I'm Not Your Enemy
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"Ra, what's so long? Cepetan, I also want to take a shower Ra." cried Micho.

Moments later, Amara came out of the bathroom wearing a towel robe, her wet hair rolled up with a small towel and revealing a mouth-watering neckline. Micho who was beside the window was now staring at every movement made by the beautiful creature in front of him.

Amara stared at her makeup glass, with her nimble hands moving on her head, trying to dry her hair. Amara was shocked to catch Micho's image watching her from the mirror reflection in front of her.

Amara turned her head, Micho leaning against the wall with one leg raised and put her hands in her pants pocket while observing her every move.

"When was Mas?" amara asked as she turned around and faced Micho. His heart was like a marathon looking at Micho's face that looked fresh and handsome, maybe Micho bathing in the guest room because too long waiting for Amara to soak.

"Since then," he replied casually as he stepped towards Amara. He walked closer then looked warmly at the beautiful face that always made his heart pound.

Amara fell silent and observed the handsome figure who was now only 2 steps away from her, her blood seemed to stop.

Micho rubbed Amara's soft cheeks, Amara felt the heat radiating across her body, like an electric shock that made her heart seem to stop beating.

"I change clothes first, Mas." said Amara then tried to move his legs. However, with a quick movement Micho pulls Amara's hand. Making Amara's steps restrained in her place. Amara stopped and turned her head and turned her body to look at Micho.

"Where's hem going?" ask Micho. Amara fell silent, a sense of tightness bursting into her chest. Micho slowly approached, looking fixedly at Amara's beautiful face and gently rubbing the top of his wife's head.

Micho clutched tightly onto his wife's crazy body. Amara felt happiness and haru simultaneously made a clear circle fall on her cheeks. Sensing Amara's sobbing, micho took off his embrace and looked at Amara in the shade. He stretched out his hand to wipe away Amara's tears.

"Why are you so crybaby, swordsman but whiny. You'll have to explain things to me later." Micho said. Amara just quietly enjoys the warm touch of Micho's hand on her cheek.

Micho lifted Amara's chin. The two looked at each other deeply, seeing pink lips create a stirring taste that rippled Micho's heart.

Micho began to close her lips, Amara's body began to stiffen and heat up. The urge to feel strange makes both of them do not want to stay away. In the end, both of their lips were intertwined. Their bodies trembled slightly feeling the sensation of cold heat melting into one.

The kiss warmed up, with Micho m-e-l-umat Amara's soft lips. They were swept away in ever softer, warmer and sweeter kisses.

However, Amara immediately let go of the hot kiss, he looked towards Micho. His face looks red. Micho returned his wife's gentle gaze. The faces of the two looked red.

"I change clothes first, Mas." said Amara nervously. Micho again pulls Amara's hand. He now lifts his wife's body in his car. Amara was shocked and wrapped her hands around Micho's neck.

"Mas I change clothes first" she protested.

"Why should I change if in the end I will know all too" whispered Micho suddenly making Amara's face redder.

"What the hell," protested Amara. Micho walked over and carried Amara's body to the bed.

Amara pulls the blanket to cover herself, but Micho immediately pulls the blanket and throws it in any direction. Amara got up and moved back.

"Mas, don't scare me." said Amara. She gets scared when she sees Micho crawling into bed.

Micho pulled the belt towel Amara, for a moment he was amazed to see the impeccable perfection of his wife. Amara closed her eyes, her hands clutching the towel attached to her body. Micho smiled, looking at this kind of Amara as it made her even more anxious for her.

"Ready being unprepared I won't let you go" Micho said. Micho drew her face closer to Amara, her breathing as if it were in Amara's ears, making Amara even more nervous. Now Micho's lips are behind Amara's ears, whispering subtly making Amara's body tremble.

Amara tried to push but Micho seemed unmoved. Micho's lips turned to Amara's neck, a soft, intoxicating touch making Amara's body feel the cold heat instantly.

Amara was no longer able to resist or rebel. Even he felt things he had never felt before. Micho makes a small bite giving a trace of ownership there.

"emm" said Amara. Making Micho smile on her lips. Micho continues to play and touch the farm fields until Amara loses control. Amara groaned back when Micho again gave a different sensation.

Amara's moans sound seductive in Micho's ears, making Micho's self-crazed. Powerful Weapons responded perfectly to the point of stiffening and suffocating him. Micho slowly took off her clothes and threw off directions.

Now Amara could see clearly how handsome and charming her husband was. Micho pulls Amara's towel and throws it. Both of them looked timid, the nether clearly saw the obvious scar scratches on Amara's white arm. Micho ignores that and they get swept away in a drugging hot kiss.

Amara really could not escape the screams of feeling that were rising up in her chest. He tried to refuse back but his body seemed to betray.

Micho began to move down and found a small hill above the mountain. Playing it so as to make the owner of the hill more and more flying, their lips are still interlocked.

****, the owner of the eggplant felt his property stiffen perfectly when the hill owner's attack hit his sensitive point. Both are equally tense. The two looked nervous and taking off their kisses, they looked at each other and regulated breathing. Micho's gaze seemed to expect her to look at Amara in the shade.

"You know how I feel, and vice versa. Can I have you now?" micho asked as he stared fixedly at Amara's face.

Amara tried to convince herself, Amara closed her eyes before finally nodding slowly. Micho smiled and kissed Amara's head a few times.

"I'll do it carefully, Baby trust me." Micho said. In the end, Amara had to give up what was rightfully Micho. The rights that he thought he had forcibly snatched from her first, yet it was still owned by him.

"I'm going to teach you how to please your husband, honey" Micho said, making Amara close her eyes.

Micho slowly played and led the game smartly, making Amara vibrate violently. Amara screamed as she felt something hard force her way in and tore something down there.

Amara's hand gripped the powerful spray trying to channel the pain in her senses. Micho rubbed the top of Amara's head gently, giving a kiss quietly.

Trying to give peace and comfort to Amara. After feeling Amara was calm, Micho began to move agile again. Making both of them feel the unparalleled pleasures of the heaven of the world.

A while later, Amara and Micho face each other and hug each other. Micho dipped several times the top of Amara's head.

They feel happy and satisfied, when doing kicks and goals that managed to make his soul as if flying into the sky to the destination. Micho looked at Amara lovingly, this woman really gave her a very wonderful pleasure.

"Thank you, honey." - Micho as she kissed Amara's lips briefly.

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