My husband is my Prospective In-law
Darren's Fuck

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Irene began to wake up from her sleep, but still closed both eyes. His breathing at this moment was like being squeezed by something that was extremely stifling his chest.

"Why does it look like someone is beating my body?" Irene murmured full of questions.

Irene also began to blink both eyes many times to sharpen the look of her eyes. As his bead eyes began to catch an object, it was currently sleeping beside him. Irene gasped in shock, but she quickly held herself back, so as not to make a sound that would wake the owner of the hand that was currently hugging her tightly, so as not to make a sound, it was as if Irene's body was in lieu of a bolster.

"If only when you fall asleep you hug me, but I feel comfortable, even like the child in my womb, also feel happy," Irene said a smile on her face while staring fixedly at Ansel's face.

Irene endlessly smiled, she was very happy, because she could finally sleep in the same bed as her husband.

"It means Ansel took me to bed. The last thing I remember, I was sitting in front of the door last night. Even now that my body was covered, did Ansel do it? If true, is it possible that Ansel has already considered me a wife and has acknowledged this child that I bear," Irene's inner self with her own thoughts.

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In the room, Dyra still feels awkward, as Darren continues to force her to comply with him to take a bath together.

"Hm... Hm.. I'm ashamed, Hubby!" said Dyra shyly, with a face that increasingly red.

Darren smiled faintly, then he pinched the top of Dyra's pointed nose with both fingers.

"Not to be ashamed, dear. We've become husband and wife, even I've memorized every inch of your beautiful body, as well as you who must have known my whole body," darren said as he groaned every inch of his wife's body.

Dyra tries to hold Darren's increasingly guerrilla face tasting all parts of Dyra's curves, so that the lust in him begins to creep up.

"Hubby! Stop making me ticklish. Okay, I'll take a shower with you!" dyra shouted so keenly, as her husband's lips and tongue more and more prankily wet every sensitive area of her body.

Darren chuckled complacently while stopping what he had done. He began to stand up while grabbing Dyra's hands, to help his wife, to get up from her sleeping position and step with her into the bathroom.

Dyra gasped in shock and immediately raised a protest at her husband, who was currently smiling with satisfaction, seeing the behavior of Dyra who was covering the twin hills and the valley of her paradise with both hands.

"Hubby, are you all right? Why pull my blanket, let's get it back here!" pinta Dyra forced, which had already imprinted a deep frown on her forehead.

Darren, who was standing before Dyra, bent his body, until his face became very close.

"I told you, there's no need for anything to be covered up from me, baby!" whispered Darren in a soft voice, and his fingers slipped the strands of Dyra's hair that had broken behind the woman's ears, so that he could see the beautiful face of his perfect wife.

Dyra looked down in shame, choosing silence rather than answer and even long-tail.

Darren grew increasingly anxious to see Dyra's face increasingly red, he immediately carried his wife's body suddenly and took her into the bathroom. Darren no longer heard his wife's screams asking to be let down, as he would only lower Dyra in the bathroom.

Upon arrival in the bathroom, Darren closed the door tightly and did not forget to lock it, so that the author and the readers all could not peek at what they both did in there.

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