MY LABILE MAN
Heart oh Heart

"May Aak kiss." pinta Izal.

"Why should I let your wife." answered Niken.

"You are my wife's beauty." whispered Izal, their eyes staring at each other as Izal gave his first kiss to his wife, they looked back at each other as Izal drew her lips closer Niken chose to dodge and hugged her husband's neck.

"She can say that" said Izal.

"Then I." answered Niken.

"We're dating his kosher lo this is shameful." rayu Izal, Niken still hugged Izal even Izal felt his wife's chewy chest clinging to his field chest and this was really thrilling, really thrilling, not wanting to be kissed but careless like this inner Izal.

Izal let his wife continue to hug him with such a position Niken felt tired he stood up and climbed on the lap of Izal with a position facing each other, Izal received his wife's body with pleasure, Niken again put her head in the field of Izal with such a position Niken felt the warmth and affection of her husband, inexplicably now in the lap of her husband is a happiness for Niken.

"Are you tired of the work?"ask Izal.

"He's sleepy." answered Niken.

"You want to carry Aak to the room?"

"You are but Niken is heavy." whispered still buried her face in her husband's neck, Izal smiled, after saying so Niken's body weakened a sign she was asleep.

"Jeez" said Izal, he laid his wife's body on the couch and tidied up his wife's work.

"Sleep you're beautiful my wife." Izal praised, actually Niken is not too sleepy she can still hear clearly the praise that her husband threw for her, she said, to be honest, Niken's heart was pounding whether this feeling was but Niken really could not deny that in his heart there was also the name Fariz Rizal who reigned there.

Izal was really holding his body right now, Niken wanted to laugh really funny, really funny, this was the first time he felt very fond of being carried by Izal when this was not the first time before they married Izal had several times banged him, but only this time he felt there was an impression of his heart.

Izal lay down Niken's body in their soft bed, Izal also enveloped his wife's beautiful body when Izal was about to move Niken to block her husband's hand and open her eyes Niken smiled sweetly at him.

"Thank you." said Niken.

"Well my wife sleep."

"Seriously?"

"He em." Izal sitting beside his wife now there is no doubt in the heart of both Izal ventured to kiss his wife's lips, Niken began to dare to open his mouth until Izal freely enjoyed his beauty, even Niken returned the favor cordially, if to be honest this was the most beautiful kiss of his life.

Izal released their kisses both of Niken's hands still embracing her neck and smiling spoiledly at her.

"Can ga?" Izal asked, Niken shook his head.

"Why?"

"Just not now." answered Niken.

"All right." Izal can't force his beautiful wife if you don't want to, but Izal knows from the vibration and cold touch of his wife's palm that actually Niken wants, Heart oh heart where can you guys boong, how can you, just want to say no, Izal stroked his wife's hair and lay beside her Izal stared intensely at his wife's clear eyes from there their hearts spoke to each other that they were just as eager to have each other.

Izal landed his lips again with the beautiful lips of Niken, a kiss that was originally slow is now a beautiful and passionate kiss, then there is no time for them to wait for each other, it's not their first night but it's their first night consciously, it didn't take long for them to acknowledge that they could accept each other through the body language they expressed.

Tonight Izal did so with affection and tenderness there was no brutality at all, but Niken had shed her tears when Izal united their bodies.

"Why cry do you not like iklas?" Izal asked while their positions were still united.

"No." whispered Niken.

"Then why cry, does it still hurt?" asked Izal again while giving a few jolts to Niken, Niken did not answer he was washed away and enjoyed what they were doing, the night the cooler the air bursting between the ventilation of Niken's room, and the, but it had no effect at all for them because the form of love had warmed their relationship.

After a passionate fight Izal kissed his wife's friendly forehead and lips did not forget he said the word love and thanks to his beloved wife, now they are really like a couple who are drunk with romance, he said, like newlyweds who are crazy with their partners to each other, Izal hugged the innocent body of his wife did not forget he put on a blanket of their tired bodies.

Love is beautiful, not.

Seriate...