Mas Duda Looking For Mom Milk

Mas Duda Looking For Mom Milk
The last flight


Tama's expertise in the field of programming, indeed no doubt. Since long ago, despite taking S1 lectures in Educational Technology, but actually the passion owned by Tama is more to Technology. For that, when he took S2 college, then Tama deepened computer science and technology.


Anaya herself who used to work in a company with Tama also knows that her husband is very good at programming languages and also Algorithms. For that, when Tama told me all her achievements it felt like Anaya was very proud of her husband.


"I have no problem, once every two months to Singapore. The important thing is to take care of your heart, Mas," Anaya said solemnly.


Anaya could say so too because she believed fully in Tama. In addition, when her husband is required to fly to Singapore, at most only a few days are spent working there. It won't be forever.


"Definitely Dear .. I must always keep my heart for you, Anayaku," said Tama.


Anaya smiled, and then she saw the analogue on the table. It's almost midnight now. For that, it is better to be able to sleep at once, considering that her husband is also definitely tired after taking a flight from Singapore to Jakarta.


"You must be tired, right? Yuk, bobok .. let it be more tired and tired. 72 hours following the week of hack must be very dizzy too," said Anaya now.


"If you're tired, sure, darling. If you are dizzy, honestly dizzy. Like the word really racked the brain. Just, satisfied with the same result. In addition, I am also no longer dizzy, already got the cure," replied Tama.


Both of them slowly climbed into the bed. Really, Anaya is very happy. She should have slept alone tonight. But now she had her husband lying by her side. Anaya immediately hugged her husband.


"Such a cry, it can finally swoop down at you," I Anaya honestly said.


"Sama Darling .. I defend until looking for a plane ticket. Although the last flight to Jakarta, I bought ... all because my longing is so passionate to you," replied Tama.


Yes, a few hours after closing the ceremony, Tama looking for tickets to return to Jakarta. It was also because he wanted to meet Anaya. I can't stand it if I have to wait too long. Therefore, once there is a ticket to Jakarta for the day, Tama immediately buys it.


"All for love, right?" ask Anaya slowly.


"Hmm, yes .. for love, for the sake of longing to meet, for the sake of being able to hug you, my dear," Tama replied.


Slightly inched from her position that was originally lying down, now Anaya drew closer to her husband's face, with her palms touching the chest of her husband's field. Then Anaya put her lips right in the middle of the two folds of her husband's lips.


Chup!


"Thank you for coming home first. Despite the last flight, and home was so late. I Love you, Mas Husband," said Anaya.


The one whose eyes were already so tired, was still trying to smile. When Anaya fell back on her side, it was Tama's turn to shuffle. Now, the man placed himself perfectly by overlapping Anaya's body, and using the elbows of his hands that held his own weight.


"One kiss can be a burning fire, dear .. let alone after a long fast," replied Tama.


Anaya smiled there. "It's only been four days, too" Anaya replied.


"If you can every day, dear," replied Tama.


Now Tama is getting closer to his face, warm breath as if hit their faces. Anaya smiled there, even the woman had already brought her hands around her husband's neck. It was as if Anaya herself was preparing for what Tama was about to do. However, before the time came, Anaya then asked her husband.


"Aren't you sleepy?" tanyakanya.


There's a faint ring from Tama. "Open the fast first Darling .. let it sleep better," he replied.


Until Tama slowly opened her lips and began to clench Anaya's lips so gently. The sensation of sweet, warm, and wet instantly can Tama taste. This is a clear proof of his longing. So, now Tama kissed Anaya with a more hunting breath. Also, Anaya tried to keep up with her husband. Mutually frowning, sucking each other, and sucking each other. It was as if now the two were truly thirsty, and they were sipping the water of life that was sprinkled with the sweetness of the nectar of love.


Anaya firmly believes that this kiss coupled with longing is one way to reduce the longing that is so passionate. To the extent that Tama squinted a little face, looking for the right position and increasingly deepening his kiss. The lips meet the lips, the tongue meets the tongue, resulting in a perfect combination without gaps. If Tama is a beautiful instrument, then Anaya is the lyrics. Chime into a beautiful symphony, a song full of love.


Until slowly now the hand of the husband began to swallow stroking his back, palpating the curve for the sake of femininity in his body. Anaya tried to enjoy, although she actually knew that now her husband was also exhausted. However, without Anaya knowing it is now Anaya squeezes her husband's hair and pulls on the t-shirt worn by her husband, so Tama was shirtless there.


"Relatedly sleepy?" tama asked for a moment by pulling her face.


"You?"


"No .. before I finish everything" Tama replied.


Don't want to wait too long. The two lovebirds started moving slowly, but surely. Thread after thread was released from the bodies of both. Now, there was Tama's hand slowly squeezing the peach mound there, massaging it around, and pinching the peak. When Anaya squealed, Tama felt drowsy and tired of going out somewhere.


To the limit, Tama brought her face down and she drowned the peaches into her warm mouth. Kiss it, suck it, wipe it, even give bite after bite there. It was amazing, the storm shook Anaya's body. Her hand squeezed her husband's hair, with her eyes closed tight.


Right, now the spark that was not so much has now turned into burning embers. They burned and burned both.


"Mas Tama."


Finally the voice came out from Anaya's lips, as Tama kissed her gently and greeted her with a mouthful of intoxicating tongue. For Tama itself is quality time for both of them.


When Tama moved and now invaded the valley below. Anaya again shrieked and put down her ten toes. A taste he never refused. Trapped him and drowned him into the ocean of love. Feeling Anaya is ready, Tama then unites herself with a perfect bang.


"Annova ... Anaya!"


It was incredible. A warm and close greeting shows how beautiful the greeting is. Until Tama felt her blood flow more rapidly, and also her heart was pounding more and more. The murmur Tama felt made the man's face turn red and the sweat started to pour out just like that. A sense of pleasure and unity that is never enough to be defined with a variety of words and meanings.


Anaya who was panting, could only hug the husband who started moving there. Forward and backward so rhythmically. A shock, and also a clash that the two could hear together. However, the two agreed that it was a beautiful moment. Seductive movement that is increasingly solid, coupled with a faster tempo.


Sulut. Give and receive each other. It is a harmony of love. There are tones, rhythms, lyrics, all of which combine into one. A symphonic groove that seemed to be heard within the Heavenly Garden.


Tama closed her eyes tight, and she looked up.


"Annaya!"


Back Tama sounds soft and deep. Until Anaya hugged her husband tightly. Until at the limit Tama can no longer survive fireballs ready to burst. Yes, it spilled and filled all the heavenly cups of Anaya. Burning them both in the navel of an unbounded longing.  The culmination of giving up longing for the lover of the heart.


"I Love U, My Love!"


Tama spoke to his collapsed body on his wife. It's terrible and incredible. Tama could hear in his ears. Until for a moment Tama like losing the function of his ears, because of the terrible eruption that has just occurred.


"Love U too, Mas Husband," Anaya replied.


When there is friction of the magma plate, usually there will be tectonic earthquakes. But now what is happening is a big and terrible explosion. The explosion was not even able to predict how much its strength was with the Richter Scale.