My Husband's Infidelity

My Husband's Infidelity
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Nuri sobbing. He did not expect that it would hurt like this. Fazril who was also the first time to have a husband-wife relationship immediately felt panicked. He was trying to calm his wife who was currently enduring the pain in her core.


"I'm sorry, honey. I didn't know it was going to hurt like this" said Fazri, rubbing both sides of Nuri's face.


"He said he didn't bite, but he was very sick, Mas. It hurts even more than when my finger was scratched by a knife while I was cutting vegetables, the hyx!"


"I hear it will hurt the first time we do it, but later also the pain will disappear. Really."


"Lied!"


"I'm not lying, baby. I heard it from my married friends. They say, if you are used to the pain will disappear. If you don't believe me, try again. I'm still curious too."


"Always can? That's the junior who's so limp."


"It's easy. Enough in the same little elus you will also wake up again, hehehehe!" Fazril instantly smiled wryly.


"Ish, don't want akh! Tired of it, Mommy."


"Geli what's ticklish? She said it was funny?"


"Yes ... It was funny before I bit. Ta kirain ndak tajem is sharper than a knife. Sick tau."


"Try it again. Guaranteed it won't hurt again."


Nuri instantly fell silent as she grabbed the thick blanket that was currently covering her innocent body. He looked at the ceiling of the room with a blank look.


'Try again, huh? But my anus still hurts. If ndak in try, how can you know if it tastes good what ndak, ' Inner Nuri.


"Where? You're still curious, aren't you?" fazril asked immediately disperse the long daydream of a Nuri.


"Huh? Who said I was curious? Wong me-"


Nuri was forced to hold back her words because Fazril suddenly landed a kiss on her lips without cue.


The cup!


"Your lips are sweet, dear," Fazril said with a smile as he looked at his wife's face.


"Sweet? What is my lip candy?"


"Sweeter than candy."


"Basic gumbal. Tell me this Mas is seducing me."


"Who is seducing? The real person is like that."


"Mas Fazril was the first man to kiss me."


"Yes never. Wong I never dated, if the pursuers me buaaaanyak. From ordinary men to extraordinary men, they queue up to get my love."


"Keep, do you accept them all?"


"Ish, wong kingpin. How can I accept them all, I think I'm a girl? I have time for a date. I'd rather spend time working than going out."


"So in other words, I'm your first and last boyfriend, right?"


"More or less like that, Mas was lucky to marry a woman like me. It's beautiful, it's smart to cook, it's good."


"Haha! You can be narcissistic too. I'm not just lucky, but very lucky. Thank you for being my wife, Nuri. I love you, muach!" One kiss landed on Nuri's soft forehead.


Nuri closed her eyes, feeling how comfortable and peaceful she was when her husband's soft lips touched her forehead. However, the woman immediately opened her eyes when her husband's fingers suddenly squeezed the sensitive part of her body.


"Why would you like to do something?" tanya Nuri looked at her husband's face with perfectly rounded eyes.


"We try again, okay?" whinek Fazril, his palm immediately squeezed the round object belonging to his wife.


"My daughter's still sick, Mom. After all, it was that Mas was also weak. I won't be in later."


"Who has me still limp, see."


Bret down!


Fazril suddenly threw away the thick blanket that had originally covered almost his entire innocent body. Nuri screeched in surprise. He looked at the still foreign object in his eyes. The object appears to be standing upright and so sturdy, but looks reassuring.


"Waaah! Ko just stood up? When establishment? Though ndak I elus as Mas asked earlier you know." decak Nuri, somehow his blood immediately rippled after seeing the object that would be his favorite thing.


"Gosh, wife. You are really adorable. I really can't stand it anymore" decak Fazril immediately pounced on his wife without warning.


"Wait, Mas. Slow down, it still hurts."


"Yes, honey. I'll slow down, but open your legs first?"


"Like this?"


"Yes, honey. Like that!"


"Akhh! My mother!"


"Why, baby? It hurt?"


"No, Mas. Forward on! Hmmm!"


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