LILIS - LAMIAH HELL TWO LOVE
CHAPTER 11: IS HEAVEN STILL MINE

The party was over, even the rest of the party like magic vanished unceremoniously. The home has returned to the same as before.

The atmosphere of the house looks uninhabited. It was like being in a dead city. Lilis stood on the balcony of her room facing east, which was always ready to welcome the morning sun.

Breezy wind scooped up even unraveled the child's hair, looks decomposed.

Lilis was in a strange place, when she realized that tonight she slept without her husband on the side.

It was not the first thing for Lilis to lay down on the contest itself. But realize that now her husband is in the same bed with another woman. It turned out to be enough to make it on the verge of a strange taste.

Finally gave birth to a steep feeling.

The heart is now in doubt that heaven it has.

Lilis scanned the dim night sky, for only the moon's scourge lit up the night, even without stars.

Nelangsa empty without saying, pias heart can not be read. Instantly the gamang hit, is there a remnant of love burning for him who is now legal to be the first wife.

Lilis rubbed the water slowly which emptied from the corner of her net. Suddenly his mind collapsed imagining that now the touch of her husband would start to roar the body of his best friend.

No time can be left, not even all the words that have been said, straightforward. Consciously ejected many times, which he finally realized that it could be as a weapon even a shield for the second woman.

Lilis unfurled her alphabet. For the sake of gaining a sense of peace and tranquility in his heart. That by giving up, sharing her husband with her best friend is a form of love for the creator who taught her to share.

Also as a manifestation of how much he loves Lamiah, his friend who he also considers as his soul mate.

Lama Lilis teperkur, on top of that prayer mat. While hands that do not stop spinning prayer beads, chanting prayers and all praise to the creator, just asking to strengthen the soul.

Lilis fell down in her prostration, begging for mercy on her owner khalik. In order to remain on his side, his decision was the best one.

While in another room.

Perfumed bridal chamber sandalwood dominated by the red color of the scarlet means the owner has a personality full of enthusiasm, courage, pehuh joy, strong and also hot exciting.

Lamiah's white body certainly always looks suitable in any color to dress her perfect body.

On her first night, Lamiah had actually prepared an orange-colored lingerie that was a combination of red and yellow. Giving the impression of warm, excited and optimistic, confident in his ability to conquer his best friend's husband.

Irsam already knows a lot about preparing for the first night of his bride tonight. There was not a single flaw that he did not know of a second woman who might also be in his madness even more than his first wife.

The atmosphere of the bridal room was strengthened in the light of tiny lanterns hanging uniquely in the sky of a pair of newlyweds.

Irsam without hesitation since then only used a waist-styled silk kimono, such as after having finished bathing without any clothes on the inside.

Both of them have been on a bed of small flower-shaped embroidered cloth, giving the impression of a doormat for the creature on it.

Lamiah and Irsam weren't kids yesterday afternoon who didn't know what to do on the first night of their wedding. Irsam is even more experienced because this is second to him.

The two of them are now a legal husband and wife, who of course have both longed for each other. Without having to sin.

Moreover, Irsam, who has often seen a body that is secretly in his crazy even though only from behind the glass screen.

Irsam smiled smrik, now the body can he touch. Now with his naked eyes Irsam looked at the body that was still hidden behind a thin lacy sexy cloth.

Irsam was furious, staring at the giddy half-naked body before him. He was worried, where to start. Because all the offerings want all of them to be complete.

Lamiah's soft, delicate hand had now first grabbed her chin without hesitation, then delivered with a sentausa leading inevitably to her pomegranate-red lips.

Lamiah fiercely pounced on Irsam's thick lips that yesterday had given a sensation of heat, running through his blood flow. Making him dissatisfied, his mind insanely forced him to take the now legitimate part into his possession.

"Dede naughty.." whispered Irsam in between stretching the wet kiss.

"Deeding to dede ga tal." The answer is no less bad.

There is no need to doubt about Irsam's hand skills. Which of course has shimmered through what he used to raid on the entire surface of the skin that he has long resisted his desire for particles.

The orange lingeri is only a feature, for the sake of sufficient requirements to look like a perfect offering in general.

In fact, now the mesh fabric, the thin lacy has been barked rigidly under the body of the owner.

Now the white solid mound with a pinkish appearance has spread ready to be sipped, in lu mat even slightly bitten slowly. Enjoyable for nothing.

Like being stung by electricity, Lamiah's body responds to the attack from her husband.

The pleasure that is difficult to understand when for the first time the touch can finally be felt in real.

Irsam grabs Lamiah's hand, leading him to his pet dragon hermitage, who has long wanted to meet the new nest, which will also be the place to meet.

Irsam felt the need to guide a little, so that the delicate fingers were clutching fully and doing up and down movements on the dragon's head that still felt tame there.

The dragon is not yet fully aware, that its handler is not yet learned. So you have to be patient if only what he feels still feels bland, not good at snatching.

The position of their bodies is still sideways facing, so that occasionally Lamiah can still see clearly the shape of the dragon head which in his taste is getting bigger. The hand still continues to apply the newly downloaded knowledge.

Now Irsam pointed Lamiah's head towards his chest while whispering.

"Do the same as you did to Dede's chest."

Lamiah obediently, the butting tub he immediately docked to the chest of the hairy field. As much as possible, peeling, lat menji wet any surface that he can make prey to sting and bite with anxiety. But not brave to be broken.

Irsam smiled amusedly, when he realized his second wife was very minimal experience. However, it quickly absorbed everything he had exampleed.

"Make it red, like this as much as possible until it's full of dede dear." Point it at the mound he made some traces of redness in Lamiah's chest shoot.

By not taking off the hand that seemed comfortable stroking the dragon's head there. Now Lamiah is like a kitten who continues to strain on her husband's chest, in order to do the command that is also now very much enjoyed. But still not impregnated.

Irsam felt the need to increase the volume of pleasure that must also be dedicated to Lamiah the second wife.

Now his fingers have reached the surface of the lips of goa, which he had only been able to peek from between the cover cloth that he sometimes still hid, and only briefly he showed. Making Irsam bristling with curiosity will taste that may be different from his first wife gave.

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