Leaning Sweet Me
Brother!!!

Sri frowned, "Sha, why still call your husband's name?!"

Farrel scratched the back of his head that wasn't itchy, "It's nothing."

Metta turned to Farrel, then looked back at her mother. Andra and Nissa become the true supporters of Farrel.

"Yes, why don't you call dad, flat cake, beib," said Nissa who made Andra laugh out loud.

"Norak, now the season is papi, mami, my lovely," Andra timpal laughed as well.

Plastered

Plastered

"What are you talking about, you're sleeping!"

"Brothers..kak!" said Nissa rubbing her forehead.

While Farrel chuckles at the interaction of the three brothers. Moreover, his two sisters-in-law who sometimes trigger his brother angry.

"Well, ma'am, you should call your favorite name, don't just name it! This brother is not understanding at all, losing the same bang Andra who called her boyfriend ...."

Tuk

"Uueemmmm...."

Andra smothers the mouth of Nissa's bucket, which is always speechless.

"Diem .. can you?" andra.

Sri's mother shook her head, "Look at this behavior of yours, there's no shame in it!"

While Metta glanced at her husband who was still laughing.

What should I call him.

Farrel looked at Metta who looked clumsy himself due to Mother Sri's question.

"Don't think about it, calling just a pity is enough. Hem" he said by peeping his shoulder.

"Well, honey, it's very ordinary. Teacher Nissa at school just likes to say love to her students."

"What the hell ? So crisp!" andra timpal.

"Abang iih, it's true, teacher Nissa if she likes to say darling, wrong darling, not so, but here's how!" origin kelaji.

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As a result of the mother's question, Metta made a thought, he just kept quiet when Farrel drove his car to go home.

"Dear, why? Still thinking about what mom said?"

Metta nodded, but also shook her head at the same time.

"I don't know! What do you want me to call you?"

"What ya...?"

"My soul mate?"

"Aw.." screeched, when struck because Metta pinched his thigh.

"So serious can't you?"

Farrel chuckled again. "Don't think of you!"

How not to think!

"Yes, what?"

The car arrives at the parking lot of the apartment, Farrel exits and opens the door for Dinda. Little treatment that never changes even though they're married.

He clasped his hand and entered their apartment.

Metta went straight to the kitchen and prepared dinner for them.

"Darling, why cook! it's night, tomorrow." said Farrel who hugged Metta from behind.

"El. I'd like to make some pasta, you're still hungry! You also want to prepare a meal for tomorrow morning, so that tomorrow you can just cook."

"I'm really hungry...."

A warm breath hits the nape of Metta, making its fine feathers bristle, and,

"But not my starving stomach worm. Except for another worm, which will turn into a dragon."

Metta rounded up her black bead "Gosh, what are you thinking, you pervert!"

Farrel turned his wife's body, "Here we will be safe, not afraid of being discovered, or a voice stuck in the esophagus."

"It was a real cry" he said by hitting Farrel's shoulder slowly.

The two of their netra are now clashing, diving into each other. Farrel lifted his wife's body onto the sink.

"Honey.." said Farrel by inserting his hand between the niche of the wife's neck.

"Hmmm...."

Slowly Farrel pulled Metta's head, pulling it gently until the chewy thing was now smearing each other, smacking each other, and twisting each other gently.

Farrel infiltrated the white niche, peeping at it with a small bite that made Metta's chest even more turbulent.

Not until that, his head now infiltrated into Metta's clothes, playing around in both round objects that he stamped. While the hand that one mere mass is soft next to it.

Made Metta raise her head, while her body sank.

Ummmphhh...

Metta's hands were a gentle mass of Farrel's hair, with a slight press of her softly. Farrel growled slowly, he returned to matt lips that were now open a little and more sexual, making his magic increasingly peaked.

"Sa-the aaah...."

Farrel lifted back Metta's body, with both legs twisting around his waist, without removing his lip link.

The kitchen room was now full of whispers, Farrel laid Metta's body on a mini bar table. Overlapping him rests on one hand, while the other hand is busy revealing his wife's skirt.

Eeuhmm...

"You naughty El." said Metta in a hoarse voice.

"Only with you," he said who returned to taste the two round objects that became his favorite.

Metta men de lawful... Several times groaned when again Farrel touched his sensitive parts.

Bring Metta back soaring. Farrell now descends, with lips that go down every inch of his body, he smokes the sweetness of Metta's crown.

Metta returned to the men de sah, her body slinging as Farrel's tongue danced freely down there, making Metta even more helpless.

"Aahhhhhhhhhhhh...Farrell! stop messing!"

Farrel rang and his hands returned to them with a round object, making Metta unfriendly.

"It..time!" he said by throwing hard things of his.

Euhhhhhgh...

Both of them soared into the air, movement after movement was created, with their hands hooked, and of course the pagutann getting longer and deeper.

"Darling.ahh, I ma-mau ..aaaasshhh ...."

"Ooh.my Cherry, uh...."

Farrell stomps at his own hard objects, pouring the seeds of their love to his destination.

Ssshhhhh a hhhh.

The long howls of the two of them signaled they reached the peak of nirvana, together, again giving a sensation that he continued to want to feel.

"El... You're getting sane, we're even doing it here" Metta said in a hoarse voice.

"Here, we're free to do it anywhere." Farrel chuckles.

"Sir ..."

Farrel grabbed his body, "Let's go down...."

He took his beloved wife and took her to his room. Laying his body on the bed, as well as his self who joined his body hugged Metta from behind.

"Rest." he said by peeling his wife's shoulder many times.

"Yes aa-aabang.." he said with a giggle.

Farrel who had sucked his head into the back alcove chuckled, upon hearing the new greeting for him.

"No need to be forced, you can just call your name, if you want! Or anything that makes you comfortable. I don't have a problem."

"Yes bawel....! He said with open voice, because Farrel now tickles him.

"Say what hem? tell me what?" Let's say it again."

"Aaa--aa haha, stop baby, it's amused...."

"Come on call me, I want to hear you one more time."

"Which one? huh...El ih...!"

"Let's go fast! I'll just stop."

"Aahhhaaa.iya okay .. but stop first,"

Farrel stops his tickling, reversing Metta's body and wrapping her up, "Tell me the truth!"

Closing his face with both hands Metta held back a laugh, "Son, don't keep laughing."

"No, I'm not laughing!" pursed lips.

"Then let's say it quickly!"

"Yes my dear El brother my love my love my beloved love thisong heart lover ..." he said wide open.

"Sister!!!"

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