Missing Without Time Limits.
The anger was delayed first, yes.

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"You what!" Zivanna glared fiercely at her husband who was repeatedly seen swallowing his saliva, the woman was deliberately teasing him, because she was quite upset by the accusations made by Agaru.

"Bec ... Honey, the anger's on hold first huh?" said Raga nervously, his eyes could not be separated from the innocent body of the wife who plastered seductive faith that is not thick enough.

"Can't, I want to be angry for a week .." ketus Zivanna, she looks like she's wearing a bra and her blemish*a da*am, deliberately lingering, she looks like she's wearing a bra, to make the man whose status is her husband grow restless.

"Can not be postponed first a few hours, after that in continuing his anger is okay." unyielding, Raga continues to seduce, eager to hit the sexy body directly, the, but he was afraid that Zivanna would get angry.

"Mas ngeselin, just plainly accused me of being nothing." Zivanna was on her waist, still with a half-plain body.

"I'm sorry, sweetie. Don't be mad again huh?" Raga moved forward, and as quickly as lightning grabbed the wife's slender waist, clutching it tightly until their chests stuck together.

"What do you want?" plain Zivanna asked, her two eyes flashing adorablely.

Raga attacks the thin, natural-red lips without the lipstick, kisses it passionately, sips it gently, and Zivanna can only resign herself, and begins to reciprocate Raga's ever-sobering fondling.

Without feeling Zivanna draped both hands on Raga's neck, making her husband more eager to twitch each other's tongues and exchange saliva.

Raga pushed Zivanna's body slowly towards the bed, while continuing to kiss, so that without feeling Zivanna's body had collapsed on the bed and stretched resignedly.

Raga stared at his wife's body with a misty look, she removed her belt and pants, the latter took off the boxer and also her pants*dal, and Zivanna could see the agarwood combat tool that had stiffened and was ready to prey on her.

Zivanna swallowed her rough saliva, her eyes unblinkingly observing an object that could give her worldly pleasure, until Raga knew she had confined herself, the two resumed the fondling.

Raga's right hand began to wander, creeping on Zivanna's smooth skin, until it reached his wife's two chewy mounds, which made her opiate, Raga squeezed it gently, after which it slipped behind Zivanna's body, and the rest of the body was slouched, find the bra hook and release it impatiently.

The two humans who had been rolled by the passion were already both innocent, and Raga started their union, leaving for a moment when her combat tools had perfectly immersed in Zivanna's core body.

Then Raga began to spur her body on Zivanna's body, making the woman under her cage powerless to hold her sigh*, Raga continues to spur her body, Raga continues to drive her body, and the two men continue to pursue the peak of pleasure they have not yet felt.

Raga and Zivanna both moaned at the same time as the release had rolled them over, and Raga dropped her body beside the wife.

"Thank you, dear.I love you." whispered Raga as she kissed Zivanna gently on the forehead, and Zivanna simply smiled, with breath still panting, because of the remnants of their struggle earlier.

"May the seed I plant, one of which may grow into a fetus, which will pass on our generation." Do'a Raga was sincere, his right hand stroking his wife's flat stomach which was only covered with a blanket.

"Amijn ..."

Raga slipped Zivanna's son of hair behind her ear.

"Don't be angry again yeah, I'm sorry."

Zivanna smiled sweetly then nodded her head, how could she be angry at this man who was so sweet and gentle, feeling not knowing herself if she had to sulk at her husband.

"Mas don't accuse me like that either."

"Yes, I'm sorry. I'm too jealous, so hearing you discuss Danu, my emotions immediately popped up." Raga laughed embarrassedly, felt silly, was as old as this still jealous for no reason.

"Hemm, now can I tell you more?" zivanna asked, she was now lying on her back, her right hand held tightly by Raga.

"About Danu?"

"Yes, can't you?"

Raga seemed silent and thoughtful, but she finally nodded, giving his wife permission to discuss about Danu.

"Say ..."

"Sir Danu, have you got a lover yet?"

"Know I am, not yet. But don't know, too, honey, we never talked about her boyfriend ."

"That's it."

"What the hell is it?"

"I intend to match Mr. Danu with Rani."

"What!"

*connect ...

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