KARMAS
Finished

"Mas"

"Hemm" Bisma just muttered while continuing to push Mesya backward until Mesya berahan lay on a bed that has been decorated with many rose petals.

"You don't want to take a shower??"

Bisma smiled obliquely because she knew that Mesya was nervous at this time to ask what she had just done.

"Have you forgotten that I took a shower?? Don't find a reason to avoid me, baby. Tonight you have to be mine. I promise, I'll do it gently. Unlike in our dreams at that time" Mesya closed his eyes because of Bhishma's lips to touch his ears. To be honest, Mesya was still afraid that Bhishma would act as rudely as in their dreams.

"I-i'm.."

"Stttt!!!" Bisma's fingers touched Mesya's lips gently. Just such gentle touches alone could render Mesya helpless. Moreover, the current position of Mesya under the bisma enclosure makes it even more unable to move at all.

"Don't refuse me, baby. I can't help it anymore!!" The voice of Bhishma had already turned raucous withstanding something that was ready to spurt out in a moment.

The silent mesya without reaction makes the bisma move eroding the distance between them.

Cup..

Not on Mesya's lips, but the kiss landed on Mesya's forehead.

"I love you Mesya"

Cup..

Cup..

Bhishma kissed Mesya's entire face so gently. Mesya who had been so lulled could only close his eyes at this moment.

Cup..

Until the last kiss landed on Mesya's lips. Bhishma had not moved her lips at all, but her breathing had already made Mesya feel the heat all over her body.

The two closed their eyes, and Bhishma began to open her lips. Forced Mesya to follow the gentle movements he made. Bhishma was convinced that this was the first experience for Mesiah, so she would guide him as gently as possible. Bhishma will make their first night the most beautiful night for both of them.

The bisma who was so good at playing the lips of the woman below it made his co-star start to compensate for his game. Mesya's hand had even moved up to Bhishma's shoulder.

Of course the hand of the bisma will not remain silent. He continued to put gentle touches on every inch of Mesya's body.

They were completely swept away in the cradle that they had just this first time doing. Mesya felt his skin coming into direct contact with Bhishma's skin. At that time he only realized that he was innocent without a thread covering his body.

Mesya opened his eyes. Curious about what Bhishma is doing right now. Masya's dirty mind had also been urging him to see how beautiful the muscular body of Bhishma was.

The chest of the field with the protruding abdominal muscles was now plastered without the cover of a single strand in front of Mesya. His face was getting hot just looking at the sight.

Perhaps Bhishma knew where Mesya's eyes were headed at this time, until she grabbed Mesya's hand and placed it on his chest.

"Touch it, baby. Now all this is yours" Mesya's eyes met with the eyes of the Bhishma that had been covered in mist.

Mesya certainly already knows what the cause of her husband like that. He just obeyed what Bhishma said. Mesya's hand began to move down the part he wanted. The touches from Mesya's minute fingers make something that belongs to Bisma who is still covered in d*lam pants struggling to be removed.

"I can g*la if long like this dear" said Bisma who could not withstand the turmoil. He removed Mesya's hand from his stomach. Then quickly Bhishma snatched the two mounds that had been so challenging in front of him.

"Keep out your beautiful voice, baby. I love it" said Bisma on the sidelines of her activities.

Although this was a first experience for them but they both actually did it according to their instincts only. The cradle, warmth, and also the keni**tan coalesce into one to create melodious sounds in a luxurious room of a star-rated hotel belonging to the Bhishma family.

"Slowly, Mas promise" said Bhishma before the almost rusty sacred object was fused with Miki Mesya.

Mesya gripped firmly on Bhishma's arm. Not strong to withstand the pain that hit the core pepper of his body.

By the time Bisma had succeeded, it broke through Mesya's defenses. The bisma felt something flowing down its bottom.

The red liquid was proof that Mesya was only his in a dream or not.

The heat struggle has reached its peak. The sweat that soaked their bodies bore witness to the heat of their first union.

The bisma really spooked Mesya after doing the release many times. Now they both still manage their breathing. A tired body that is like lifting hundreds of kilos makes them helpless again at this time.

Bhishma's hand was only able to hug Mesya from the side with his eyes equally closed.

"Thank you dear, for making you the first Mas. Mas very happy at this time" said Bisma while peeping Mesya's shoulder repeatedly.

"You were not only the first one about this Mas, you were also the first to fill my heart and are now the owner of my heart to this day. If all women keep her honor for whoever becomes her husband. So unlike me, I keep my honor from the past until now I want to give it to you"

"Thank you for that, baby. I am so grateful for your immense love. I love you, I love you so much"

I could hear the answer from his wife. How lucky he was to be loved by two women with such great love as Mesya and Alya.

Yet the two women were only one who would be the owner of his heart at this moment. Maybe he fell into another heart long enough. But now Bhishma has met a soul mate who becomes the true owner of the heart.

What a game of fate that can never be guessed by anyone including ordinary humans like Mesya. She had not expected that the events that brought about such a great change in her made her find her love.

The love that used to look impossible to him, the love that looks difficult to achieve is now in his grasp.

Now Mesya realized that God would give a part of our lives when they were together. Otherwise, however Mesya tried, none of it would have worked.

"I'm sorry if I'm not perfect to be a wife. I will continue to improve myself and learn to be a good wife. Thank you for accepting me with all my bad past. Thank you also for giving me karma in my dream so that I can change at this moment" The two of them spoke to each other without opening their eyes.

"Your love is perfect for me. Nor does it demand that you be the perfect wife. Mas just want your love that never faded a bit for Mas. Because that way, you will definitely be the best wife for Mas and for our children later"

Now Mesya opened his eyes and turned to face Bhishma with the rest of his energy.

"I promise you. My love is for you only. My husband, my first love"

The bisma grabbed Mesya into his arms.

"Although you are not my first love, Mas will make you the last in Mas's life"

"I believe in you, Mommy"

Their hands were coiled around each other on that still plain waist. With such a happy feeling, they began to sink into their subconscious. Where a life that became the beginning of the union of love both of them.

DONE IT...