Marrying My Brother's Fiancee
EPISODE 69 FALLS IN LOVE WITH HIS OWN WIFE
(After part rather tense with the former, this kind and not arrogant author wants romantic part love first, ya🤭Don't forget the under-adult must skip😅)
Raka roams Sarah's body, with her hands, full of feelings.
"Honey, doctor Yogi said...,"
"Stt...!" Raka put her index finger on Sarah's lips.
"Doctor Yogi has never been married, he doesn't know what it's like, so newlyweds." Seloroh Raka then tilted Sarah's body carefully.
"But, we've been married a long time, not newlyweds anymore."Sarah said, though she did not resist when Raka began to kiss her whole body.
"Wikipedia says it's been a while, but unboxing is new."Raka once said in between his busy life.
"Em..but I'm already pregnant...."Sarah reminded.
"That's because I'm the topcer."Answer Raka accordingly.
"That's not what I mean." Kill Sarah.
"Then what?"
"How's baby?"
Raka looked at Sarah's face with some hesitation, then placed her face on Sarah's stomach.
"Darling, papa wants to peek at you for a while, you just sleep inside. Papa promised to be slow and very careful."Raka said as if talking to Sarah's stomach.
Sarah could not help but laugh, with Raka's mannerisms.
"St...He said, ok!" Raka raised her head, with a serious face, of course making Sarah even more chuckling.
Suddenly Raka infiltrated her chest with a sudden movement, Sarah glared at her husband,
"Darling, not there." The whisper of Sarah.
"Why?"
"My tits hurt these past few days."
"It must be because of that hormone again!" Rutuk Raka with an annoyed face.
"Yes, said mbak sister just as I asked, because of the effect of this hormone, blood flow to the breast will increase continuously...the number of mammary glands increases and the fat layer in the breast becomes thicker causing the breast to feel pain and more sensitive to the touch...." Sarah answered regretfully making Raka a little disappointed to play around in her favorite area.
But Raka still did her ritual, unbuttoning Sarah's superiors one by one even though Sarah was lecturing and showing off her recollection of the story of the sister, Yogi's assistant doctor.
Then Raka's eyes were blown away at the mound that stood challenging her face, towering chewy with a slightly brownish, stiffening put*ng slightly.
"But, thanks to that strange hormone, at least these two are bigger than usual." Raka chuckles.
Sarah scowled bitterly at her husband, who always teased her in every situation.
"Darling, may yea.,"Raka looked at the mountain while gulping his own saliva.
"Can what?"
"Sweet it a little."
"Is this really candy?"
"It seems, more seductive than candy." Raka
"Later sick...." Sarah bites her lower lip, as Raka pulls her waist.
They both hugged each other in a lying position.
Sarah's chest was really like a cleft cleft of a mountain, arranged to form a narrow gap in the middle.
"I'll slow down." Pinta Raka groans, then welcomes a small nod of Sarah's resignation.
Raka mouched the put*ng that stuck it out gently alternately, making it even more stiff. Then with her warm tongue, Raka twisted it, sipping it slowly.
"Darling, it doesn't hurt, does it?" Raka muttered while pulling her mouth from there. Sarah did not answer only an indistinct sigh, but her hand pulled Raka's head back to its original position.
"I want more, baby...." Whisper Sarah shamelessly again.
Raka gave a small smile, looking at his wriggling wife hugging her neck.
Then obediently Raka made the request of the wife, playing her tongue there, occasionally poking and sipping it a little strongly.
Jemari Raka went down to flick the plisket skirt worn by Sarah, infiltrating between Sarah's thighs docked. Looking for something she really wants.
Sarah let out a sighing sound that rhymed with her increasingly irregular breath. Sarah really enjoyed it, her passion as if burned Raka perfectly.
Raka meng*mbu his wife was slowly and carefully like holding expensive porcelain. Sarah's clothes in the form of a press body blouse, the buttons are no longer hooked in place. Sarah's bra was pulled down the chest making the twin hills poking full.
Raka pulls Sarah's triangular cover up to her ankle. While Raka herself somehow had to remove her bottom clothes, even though the Tshirt tops are still attached to the body.
When Sarah was no longer able to open her eyes, Raka kissed her half-opened lips greedily.
"Honey, we're starting, yeah...." Whisper Raka with breath no less heavy.
Sarah did not agree, but her sigh explained well the same desire of her.
Raka pierced through the curve slowly, Sarah bit her lips firmly welcoming something that slashed making her whole body tremble wonderfully.
And Raka did it slowly and gently, staring intently at every change in his wife's face. Very afraid of his every move hurting his wife.
The rhythm was slow, at first so pleasant but the longer, Sarah looked impatient.
"Darling, let me finish." Sarah pushed on her husband's body, made Raka lie down next to her, then with no regard for Raka's dumbfounded face, she flicked her skirt, positioned herself on top, and in the next second, she flipped over, Sarah really showed off her instinctive skills.
Raka could only gape, enjoying it with the sound of gasping breath. And at the end of that fight, they both sprawled. Like a fish stranded on the shore.
Some time they both lay down while holding hands while their eyes closed while adjusting their breath.
They enjoy the intimacy as husband and wife who love and want each other.
There is nothing more sacred than the intimate relationship of a married couple that does so by pouring all the affection on the legitimate relationship in the eyes of God and society.
They do so without fear and doubt, without worry and worry.
Unlike if done by two people who are not legal partners, of course, racing against time, circumstances and risking calm because of the sin of forbidden relationships is always not a matter of calming the heart if done.
Raka carried Sarah's hand that had been in her hand, then placed it on her chest that was still pounding hard.
"Darling, do you remember the first time I kissed you?" asked Raka without opening her eyes
"When?"
"When in the kitchen? You accidentally hugged me when Deasy asked for ice cream?"
"It wasn't a kiss, it was an accident!" Sarah turned her face to Raka in protest.
"Know you? After that, my chest pounded so hard even to see you it felt so nervous." Raka turned her face towards Sarah. Then they looked at each other.
"All night, I couldn't sleep in one bed with you, even though that spoiled brat was between the two of us.
I closed my eyes, but my mind was floating around." Raka said like a child confessing a sin.
"From that day on, I realized my feelings for you weren't the same anymore. I've fallen in love with my own wife."
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