
The chirping of birds in the morning and the glare of the sun disturb the sleep of a woman as well as a wife who will soon become a mother. Vika blinked her eyes adjusting the lighting to her retina
When his consciousness was full, he was aware of his condition which was far from good. She was in her husband's arms without a thread. Last night there was a tempestuous lovemaking process that made Vika's blood rustle when he imagined it. Her body felt a little exhausted from being pounded almost overnight by her never-satisfied husband
Vika is grateful, at least last night Marcel was so gentle and so understanding that made Vika lulled and dissolved in the game that should have happened between them, at least Marcel was not as broad as the night of the incident at that time
Vika noticed Marcel's face was closed, a perfectly sculpted face. Handsome, not his inner power denied that fact. The man looked so peaceful while asleep as if without any burden of thought and the man was her husband. Vika can not say anything, she does not know to be happy or vice versa with the flow of her destiny
"I had to get up before Marcel woke up" his inner trying to move moved Marcel's large hand framing his plain waist. The man hugged her possessively
As soon as the hand was successfully released, just a split second back hugging tightly to her waist, Vika choked. Back to trying to take off that hand. But now instead of being detached even more tightly embraced her, even her innocent body is now attached to the field of her husband
Vika held back her chest with both arms while twitching wanting to break away. Sometimes his eyes glanced at Marcel's face which was still closed
"Don't move much. You wake him up again" Marcel said in his voice without opening his eyes, enjoying his wife's movements that made his desire recur. Vika's eyes were rounded, her body frozen. Marcel was awake
Vika's face immediately turned red while looking down, no longer moving. The two fell silent, Marcel seemed to enjoy the situation. However, Vika who was no longer able to in that state tried to forcefully remove the hand of Marcel who hugged him until unconsciously his movement succeeded in making Marcel open his eyes and look at Vika's face from a very close distance
"I told you! Don't move much, you wake him up again" said Marcel staring fixed eyes Vika who returned nervous
'Waking it up' what does it mean? Vika wondered
" Don't-don't.....Nok" cried out inwardly as he realized what Marcel meant. Vika's body can feel it
When the wife was busy with her thoughts, Marcel took the opportunity to turn his body over oppress the wife until now he was above the wife he overcame
"What are you doing? Unhand me!" vika asked the husband who returned to display his perverted smile without answering himself
"Let go, I have to go and why are you doing this to me?" vika asked again, she looked very nervous as she tried to cover her plain chest that was exposed. Marcel smiled intently, looking at Vika's face as he pulled the child's hair that covered the beautiful face of the wife
"You ask why? That's a good question. I have three good answers. First, I did it because I wanted to say hello to my son in your womb. Second, because it's my right as a husband and third, you don't reject it at all and instead seem to enjoy it very much and reply to it, dear" hearing that answer, Vika choked on her own spit, she said, without warning, his face turned red. It was indeed a fact, he really enjoyed the activities last night. However, at this time he had regained his senses from his mistake and decided to leave the bed immediately
Ignoring her blushing face with her naked body, Vika tries to return the gaze of her husband who just keeps showing his mysterious smile. Marcel's sharp eyes noticed Vika's agitated movements. He is determined, will not care about Vika who likes and only loves Markus. Marcel would make his wife fall in love with his charm according to what he planned
"go away! Please release me" Pinta Vika restlessly under the confinement of her husband's body. Her innocent body rubbing against the body of the husband made it very uncomfortable, there was a wild mind encroaching on her brain
Vika still trying to cover his chest with both hands made Marcel chuckle skeptically, it's useless his wife covered it because with just a single blow, Marcel will again master it
"Unfortunately can't, dear. You have kept him awake, so now do your job well" he continued, bringing his face closer to his wife. Vika nodded
"No, it's morning. We have to get down for breakfast" said Vika quickly, hoping Marcel would listen. Marcel's laughter widened
' This woman is so innocent' he thought. He doesn't need breakfast at this time
"You will be my breakfast" said Marcel completely who again floated a hot kiss on Vika who was only able to round her eyes, she did not think with her husband's lust that was passionate as if never satisfied when last night she was quite exhausted serving her perverted husband
Marcel never messed with his words. The man again fondled the wife with a hand that returned to moving wildly touching the body that was supposed to be his
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By noon, Vika and Marcel had just come out of their bridal room, making Mr. Trisna smile cheerfully. He thought, if so continue maybe he will immediately carry a grandson
It is clear if both of them have just run out of the process of making love. Many signs can be seen decorating the body of his daughter or his daughter-in-law's body even though Vika tried to hide it so as not to be too flashy
But behind all that. Vika had to be honest with her feelings, her heart warmed up just now after their tussle process was over, Marcel kissed her soft forehead feelingly and smiled warmly at her. A smile that her husband rarely showed
However, that is not what makes her happy and wrong behavior but a strand of sentences that are spoken from the cleavage of her husband's lips shortly after Marcel released a kiss on his forehead
"You look so pretty. I think I like you, my wife" the phrase that made Vika freeze could no longer move and her mind could no longer walk, it did not matter if after that Marcel kissed a glance of his lips and immediately raised his innocent body to the bathroom to clean himself. Vika still could not believe her hearing
Worry begins to shake what has been in principle, Vika does not understand her own feelings at this time. One side she is bound to swear by another man but she feels so comfortable with her husband now. His rejection of the husband meant nothing at all, as if a huge magnet was pulling him closer to Marcel
Vika glanced at Marcel who was displaying his gentle smile, making Vika look down embarrassedly at the activities just a moment ago before they ate without Vika noticing, Marcel's face showed such a mysterious impression
New plans begin
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Critics and suggestions expectedππ