Leaning Sweet Me
Big brother is amazing ..Naughty

"iihi... You byebelin! call time makes me so!" farrel said scowling.

"That's great, nothing will be the same!" Metta is still broken.

Farrell pinched his wife's cheek, "Part of who will call her beloved name so, this brother's freak,"

"Let it be different!" pursing lips restrained laughter.

Farrel turned back to Metta's body, "I don't want to be different then, I want to be the same!"

Metta pushed and reversed Farrel's position with a chuckle. "We'll see if I can!"

"Try it if you dare!" she said with a faint smile on her lips.

Metta, who was now sitting on Farrel's body, tied her hair up, making her white neck all the more visible, several signs of ownership were clearly plastered there.

"You're so sexy, baby!" farrel chuckled.

Metta opened one by one the buttons of his clothes, with a slow motion that teased Farrel, "Wow...."

He threw it away, then bit his lower lip slightly, and stared at Farrel without blinking.

"God Brother...." Farrel held back something that was now getting more and more volatile.

Metta leaned his body, until the two round solid objects hung freely, his hands down every inch of Farrel's body, with index fingers inserted into his mouth, lick it a little and then back down the body of Farrel up to a few inches below the navel.

"Naughty wife hmm."

Metta pulled her lips thin, slid over Farrel's neck recess, biting the little ear lobe, "Let me work this time, until you won't be able to see anything else!" he whispered in Farrel's chuckling ear.

Metta rewinded his body, peeking at the chest of Farrel's field, with his hands opening one by one the buttons of his shirt, not forgetting the plaid belly he gently touched.

Not until there, Metta opened the belt that was not installed perfectly, release it and tie it in both hands Farrel.

"Ooh. sh iitt my Cherry," said Farrel, making Metta even more wild.

He rang while rewinding his body down there, his hands playing with increasingly sturdy weapons behind the cover cloth.

"Biggod.kak!!"

"It's nothing yet" he said with a seductive smile.

He opened the tight cloth until the sturdy object towered upwards. Woohs..

Slowly but surely, his fingers held the object in doubt, but moved it gently again.

Ahhhh....

"You like it?" Farrel nodded, with both brown beads continuing to see the wild movements of his wife.

Huumpp

Farrel rounded his eyes when he saw Metta lick her like ice cream, with a tongue that danced for a while and then put it in the oral cavity.

"Aaahhh."

Farrel thrashed, he could not stand what Metta did, but the hand he tied was agonizing but also felt nik mat.

The wild side of a Metta who just came out, made Farrel increasingly stretch, meaning after reason just came out of his mouth, making Metta ring but also did not stop him.

Metta went back up, sitting on Farrel's checkered stomach, "How? hem"

The two Farrel beads blinked, as Metta stepped on the object and inserted himself, but remained motionless.

"Aaaahhhhh.. sh iitt, take off my hand, brother."

Metta rang then shook her head.

"Then move."

"Don't set me up Farrel!" he said with a matt look, Farrel's lips were open, twisting gently and began to move his body, winding like a reliable dancer who was on stage, making Farrel more turbulent.

"Eeeuuhhhgg... big brother!!"

Like a capable rider who could conquer a horse, he growled, Farrel was unable to do much because of the bond in his hand. While Metta increasingly move freely with the envy of decakan and de sahan who escaped just like that.

"Eeeuuhhhh...."

"Dear, I want aaahhh..."

"Together baby!"

Aaaaggghhh.

The long de sahan that echoed in the room became a sign of the umpteenth time that again carried them flying, soaring together at the top of the horizon, accompanying the beautiful harmony of the long howling sound.

Metta's body collapsed on Farrel's body, bathed in sweat, which was mixed with the distinctive aroma of cin ta, exhausting but no boredom, always wanting and wanting, again and again.

"Sister turned out to be very naughty!" farrel whispered in Metta's ear.

"Oh yeah... You don't like her?"

"How ya?" he chuckles.

Metta turned her head up, "Say, you like it or not, I won't do it again if you don't like it." she said, releasing the belt that wrapped Farrel's hands together.

"I love you EL."

Farrel was getting closer and closer, the word he waited for without being asked, being proof that his journey had not been in vain.

"I love you more Mettasha" he said, kissing the tip of his head.

Until tiredness makes them sleep clutching each other. Spend a night that is only a few hours away.

The next morning

Metta groped the bed beside him, but did not find Farrel there, the twitching eyes now perfectly rounded.

"El...?" he said with a hoarse voice.

But there was no reply, Metta saw his innocent body which was only covered in a blanket.

"God, I can't remember wearing it again!" he murmured while rolling a blanket at the border of the neck.

Considering what he did last night, "I don't think I'd do anything crazy like last night."

The smile did not come off her lips, and she left the bed,

"Eeehh..where are you going?" said Farrel who entered with the tray he carried.

"You take El's bath, you don't remember today there was a morning meeting with the whole division" he said, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"No need, sister rest at home only today!" he said by putting a tray in the bed bag.

"Breakfast first,"

"Kok that, what about the general division report?"

Farrel took the sandwich and pointed it at Metta's mouth,

"So calm down, everything has been taken over by Doni, so brother at home! Break,"

Metta frowned but also chewed, But yes also, my body felt all broken, let alone just sleep how many hours a night.

While Farrel was neat in his shirt and suit, sitting himself next to Metta.

"What did you think? hem...."

"I'm just not used to ditching work like this El," grabbed the bathrobe and put it on as fast as lightning.

Farrel chuckled, smelling the nearly closed shoulder lightning, then got back up and headed for the walk in closed, picked up the tie and then came out again.

"Tomorrow just entered, today brother rest, I do not want brother too tired, especially." said Farrel with a smile.

"What?" Metta grabbed the tie and put it on, though,

"Sister's been great all night." he chuckled.

"Yeshhhh.you!" Metta's face blushed.

"Don't talk about it again, I'm embarrassed,"

"I like it! big brother is awesome!" he kissed Metta's cheek many times.

"Iihh..had already! You'll be late."

Farrel chuckled, he took something out of his wallet, and handed it to Metta.

"What's this?" Metta looked at the black card outstretched at him.

"I haven't given any money to my sister as long as we're married. Take this and use it for your sister's needs."

"Farrel..., this is excessive, my needs are not that much, there is no need for such a magic card."

"Pake it, this is special for big brother!"

Metta took it from Farrel's hand and put it in the bathrobe's pocket. Farrel smiled and kissed his wife again.

"I go, if you're bored. Call Mac, he'll drive you anywhere."

He nodded, "Be careful...."

Farrel finally came out and disappeared behind the door, while Metta chose to go back to the room and throw his body back on the bed.

Rebore the magic card that Farrel had just given. Then look at him for a moment.

'I didn't expect my life now, full of surprises and of course happy. I don't want to think about how later, which is for sure I'm happy now.'

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