Love Conspiracy

Love Conspiracy
I don't want a second round


Today it is never expected if the whole has Diandra after a full struggle twists and turns and lengths. Austin felt very grateful because he was now very strong and wanted to satisfy his wife.


A man's physique is not as strong as it seems when talking about power issues in bed. A man will be very weak if very long does not love, surely once started, it will only last a few minutes because quickly *******.


Unlike if you often make love, it will last long enough and not easy***** as today he feels very proud to be able to repeatedly make the wife busy sighing and reaching the peak of pleasure.


The cause is not because he often make love because all this time refrained from touching without the permission of the woman he loved so much.


The real thing is that he does it himself every night in the bathroom because while sleeping he always hugs Diandra and just like that makes the excitement of passion rise up, he said, so that venting lust without touching by playing alone.


He married Diandra not only on the basis of lust, but really very sincere to love and make the woman happy. So, despite not making love for a month after being the legal husband of his wife, remain faithful to the marriage.


Perhaps if another man, he would never be able to stay and be faithful because his maleness instinct is greater than his sense. It is very different from a woman who prioritizes logic over lust.


Austin, who was still moving wildly, now heard a shrill voice with hunting breath.


"Darling ...."


Diandra who was gasping with hunting breath, now felt very exhausted.


"What, Honey?" Austin now listens to the wishes of his wife.


Still by normalizing the roar of breath, Diandra now directs the right palm to the sixpack stomach full of these tight muscles. "I'm so tired."


Austin now began to understand and did not want to further torture women with sweat flooding the face. "I'm sorry for torturing you, honey. Are you satisfied?"


"You really tortured me," exclaimed Diandra who was currently directing her hand to pinch.


Austin just chuckled amusedly at the look of that adorable face because Diandra's lips were pursed. Assume if it is a pinch of love, let alone not feel pain at all.


"I want you to be satisfied with my service, princess," said Austin, who leaned over to whisper near Diandra's earlobe and then took a bite there.


"Darling, stop!" sigh Diandra who felt very keen due to the naughty actions of the man who was still busy playing around there.


Not wanting to upset Diandra, now Austin again whispered for the umpteenth time by listening to each other's heartbeats.


Austin once had a great pleasure when he first did with Diandra. I want to feel the same position again.


"Just relax, I'm not gonna get you pregnant, honey."


Austin, now busy looking for the peak of pleasure, immediately withdrew as soon as he issued evidence of his outburst of passion.


"Say some of my friends, wearing it's not very nice, honey." Austin, who had just finished everything, was now sitting next to his wife.


Meanwhile, Diandra just kept quiet because he was confused about how to. This was the first time she had received a thank you for carrying out her duties as a wife.


So, it feels a little weird. Diandra thought she was not used to it, but was very happy with all of Austin's gentle treatment, so it was like being a luckiest woman could have an excellent husband.


"Don't thank me because I just want you to be forever loyal to me and promise never to leave me by having an affair with another, prettier woman."


Then she gave her little finger and wished her husband would link there without hesitation.


Without a second thought, Austin's reflexes instantly hooked the little finger and promised. "I swear on behalf of Aksa, that I will never have an affair with another woman. All my life, just gonna love you and make me the only queen in my heart."


Then kiss the back of the wife's hand to express her true feelings. Hoping that Diandra will forever not remember the past because he thinks if it goes back to what it used to be, not sure it can be like this.


"I love you so much, my wife."


"Me too" said Diandra with a shy smile when replying to the expression of love.


Although it actually feels very strange, but do not want to dispute anything today and focus on happiness.


Suddenly Diandra remembered something and immediately stared at the figure of the man before him. "Darling, it'll be school time soon. I have to pick up my son."


Austin, who is now moving to grab his cell phone, justifies a word from Diandra.


"There's still an hour left, honey. Why rush? You are acting like Aksa's mother because you love her like a son. Thank you for being a good mother." The real Austin felt his words were ridiculous as it was impossible to tell the truth.


For him, everything that happened was enough. That nothing can match happiness when mother and child love each other.


Despite having to do a lie, but take wisdom if a mother who does not remember her son at all, but can be close and finally re-express affection.


"I have to take a shower and need time to pick up for fear of being stuck in traffic. Quickly help me get to the bathroom?" Diandra every day is very excited when he has a routine schedule such as picking up Aksa home from school.


He felt very happy when Aksa did not feel ashamed at all when picked up by a disabled woman like her. However, Aksa remained affectionate regardless of her physical disability, so she felt very happy and very affectionate towards the boy known to be the son of her husband.


"All right, we'll be ready. Better take a bath together and I'll help you" exclaimed Austin, who was now moving down from the bed and bent over to carry his wife to the bathroom.


Meanwhile, Diandra felt very embarrassed because her husband invited her to take a bath together. However, as there was no other option, so just shut up and put both hands behind the back neck of the man who was carrying into the bathroom.


"Don't mess around in the shower" he said, not wanting another round in the bathroom.


To be continued...