Leaning Sweet Me
The Royal Suite Room for MP3

"Sir ..."

"Hmm, you haven't slept?"

Farrel stroked her hair, then gently dyed the tops of her head.

"Did that taste good?"

Metta pinched Farrel's waist plan, "Iihh..."

"Aw .. baby, sick!"

"Why ask such a silly thing try?" Metta turned her body to Farrel,

While Farrel's hand crept on his waist, gently dipping his shoulder, until Metta's body scent reawakened the hard object that had just known his new place, which was warm and gave him an incredible sensation.

Using his lips deliberately removed the child's hair blocking the nape, and combed it gently to bite a little bit of Metta's ear lobe, making the blood rush again. Her warm breaths made Metta close her eyes and bite her lower lip.

"I just want to know" he whispered in a heavy voice.

His hand went back down two round objects of his from behind. Infiltrating a thin cloth made of soft satin, Mere masnya with soft objects that turned out to be very fitting with his fist, twisting a small object at the end.

"I want more" whispered Farrell.

He gently turned Metta's body back towards her, initiating fine motor attacks that made her second breath grow roaring.

Decakan for the sake of sounding again throughout the room, Farrel did not let his hands idle, while his tongue clenched each other gently, and made the body temperature again heated up.

Metta again mende legitimately, his body jolted under the sack of Farrel full of tenderness. Who invited him back to fly to nirvana, again and again. Continues and continues to give the touch that makes the hormone testosterone that makes both of them back to having fun.

Ahhh....

Until the hard object again broke through the warmest place as his home, making the owner groan, when it entered the slippery touch the uterine wall gently, until the hormone serotonin (Strimming hormone) works faster, so that the body will work more quickly, forget the pain that was previously a blaring sense of satisfaction, again and again.

Likewise, Farrel felt, both of them drifted back, exceeding the dose of any drug, when the stimulation of the hormone estrogen (Female arousal hormone) made Stimulation

(Pera ngsang) on his hard objects so that it can spur great.

Eeeugghh..

Aaagghhkkcz..

The slightest sound of long groans shrill as they managed to be at the top. Farrel dipped his head in the wet, sweaty neck of Metta. Pecked her many times, then rolled off her body.

"Thank you again, dear."

Metta nodded, a second later he snored softly with his hands coiled on Metta's waist, his breath hitting a face that had not been closed at all.

Metta looked at the face of the little man who was now her husband. She's really her husband now.

And I ended up actually marrying the man I had never expected before, becoming a wife. Inner talking.

His hand went down the face firmly yet still looked that innocent. Touching his forehead down to the nose and ending at the lips that just gave him millions of sensations of beautiful ber cin ta, then fell asleep in a warm embrace.

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The crumbling body as if the bones in his body were destroyed now felt by Metta, especially at the bottom, he grimaced because there was something stuck down there. Making his movements become limited, then his eyes turned to the burly hands that pressed against his stomach, then looked at Farrel who was still sleeping so peacefully.

The man who has not even 24 hours become his husband, who always acts silly without her guessing before, but also provides an opportunity for him to open a heart that is now only filled by her.

"Dear to love ..." said Farrel in a heavy voice.

Then he landed his lips all over Metta's face.

"You are, you are" said Metta, avoiding the endless kiss.

"Cape yeah?" she stroked the cheek.

Metta nodded, Farrel pulled his head. "Cape but good or cape but enaaaaakkk." and then chuckle.

Metta pinched his waist, "Iiihhhh...."

Then he clasped his arms, "Now big brother can't ban me anymore right, can't help me doing something that just became my favorite," chuckled.

Metta stamped her nose, "Depending, what's your favorite thing now?"

Farrel mere mas soft round objects of his alternating, "This. and this..."

Metta flinched in shock, "Iiihhhhh...naughty!!"

Farrel chuckled, "Biarin, we're both naughty! yes, you can also choose which part of your favorite from now on."

"Yes.what the fuck! I'm going to take a shower" Metta uncovers the blanket and gets out of bed.

But again he grimaced, Farrel who rose up was just scratching his head, "It hurts ya?"

Metta said, "Know ah ...!"

Then he got up from his seat, as fast as Farrel's lightning carried him.

"Iiihh.I can do it myself!"

"It's okay, I love this scene!"

"What kind of scene? he said when he was brought into the bathroom.

The scene of the slinging," lowered Metta and peeked at her cheek.

"I took a shower, yeah" he added again with eyebrows that moved up and down.

Metta rounded her eyes, "No way, it's over there! later the bath the longer you lose you come."

Farrel who immediately filled the bathtube with water laughed, "If it's finished, call me ya."

Then kiss the head and pass out. Metta who could only shake her head was astonished. Then close the bathroom door and lock it. Just in case Farrel suddenly went inside.

He was flabbergasted to see himself in the reflection of glass,

"Good my hair!" he muttered when he saw his hair was messy.

Then clucked as his vision switched on his neck with many red dots. "God so much, how can I cover it."

The water in the bathtube was full, she took off her clothes and entered it, this time she would enjoy soaking in the bathtube more than yesterday. Warm water given a soothing therapeutic aroma mixture.

Making his tired body regain its energy, but when he rises his eyes lead to thighs that also have a sign of ownership.

"Geez there is, too,"

Metta urung rose, he approached the mirror that showed his plain body curves that were now filled with red dots like an allergy.

"Neck, chest moreover, stomach is also there gosh, thighs geez," he muttered as he stared at the parts he mentioned.

Metta shook her head but a smile escaped her lips, as she recalled how many times Farrel had made her soar. Then go back inside the bathtube and immerse himself.

Before long he came out of the bathroom, saw the clean and tidy room back, the Sudsh changing bed made him embarrassed, he said,

"It should be my job" he murmured and went out to look for Farrel.

The dining table was full of various dishes that were confirmed delivered by the hotel waiter, but also did not find Farrel there.

"Where the hell?" abugn.

Then he opened the door that was connected to the private pool, and found Farrel swimming,

"Hey baby, that's so pretty!"He said from the edge of the pool, with two hands folded.

"Why swim?"

Farrell climbed up from the pool and approached him, with water pouring out all over his body, heavy hands and a belly full of boxes and....

Oh, my God, big O....

Metta silently swallowed the saliva as her vision pointed at the hard object that overnight carried her flying many times, now printed clearly in her swim shorts.

"Why?" ask Farrel

Without knowing if Metta painstakingly swallowed his saliva. Stupid what I think.

"No, let's have breakfast!"

Metta turned her body but Farrel caught her hand, until she staggered into Farrel's wet body.

"Iihh.. what the fuck, wet it."

"You guys get wet! Wanna not? we're swimming racing, the losers must be punished."

Metta shrugged her shoulders "What I don't want! I'm hungry to eat!"

But Farrel was Farrel, "Sister could not forbid me to do pleasure,"

With one movement Farrel carried Metta on his shoulders.

"Darling... Oh, god put me down! What are you gonna kidnap me for?" thrashed

"Yes, I want you to kidnap me!"

Metta continued to thrash, "El .. I've been messing around I'm hungry. Lower me!!"

Farrel chuckled, "Are you really going down?"

"Yes, I'm going down,"

Byurrrs