Leaning Sweet Me
She is my wife
"Otherwise we are honeymoon dear, but instead discuss heavy things like this, let the heavy be their business there. We're gonna have fun here, aren't we, Mrs Farrel? Farrel pinched his wife's cheek gently.
"And let's not forget, your promise tells me everything without exception."
I hope you forget that later.
Farrel nodded weakly, "Of course, but before!?" say it with eyebrows that go up and down.
"Iiihh .. not well before you tell everything, complete as all!" Metta clasped his hands together at the breast.
"Can you threaten it?Hmm...." Farrel pulled Metta's waist until they were no longer spaced.
"El ... shame, the driver saw us!"
"No problem, we're free here. We're married anyway, aren't we?"
Farrel kissed Metta's cheek three times in the same place, until his breath felt warm on Metta's face.
The driver nodded his head, with a smile on his lips. Farrel looked at him pushyly, it was obvious the driver's gaze was on his wife. Then Farrel grabbed Metta's shoulder on purpose.
"El ..ih loose!!"
Metta did not understand the jealous look from her husband, she continued to brush Farrel's hand off her shoulder, then returned to her seat with a slight shift of her body.
"Honey, here!" tell Farrel to pull back his waist,
"Jeez, El...!!"
"I don't want to hear a rebuttal, sit here!" she said with her lips closed.
"Hey ... why?"
"So don't see what, he keeps looking at you, I don't like it!!" said Farrel later.
"He has eyes! Who would want to seduce me, if you had him?" Metta folded both his hands.
The driver looked back smiling, without saying anything he glanced at the two of them.
"Stay, you can't!! Farrel was upset
"She is my wife" he added
Then close the curtain in front of him, until the driver stopped glancing at Metta. Metta was just holding his head.
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Before long they arrive at hotels, five-star hotels and of course not everyone can stay there. Located in the middle of the city which is famous for the grandeur of its buildings. Not only is it the economic and cultural center of Europe, it is also the world's premier global city.
Tourism, exhibitions, sports, and also culture are his hallmarks. And even more amazing is that this city is the city with the strongest economy in the European Union.
And now, one of Metta's silly childhood wishes came true, he was here, in the city where his dream was, his eyes began to grow, when he remembered what happened 20 years ago.
"I'm going to town B, someday!"Little Metta said to her friends.
"Hais.you eat hard how you're going to get there! " Cibir his friend.
Then his other friends laughed.
Little Metta ruffled her waist, "Look, there will be a prince who will take me there!"
"What prince? Prince frog?" his friends laughed again.
So upset, Metta grabbed the hair of his childhood friend to tears, then he himself ran home with both crying.
Now he's here, in one of the best hotels in the middle of the city. The car door opened, and the hotel maid appeared to greet them by draping a beautiful flower arrangement on the necks of Farrel and Metta. After that they were escorted to a room located at the top.
"Woah..it's so beautiful!Is that right, baby?" farrel said, as the waiter opened the door of the hotel, and they went inside.
Metta nodded then shrank the water in her heated eye sludge, again. The feeling that raced blue because of all sorts of endless surprises he had obtained.
"Hey..why are you crying?"
Farrel also shrunk his tears, "Have not cried again, it's time for you to be happy, isn't it?"
Metta nodded again, Farrel clasped Metta's body into his arms. With both hands cupped in Metta's face,
"It's because I'm happy, I can't help it, it's too sentimental" Metta said.
Farrel shrunk the clear water with his thumb, then kissed his two eyes which were now getting wet. Before long the thumb touched Metta's lips, Farrel immediately grabbed the tiny lips that became addictive opium again and again. Sweeping throughout the cavity with tongue movements that are increasingly agile twisting, as well as Metta that can compensate perfectly.
The hotel maid came to deliver their luggage into her room. Making the link of the two chewy objects stop, then Farrel pulled his suitcase in. After that, the waiter left there after Farrel gave tips to him.
"The servant saw us" said Metta, covering his face with both hands.
Farrel hugged Metta's waist back, "He probably saw her every day, and it's a risk to work in a hotel that often receives guests who are honeymoon."
"Yes too!!" Metta giggles.
"We'll rest, baby! Later in the afternoon we'll go somewhere."
"Where?"
"Secret" he said with Metta's nose.
"It always is!"
Finally they just rest, spend time just hugging each other on the sofa, giving each other a gentle massage, to stretch the exhausted muscles.
"I still didn't expect to be here!" said Metta who glued a hand link to her,
Farrel smiled, with both eyebrows going up and down, "I could have expected everything from the start, when I hit my brother's bike, even then I was sure that I could someday marry you, and got it all,"
Metta chuckled but also pinched the waist of the man who officially held the status of her husband, "What do you mean everything?"
"Awwwss..sick baby! I mean all these gifts, what else?"
Both eyeballs of Metta squinted with Farrel's words that always made him smile.
"Are you happy?" added again.
"Of course." Metta said by leaning her head against her husband's chest.
Farrel grabbed Metta's body, by wrapping his hand. So did Metta who wrapped her hands around Farrel's waist. Metta puffed his head at the face,
"Thank you." said Metta slowly.
Farrel pulled Metta's chin by pinching her, returned to matt's soft blushing lips, and then buried his head in the white dappled Wife, and,
"What if we're in our room all day?" farrel whispered with a heavy voice.
"No way, I want to see the famous nacional museum" said Metta who immediately rose from his seat.
Making Farrel scratch his head that was not itchy, "Alright, but after we rest for a while."
Metta nodded and hugged her little husband again, "Darling, I'm like a child who sulks"
Farrel chuckled, "Sister can be anyone when faced with me! Including the fierce and mischievous," he whispered in Metta's ear.
Making something in his body again sigh, Metta broke away from Farrel who had begun to look unreasonable to hold something back.
"I'm gonna take a shower!" metta said with a run.