My Mate is Delayed
90. Caliphates

Arga and Tasha who enjoy the night in one of the cities in the Negeri with an increasingly crowded atmosphere, the night, and also many meet the residents of the country and the visitors from various parts of the country in the world who travel there. After tired of traveling with night air which is also not good for Tasha to linger outside the room now Tasha and Arga back to their inns at the hotel they have been staying at this time.

"What's the matter, why so long?" Tasha said that surprised her husband was in the bathroom which was seen also shaving the fine hair that had been downed on the face of her husband.

"Hemm, honey why haven't you slept?" said Arga who saw the wife approaching him.

"Bagimana can sleep if her husband is not there beside and stroking his wife's stomach" Tasha pouted her husband's athletic body.

Arga smiled to get the babble of the wife and bent his body towards the wife's stomach.

"Can't you, too, dear? It's good, we're sleeping now" Arga told the boy-to-be and landed a kiss on Tasha's stomach.

Still half shaved and not entirely shaved, Arga stopped his activities and now clean up the remnants of his fine hair that had shaved but not all.

Tasha who was still silent and laughed saw the appearance of her husband who was somehow like this now, and took the shaving device that was still held by her husband. Tasha, who begins to disgust her body to help her husband finish and melt something that always makes Tasha feel amused when Arga attaches his face to Tasha or them in making love.

"You know what, baby, we just go to sleep" Arga tried to take the measuring device from the wife's hand.

"It was my quarrel friend when mas was kissing me and purposely let it get this big" Tasha muttered continuously cleaning the hairs on the wife's face.

"Geli but cause a different sensation is dear" said Arga who deliberately wanted to disturb his wife.

"Mas don't move much, or I'll deliberately scratch this knife into the face of the mas" Tasha continued with a tone of emphasis.

Arga who returned just kept quiet and let his wife who worked on his face and now he was like a living statue in front of the wife did not want to dwell in the slightest, whether it is making a sound or doing other things that will add to the wife right will do it.

Some time when Tasha had finished balding her flat-cut hair, now Tasha also cleaned her husband's face with water.

"Where do you want to visit?" said Arga to his wife who is Tasha who always choose the place they will visit next while in the Neighbor's Country.

"I want to go to the extreme game of argenalin in this city mas" said Tasha casually and without burden.

"Don't make up for Natasha, you didn't know you were almost hanging when you took you to Penang Hill yesterday and boarded a cable car" Arga told his wife.

*

Joe who is every night often goes to a night club wherever he is currently and always stop the clubs that have become a stopover to relieve his fatigue and maybe this is one way a habit that is often done.

In a hangover like this, Joe drove his car to the hotel they had been in while they were there.

Arriving at the hotel he was referring to by foot, Joe climbed an iron cubicle to take him to the floor where his room was and staggered, Joe now knocks on a hotel room door that he thinks is the room he is in.

Inside there a person who was sleeping soundly because this was already midnight and began to wake up because outside his room like someone was calling his name.

"Sir Joe" said Keyla who had found Joe who had been leaning against the wall of the hotel with a very unpleasant smell in the smell of Keyla.

Joe who got the door open and the voice he was recently familiar with, directly ******* thin lips in front of him and bring the woman into the hotel room occupied by Keyla.

Keyla was flabbergasted and still stuck standing in front of him whether he was dreaming or this was indeed the fact that an assistant from the boss who paid him where he worked was currently lubricating and exploring every corner of his lips.

Joe who had locked the door of the room occupied by Keyla without realizing it his hand had also infiltrated into the back of a short pajama on the thigh with a rope tied in the abdomen added sensation that felt hot felt by Joe.

Instantly Joe who had lost consciousness with who he was in the fencing without response from his usual co-star he just kept quiet and the paid woman was always active to him.

But unlike this time, he seemed tired and drained of his energy because of the gap he gave and the hand that had run every point he could reach.

Keyla who had rebelled from Joe's arms seemed helpless because Joe's strength was greater than his strength.

"Sir Joe let me go" Keyla continued to beat up Joe's hard d**a and Keyla was still in Joe's arms trying to get away from Joe.

Joe just kept quiet and did not pounce on Keyla's words to him, Joe swiftly brought the body of the beautiful woman who was still in front of the hotel door to a bed occupied by keyla in the room.

The sound of the body on the bed was clearly heard, Keyla who was already frightened by Joe's indecent behavior towards him was looking for a way for the drunk man to be aware of what he wanted to do.

"Sir Joe is not right, let go of me" in a screaming tone and covered his body with a blanket because the pajamas Keyla wore did look sexy if the lustful man who saw it.

Keyla closed her eyes and cried as Joe crawled up to the bed and also Joe who had also opened all the clothes that Joe was wearing including the pants d*.**m who had been attached to the body of the burly man.

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