LILIS - LAMIAH HELL TWO LOVE
CHAPTER 12: HEAVEN IS TRUE

The atmosphere of the bridal room was still blazing, stirring like a raging ocean in the waves.

Lamiah was not aware of the floundering movements of her body, as the fingers felt wildly sneaking in, coming out with a fairly fast rhythm.

Lamiah stopped her act of pecking at her husband's field. His body is no longer slanted. But supine with the condition of the thighs that he can not close.

"Abaaaa.. aaacch." Lamiah's whimper was unbearable when the sensation of the tongue game felt twisted like lost and sticky there.

Irsam doesn't care.

"Baaaang.. dede wants to pee." That sentence was able to stop the brutal action down there. Irsam again aligned his head which then did not care about any sentence spoken by his second wife.

As a result of his own actions, now his desire is even more passionate. If earlier Irsam can arbitrarily spoil the lips goa down there. Now it's the dragon's turn to ask for offerings. The brainless head no longer cared who the handler would control. What he asked for was the same treatment, as he had already often felt.

With a slightly flattened face in the recumbent position. Now Irsan's hand cupped Lamiah's head and ushered forcefully, in order for Lamiah to tame the dragon that was about to rampage down there.

Lamiah is inexperienced, but that does not mean not trying to learn. He knew, he had seen. Then he positioned his body as comfortable as possible to do with all his memory, he began to stumble, slowly rotate the edges of the mushroom's head, sucking even a small bite of the dragon he had just known.

"Dede is good at playing." Irsam said as he continued to squeeze whatever was still up for him to squeeze on the surface of the body almost finished he explored.

Irsam felt the dragon had thrashed asking for more, even the feeling of wanting to vomit he felt had grown closer.

So slowly Irsam has returned Lamiah in his original position, which is under his body.

"Dede.we continue on the core movement yes. Dede must be strong, brother try to slow down." Irsam's promise not answered by Lamiah.

Because, what they have done since then has made it wet with sweat, also the sense of urination that suddenly comes but also suddenly disappears.

Irsam began to sail the sea down there, he hummed the head of a dragon that had longed to dive into the deepest sea.

But the situation has not sided with the dragon's head, it is not that easy as a diving dragon while the sea is still blocked by the portal.

Even the road is not all in the stub. What is the meaning of the index finger movement of Irsam earlier, compared to the dragon head which is 7 times larger than the index finger.

Irsam repeatedly pushed his waist, moving in a rhythm that he could still master. But the erotic groan that came out of Lamiah's mouth made her wretched.

"Arrghhh... Abba..." Spoiled breath.

"Why ...?"

"Eeecchhmmm." The sentence sounded more gaunt teasing, asking to be tormented.

"Hold me dear. brother's almost done."

"Armghghh abaaa..." Lamiah was struggling, between pain and trembling. It caused a stir that made Irsam out of control.

"Honey. brother can not slow down. Hold on this is gonna hurt." Said Irsam pressing, stomping, forcibly breaking through the portal inside there.

"Aaauuuchh." The sweat and tears of Lamiah mixed into one indistinguishable.

It may be true that the feeling of pain and happiness felt together is love.

"Is this what heaven says?" that innocent question just escaped from Lamiah's mouth.

Irsam smiled amusedly in the face of the innocence of his second wife.

"Sick baby...?" asked Irsam stretched but remained above his body.

Lamiah nodded with a raised smile.

"Again, yes, just hit the portal. To nirwananya has not reached dede dear." Irsam is indeed never enough if only one release.

"Break for a minute can bang. Dede's afraid of getting sick again." His ink on Irsam who looked patiently plucked the dragon's head from his nest.

"Look, it hurt because it hit the portal. After this it won't hurt like that, dear dede." Irsam said pointing to the dragon's head filled with virgin blood from Lamiah's cave.

Lamiah is not yet fully prepared, but Irsam's selfishness appears. So in the next minute he seemed to be racing back in a melody that was slower. As if looking for inspiration, while busy mopping mounds that are not bored for him to sip.

And it turns out that sure enough, the next upheaval was beyond Lamiah's expectations. More can be enjoyed, it can be absorbed and alive. The twitch down there was earthy with the impact of the dragon head that was no longer fierce but still felt hard leading, raining even deeper making it right now feel that heaven is real.

At the unity of umpteenth time Irsam finally collapsed, while Lamiah had realized that the stand was almost helpless.

Irsam was still conscious, on the wall next to his first wife. Then they should be able to play a role, if their game tonight is not to make it flounder.

So with the rest of the power, Irsam carried Lamiah to the bathroom.

They soak in warm water while collecting residual energy that seems not so drained.

"De Miah. Very scrumptious. I'm sorry, brother couldn't slow down. To the point of dede in pain. Tomorrow I hope the road of dede doesn't change. Because, whatever. For a while we should not openly show our affection." Say Irsam while gently massaging Lamiah's head with shampoo.

"Dede tau bang. Dede is only the second woman. So it's only natural that dede is always in the duakan number." Lamiah's reply sounded resigned.

"Don't love, brother didn't mean to subordinate dede. But, because it's new. It's possible that he's not fully aware that our love has become a triangle. Brother asked dede to understand and give up first with all the arrangements he made. After all, if it wasn't him, Dede would never know what the world's paradise feels like." Irsam very well.

"Dede understands my dear brother, my hero. Take it easy, as much as possible dede will be steadfast when in the eyes of dede, brother making out with him. But, don't blame dede if that happens, dede will avenge everything in our room." Urai Lamiah won't lose

"Wauw.it sounded like a threat and a punishment to my brother. It's up to Dede how. You are ready to accept punishment in any form. Just don't ask your brother to stop loving Dede." Irsam was heard to have been hooked on making out with his new wife.

Both ended the activity. Irsam seemed full of warmth serving his wife, gently drying her body. Then pay attention to Lamiah's slow-looking way of walking.

"Still sick de...? tanyanya while holding his wife's friendly and then sitting in front of the dressing table.

While his body just he put a towel on his waist.

"It hurts a little." Answer Lamiah who is now busy installing his clothes. And Irsam was no less busy drying his wife's hair. So that when you wake up tomorrow, both heads are not wet.

Bast...

Hufth.

OTW shower autor also with gini🤭