan's comments.

The man tiptoed slightly, then let Jean sit down and drink. Just for a moment, because the next second Rayyan had mastered her prey again.

"Aren't you thirsty? Are we having breakfast first? You're not hungry?"

Jeandana is a smart girl and martial artist now looking for reproach, many questions that she scathes Rayyan to distract.

Rayyan then nodded, "Since last night I have been hungry, so hungry!"

"Gee!" peekik Jean was shocked not to play.

Jean's hand squeezed the sheets as her husband began playing with his two world balls. Basic widower perverted, long time not see something like that, with the spirit he devoured alternately..

Jean resigned, his grip slowly squeezing. The hand that originally brushed the sprai cloth changed so hugged the athletic body Rayyan. The moment of the man who was passionate, made Jeandana also dissolve in her husband's game. And the typical voices of struggle began to meet the presidential suite.

Rayyan smiled triumphantly, looking at Jean's body that was writhing like a hot worm under her power. It was just the warm-up stage, but Jean had managed to knock him out. Ray deserves to feel proud, even though he has not scored, at least he did not realize the rejection from Jean as he imagined.

"Wait!" Jean clasped both knees. Maybe Jean was afraid when the seal would be opened soon.

"Yes?" rayyan whispered, while giving a small bite on Jean's earlobe. Jean is getting helpless. Rayyan pressured Jean at all sensitive points of the woman. Jean died and surrendered before the war.

"Safety up!" jeandana's voice raspy. Her cheeks were also hot. Shame to mix into one.

"Huh? What's?" Rayyan's forehead shriveled.

"You must have, right?" ask Jean expectantly. She was afraid to get pregnant, especially the history of Rayyan who likes to marry divorced. Jean didn't want to risk being a widow with a child. He can stand on his own feet, but will not be able to live with children without a husband.

Idih, Jean. His mind has gone everywhere. Maybe because he understood the history of Rayyan Dirgantara's life, so there was a little trauma in Jean's heart.

"Jean?" Rayyan stared at the bar. Why Jean thought he had a safety device. Does he like snacks? Rayyan has really retired early from the world of fragrant sari tea bags. He is no longer the ambassador who likes the vibes. Rayyan is an insyaf widower.

"Are you afraid of getting pregnant?" ask Rayyan.

"Aren't you going to take my seed from me?" added Rayyan with a face made dramatic. Though it was already on fire, because of safety equipment, Rayyan weapons immediately lack, running out of ammunition.

Jean hissed annoyed. However, he was shocked when something hanging touched his thigh. His face panicked again, when he could feel what it was.

"I just want to make sure my kids have a full family!" jean said later, he wanted to straighten out his heart.

"Then for what safety equipment, do you doubt me?" Rayyan again did not believe what she heard.

Jean looked away, "I'm scared, Ray!"

Rayyan closed her eyes, trying to guess his wife's intentions.

"Are you afraid we'll split up later?" guess Rayyan.

Jean still threw away her face, but she bit her lips. As if confirming Rayyan's guess.

"I still want to live, Jean. If that happens, your papa will shoot me in the head!"

Jean, who was originally in a dilemma, suddenly couldn't help but smile on her face.

[He has a sweet side too]

Rayyan is suddenly upset with Jean who wants a safety device. In ignorance, he returned to taste certain parts of Jean. Which makes the two burned again because it had cooled because Jean was afraid of getting pregnant and divorced.

"Don't worry, I'll make sure there'll be a lot of kids between us. Until we forget to fuss over small things because it is too busy with children" said Rayyan lirih. His hands have spread down. Checking the terrain, whether the rocket is ready to launch.

It felt damp, wet and it seemed like the runway was ready to be functionalized.

[He's ready apparently?]

Rayyan looked at Jeandana's eyes fixedly, then kissed her lips briefly. Swiping her cheeks gently, then making a maneuver that made Jean squeal immediately.

[Ray! What the hell are you doing?]

Jean's eyes seemed to wonder as she looked at her husband, what did Rayyan put in? Why it hurts and hurts not playing.

Mudhaus ....

Jean closed her eyes, grimacing withstanding the pain that suddenly hit her core. Moreover, Rayyan retracted and directly entered again.

Jean felt like fighting with her husband. It was almost Jean's leg kicking him because of a pain that wasn't playing. As for the lonely former widower, he was enjoying the thrill of his rocket launch.

His face seemed to be holding something back, and after many dips, the essence of life finally flowed in the womb of a woman. The woman she will make the mother of her children.

"Jean ...!" call Rayyan who's limp on Jeandana's side.

Jean drooped helplessly, her body sore. Angry at Rayyan, because the pain is incredible. She did not answer her husband's call.

"Jean ...!" call Rayyan once more, he then looked to the side.

"Why silence?" ask Rayyan again.

"It hurts more than a gunshot wound, Ray!" jean replied with annoyance.

Rayyan then immediately pulled Jeandana's body. Hugged it tightly.

"That's because it's the first!" rayyan whispered and then took Jean's body.

Jean doesn't argue much, she's still limp. Maybe both tired, they even overslept until noon.

At 11 noon

Jean blinked, he felt the phone on the nightstand.

"What time is this?" muttered.

"Gosh, it's noon?" Jean shuffled while hugging the blanket to cover her body.

"Ouch!" He grimaced again, getting out of bed. But a little motion why it's so painful.

[Rayyy!!! What did you put in?]

Jean hissed and put on an upset face.

CLAMPS

Rayyan emerged from the bathroom, the man walking leisurely towards the bed with his wet hair.

"Wanna take a shower?" asked Rayyan who at that time only wore a towel wrapped around the waist.

"Hem!" Jean is still a manyun. He tried to step up, but his face seemed to endure the pain.

[Am I just too excited, right? Why is his face in such pain?]

Rayyan then carried his wife's body to the bathroom.

"Eh! Lower me!" peekik Jean's.

"Yes ... "

Jean was taken down when they reached the bathroom. Accidentally, the blanket covering Jean's body sagged.

In a hurry, Jean grabbed the thick cloth. However, dear thousand dear. Brief overview just now, back fishing for something that is behind the towel.

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