Mirages
Breakfasted

After lingering on the bed, Mira wakes up and cleans herself, while Lingga is sitting on the sofa, checking her work sent by Nicholas by email.

About thirty minutes, Mira finished the bath and walked towards the walk in closet by wearing a towel wrapped around her body.

He casually walked past in front of Lingga, making the man's concentration distracted.

"Isshh ... does he deliberately tease me?" the Linga Geruru made stiffened because she saw the smooth body of the beautiful and sexy woman.

The phallus chooses to refocus in front of its tab, and finish the work that is increasingly piling up.

Mira has come out of the dressing room, wearing a sleeveless army green dress with knee length. He walked to the dresser and sat there.

"Sister, we're going to my place, right?" mira asked while applying serum to her face.

"Ehm ... Which friend of yours, Mir?" ask Lingga without looking at the woman.

"That's you know, Brother, I just gave you a look at the photo on the sosmed," exclaimed Mira.

The phallus seems to remember.

"Oh ... What is Mia's name?" say Lingga.

"Yes, Brother. Make it?" ask Mira to make sure.

"Alright," said Lingga who was still busy with a flat screen on his lap.

Mira who had been staring at her reflection in the mirror, finally turned her head because the man who never moved from his seat.

"Sister," call Mira.

"Ehm .. Yes, Mir." Lingga answered but his gaze was still not switched from his tab screen.

Mira got up and walked towards Lingga who was focusing on her work. The woman immediately sat on the lap of Lingga, so that the man immediately removed the tab to the side and made room for Mira.

"Mir, why are you sitting here?" ask Lingga confused.

Mira wrapped her arms around the man's neck, and struggled spoiled there.

"Son, what did I say?" asked Mira with a sullen face.

The phallus placed its tab on the side, and also wrapped its arm around Mira's stomach.

"Which one?" ask Lingga back while swiping the tip of his nose into the woman's nose.

"Ehm. Not horrified, right? Definitely not horrified," said Mira sulked.

"Denger. What you said was going to your place, right? It was also answered," replied Lingga pinching his female cheek.

"Ehm ... Keep on, why don't you wake up? Don't want to shower? Don't you wanna get ready?" cecar Mira is upset with pursed lips.

Lingga looked at his woman's face with anxiety, so he wanted to feel like he was pouncing on the woman.

Hah .. You really tortured me, Mira. If it wasn't for your troubled content, I would have pounced on you earlier, the Lingga mind.

The man pinched Mira's nose until the ice queen squealed in pain.

"Sir .. sick," complained Mira as she rubbed her nose.

"Gemes tau no," said Lingga chuckled.

"Isshhh ... Brother is busy?" ask Mira.

"No, why else?" ask Lingga who does not know what Mira means.

"Yes abisnya, From earlier I saw, Brother continues to be busy the same," complained Mira while referring to the tab that had been lying next to Lingga with his lips still forward.

"Oh .. so the story Mommy lil baby again cambek nih, because daddy lil baby did not pay attention from earlier?" the Linga Goda that makes Mira blush.

"Iihhh. I mean, if Brother is busy, yes I go there myself," said Mira who hit the little shoulder of his man.

"I'm not busy, honey. I'm just checking my work again, who knows something is not right," Lingga told the future mother of his children.

"But, it seems serious, until I'm not aware of it," lamented Mira.

"Well, when I was watching you come out of the bathroom with a towel? What if I was tempted? I don't want my baby lil until why-why," said Lingga while rubbing Mira's stomach is still very flat.

"Iiisshh ... the rubber is flat," ledek Mira commented*m her smile.

"But I like it when I am gombalin you? Huh huh? Huh uh?" goda Lingga who mengoel-noel chin Mira.

"Iiihhh .. know it! Watch out, I want to continue to touch up," exclaimed Mira who tried to get rid of Lingga's arm from her waist.

"No. Where was the ticket?" said Lingga who increasingly tightened his embrace on the waist of the beautiful woman.

"The ticket? What ticket?" ask Mira not understand.

Mira chuckled, and then cupped the two cheeks of Linga. He also gave a brief kiss that landed on the lips of the man.

"Muaah ..it's over!" said Mira.

"Ehm. It was too little," whined Lingga who again advanced her lips and drew closer towards Mira.

The woman again chuckled and peeked a little longer Lingga lips.

"Eeemmmmuuuuuaaahhhhh .. ah already! Later," muttered Mira who was about to wake up.

However, Lingga immediately pulled back Mira's body and she grabbed the woman's nape. A kiss landed on the lips of the beautiful woman.

The man gripped the ice queen's upper and lower lips, and gave a small bite there. His tongue invites Mira to link and twist each other, until they also exchange saliva.

"Eehhhmmmm ..," leng*han Mira was heard when Lingga's hand began to gently rub his back and climbed up, reaching the hook of his breast wrapping cloth.

However, Lingga then grabbed Mira's shoulder, and stopped the action. He then attached his forehead to Mira's forehead, while they set the breath that had been hunting.

"Udah enough. I'm afraid of deliverance" said Lingga, wiping a wet trail on Mira's lower lip.

The woman smiled so sweetly at the big man, and kissed the Lingga's forehead.

"I love you, Daddy's lil baby" said Mira right in Lingga's ear, hugging her.

"I love you too, Mommy is lil baby" said Lingga who returned Mira's embrace.

They also reviewed each other's smiles even though they did not look at each other. The warm and soulful embrace lasted long enough, until finally Lingga unraveled it and decided to take a bath.

Mira again get ready to continue by preparing breakfast that is quite late. The woman simply prepared a fried rice menu, complete with mushroom omelets. Not to forget he also made coffee for Linga and pregnant milk for himself.

When Mira was busy arranging the dining table, Lingga came down and approached Mira. The man hugged the woman from behind, and kissed Mira's cheekstick.

"Breakfast yuk!" bring Mira.

"Ehm ... What cook?" tanya Lingga who is still cool to focus his chin on Mira's shoulder.

"Of course of plain fried rice. I have made coffee for Brother too, you know," replied Mira who is still busy with her work.

Linga took off her embrace and sat on the chair that had been prepared by Mira.

The ice queen painstakingly served Lingga like a wife serving her husband. The woman took the fried rice and omelets, then gave them to the Linga. After that, he took it for himself.

"Where, Brother. Not delicious?" yanya Mira when she saw Lingga had already fed a spoonful to her mouth.

"Ehm ... ehm .. ehm ..," muttered Lingga who was like a cooking judge, about to give an assessment.

"Halah .. Hak Arya likes lebay. Just talk good what not, use the ham event .. hem ... ham ... hem ... everything," muttered Mira who sat down and ate her own food.

"Hem ... really, his mommy lil baby emang can not be seduced," complained Lingga who again feed his food into the mouth.

"Who said? You can," said Mira who also ate his food.

"Who? Who can fuck you, huh?" ask Lingga who immediately put his spoon and fork on the plate.

"The Daddy is lil baby," Mira replied lightly as she commented on her smile.

Linga immediately blushed. He returned to pick up his cutlery and enjoyed the woman's cooking.

"Issshhh .. You are yes, so you want to eat you know not anyway," said Lingga who looked at Mira while glancing one eye

"Awas. Ntar I report to the komnas protection of children and women you know," threatened Mira.

"Eh .. Don't dong!" prevent the Linga that immediately makes Mira bitter.

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