IN-LAW
Rupa perverted sister huh

"Seef the basic shameless woman," muttered Aralia clasping Varga's hand tightly. They just got out of the elevator.

The grip tightened further and was able to divert Varga's busy gaze from her phone.

"Why baby?" Varga asked following Aralia's gaze.

"It's okay, brother," he said, staring straight at Lisa waiting for Varga in the hotel lobby.

Varga smiled, so that's why he tightened his grip? " Do you want me to take a taxi online?" Tanya Varga stopped her footsteps.

"Don't! I believe you're the same sister," Aralia sweet-talked. It was so sweet that Varga's blood sighed instantly. Somehow after feeling his wife's body he turned into lust. Varga shook his head. Varga must focus if not he can go back to the room and beat up his wife.

"You sure?"

"Related..." Varga approaches the car that will take them to work.

"For Varga's sir." Sapa Lisa opened the door for the man. But that never happened before. Lisa's secretary isn't the driver, strange.

Aralia looked at Lisa with a scornful look, judging the appearance of the shameless woman. Then grunt. Like I was gonna say why you're so stupid sexy?

Varga ignored Lisa's greeting, kissed Aralia's forehead gently and then spoke behind her ear." Remove the man's number from your phone and don't pick up the call. Understand ...?" Aralia was aghast, but nodded obediently.

Lisa rolled her eyes lazily looking at the romantic scene. Where the wife drove the husband to the door and the husband put a kiss on the forehead and the driver opened the car door for his master.

Whaaat! So I'm the driver? Lisa's mind was upset herself just as daydreamingly.

Aralia waved at the car carrying the two men out of the hotel.

Whaaat! Did he comb my cell phone? But when? I didn't even touch my phone this morning.

Aralia stepped up to the elevator and wanted to hurry the bed in her room. Actually Varga had said that his wife did not need to drive him to the lobby, but Aralia kekeh dragged her feet down even though her whole body was crumbling and the road was a little troublesome just to see Lisa.

In fact, Lisa is indeed wall-faced, the woman looks beautiful with a red dress attached to the curves of her sexy body.

Lisa must have been deliberately wearing sexy clothes, her chest just soaked up asking for attention, ah sebelalnya.

Aralia throws herself into the bed grabbing the bolster and hugging him tightly. He was very tired after a long morning. The man turned into a perverted man after Aralia surrendered herself. It was as if there was no tomorrow to disturb his wife all morning.

She doesn't know if I'm a virgin and need time to adapt? Aralia's mutters recalled how Varga took her to take a bath together in the morning blind and ended up with a hot scene.

Muah, muah, muah .. kisses on the lips, cheeks and a small bite of Aralia's neck, making his wife laugh felt a strange tickle at the touch.

"Sister!" Aralia protested, in the sele-sela of her laughter.

"Let's get up, sister's shower." Ask without shame, and what is it? Is he that semesum?

"Eh?" Aralia raised the blanket that wrapped herself to cover her entire body. "Don't want Ara still sleepy" she replied lazily.

Varga suddenly pulled out the blanket that wrapped Aralia, revealing her innocent body. "Sister!" Her screams covered her chest with both hands crossed there."Who's apparently a perverted sister huh?" Varga grinned with mystery and then showered a kiss on Aralia's face.

However Aralia covered her body, Varga kept her eye barrier removed to scan her. Painting that body in his memory, permanent.

Kiss hug, kiss hug, that's how Varga tortured Aralia.

Varga looks at her full of puja, then looks down and lifts Aralia's body to take her to the bathroom, ignoring Aralia's refusal.

Put Aralia slowly in a bath that has previously been filled with water complete with rose petal aroma oil. Aralia gasped in restraining the cold piercing her skin.

"Is that crazy?" Shouted Aralia looking at her husband was upset. Varga got more and more into the bath and kissed his wife's entire body with passionate foggy eyes.

"Mmm .. who told me to have a body as beautiful as this ..." It was rummaging to explore Aralia's body with its mouth.

So it was my fault? You're so naughty apparently.

"Ara tired, there are still many days to do —" talk a lot. Varga stuffed Aralia's mouth with her tongue. Pushing in and exploring around every corner. Pulling back and moving to the neck bit there and sweep his tongue to Aralia's ear. Aralia squirms, "Angli brother ...."

Don't do it there!

Varga had already kissed Aralia flat stomach, making his wife sigh.

The naughty touches that Varga made eventually made Aralia give up and even went crazy ignoring the pain in her sensitive area.

That morning the couple reunited and ended up bathing together, Varga rubbing Aralia's white back gently with soapy foam. Occasionally biting his wife's shoulder was a drag until Aralia complained.

Varga treats her like a queen, from drying her hair, body. Chattering. This is mine, my dear Ara, my love. You know what ? There are three moles on your back they're so pretty there.

What can it be a mole ...stop adoring my body! brother praising or mocking anyway?

Then brought her back to the room room, helped put on clothes, while unknowingly without desire Varga chuckled to realize how he could do that. Stamped all over Aralia's body.

"Thank you dear. Mwf ...." Kiss her long on Aralia's lips as her satisfaction.

"Sir Varga works?" lirih Aralia hugged the bolster sitting on the bed. Varga was wearing it in front of the mirror.

"Mmm .., later in the afternoon I promise to bring Ara to play out" he said put up his tie.

"When do we go home?"

"Tomorrow, day,"

The cup! A gentle kiss on the head of Aralia.

"Sleep you must be tired" she said gently helping Aralia lie down.

"I'm taking you to the lobby." *You want to see that woman. Does he still have the guts to show up in front of this perverted guy*.

"Even he had forgotten that he was crazy last night." muttered Aralia, turning to Varga who was busy with her phone.

"What is love ...?" Aralia quickly shook her head.

"I've ordered your breakfast, eight o'clock delivered. Eat up! Rest up! That's your job today." He said give orders.

"Mmm ..I'll drop you down."

"No need, just rest."

"I'm taking!" Maksa tone.

"All right, dear" Gentle fear of eating alive. Petrified Aralia down from the bed and clasped his wife's hand out of the room.so their story in the morning until separated in the lobby.

Whahuh? What did Varga say?

Aralia's reflex wakes up and picks up her phone from the top of the nightstand, she reads five Reven calls.

Ah ... Reven it! Be happy you're there looking for a new boyfriend. I beg ....

Aralia throws the origin of her cell phone on the bed.

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Varga seems busy working on something in her phone ignoring Lisa sitting next to her. The woman glanced at the tail of her eyes. Wrong behavior because since getting into the car and until that moment Varga did not look at him or make a sound.

Only one responded to Lisa from Varga. The man's face was beaming like a falling-in-love teenager who had just had his first kiss.

What am I supposed to say? Did that Aralia complain about what I said last night? Ah...foolish time I have to defend myself.

"Pak Varga was a problem last night I'm sorry, I didn't mean mem—

"Stss, don't disturb my mood anymore sa .... ngat well this, Lisa." Varga smiled without looking at Lisa.

Somehow Lisa goosebumps in her making as if the speech carrying coldness invaded Lisa's nape making her shudder in horror.

"We'll discuss that later after this neat work. I don't want to fail because of that." Varga looked ahead.

"Find the kind of drink that gets me drunk lost control of the saperti you ordered last night. I want you to try it in front of me after our business is done in this town." Varga said casually, leaving Lisa stunned. I stayed in his place without a word.