
🌻🌻This adult chapter. Just take the positive side and if you find the negative side, then throw it away. Hopefully useful for those who will build or have built a household. 🌻🌻
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Giany does not speak with a speech, but through his body language. He rested his head on the husband's chest. Allan greeted him with a warm embrace.
Until a few moments passed ...
“You want me to teach you next worship?” Giany nodded, making Allan wipe away the tears that had run down his wife's face.
"What drug, Mas?"
"Word of Allah and Healeth."
This time Giany's heart beat faster than before, seen from his breathing which also became faster. "What is halal medicine?"
Allan nodded with a smile, “Iya, but his worship was done in bed,” he replied half teasingly.
Giany frozen. But his suddenly red face was enough for Allan in response. Without waiting anymore, he held Giany and sat him in a soft bed, opening a face that wrapped his body to leave only the robe. Then I unraveled that beautiful long hair.
“You want me to teach her prayers?”
“Iya, Mas.”
He whispered something into Giany's ear several times. “That's prayer. You've memorized, right?”
“Already.”
“How about we start from changing calls?”
“Call?”
“Can I call you baby?”
Giany was goosebumps, but his heart felt flowery. “Bo-can, Mas.”
Allan then put his hands on Giany's crown and recited a prayer he had reserved for his wife. And that alone has made Giany pounding not careless. He looked down and was very embarrassed to be in a position that was too close to Allan.
Full of gentleness, the man cupped Giany's face. Until they look at each other. Allan brought his face closer. Kissing sexy lips ranum Giany.
Giany's eyes closed as he felt Allan's lip move sweeping across his lips. His hand reflexively squeezed the white blanket cloth with trembling. This was his first cipoklicious.
Waitaminute! First cipoklicious? Giany was a widow before Allan married.
Don't ask why. Her first marriage occurred because Giany was the victim of violence by Desta. No softness and affection when doing so. So don't expect any cipoklicious suction.
Giany opened his eyes, looking at Allan inside. She is aware, ready to be unprepared, serving her husband is an obligation with great reward and it would be a sin to refuse.
“I'm ready, Mas. A-ku just ... have never kissed someone—” Shy Giany just admitted that her ex-husband, Desta, has never touched the lip area.
Allan's mouth reflexively opened in surprise. But forget about it! To be first or not, is meaningless. Because the most important thing for Allan is that Giany is now his and only he is a man who is prevented from touching that body.
Seeing the tension on Giany's face, Allan did not necessarily run in a hurry. The first is to build intimacy and eliminate awkwardness between the two through some small talk, joking and gentle touch. Drink a glass of milk from the same glass.
Giany was swept away with the tenderness she got from her husband. Until it is enough, Giany is more relaxed. Seen from his attitude that is not as shy at the beginning. He began to hit back at Allan with a kiss and touch. Also fitrah his indulgence as a wife who began to dominate. Allan was anxious to make it feel unable to stand it anymore. The two hugged each other and took a sip of the scent of the body.
“Site ..” While gently pushing Giany's body to lie down.
A long, beautiful night is just about to begin. Perhaps tomorrow there will be a smile of happiness on Allan's face if the climb of the Himalayas down to the rugged Grand Canyon valley succeeds. It will be an amazing and unforgettable experience tonight.
In a blanket, Allan poured out all the love he had for Giany. It flows through every touch. He taught that the relationship between husband and wife is not only to get pleasure and satisfy hasr*at only, but also the value of worship.
Giany looked at the figure who now had power over him. In my heart there is gratitude.
He no longer knows how to describe it. Allan began that sacred relationship according to the teachings. Not too much, but fun.
Sweat is dominating. Giany pursed his lips, as the moaning and rustic sounds*han full of passion*ah that he had been holding since broke and swept into Allan's ears. Her face flushed, she was ashamed of her husband.
Allan looked at him with a smile. "Not to be ashamed, I'm glad to hear it. The most interesting thing about you is your village*han your breath and groaning. Our room is soundproof anyway. So no one will hear but me."
Giany also wrapped his hands on Allan's sturdy back. Close your eyes when you feel an unstoppable sensation centered under your stomach. He sighed again, which added to Allan's confidence.
Yes, sighing and moaning while rhyming' is not prohibited. Because fitrah is indeed related to husband and wife framed by the influence of lust (Naffsu bira*hi). With an important note, that the state is safe, closed, inaudible and visible to others.
The man kissed his forehead, whispering a prayer as he reached a release. With a hope will grow good offspring.
Allan then grabbed a piece of tissue, rubbing the sweat that soaked his wife's face.
"I love you, very!” whispered into Giany's ear.
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Note \=
1) The prayer Allan taught Giany to read together before halal worship: Bismillah, Allahumma jannibnaasy syaithona wa jannibisy syaithona maa rozaqtanaa.
2) Allan's prayer at Giany\= Allahumma baarik lii fii experti, wa bariik lahum fiyya, allahummazuqni minhum warzuqhum minnii. Allahummajma baynanaa maa jama'ta ila khairin wa farriq baynanaa Idza farraqta ilaa khairin.
3) Cipoklicious \= Think yourself lahhh😂