My mother's nanny
chapter 51 - haredang part, can skip by now

"Don't call me sir, Diah. No, I'm your husband, I'm your husband Diah. I'm your husband." Ardi hugged the body of the woman in front of him. Hugging with a heart that feels pain and pain. Ardi hugged the body tighter, and tighter. "You're my wife, you're my wife..."

"Uhuk, mas, I can't breathe."

Realize he's made Diah uncomfortable. Gegas Ardi slightly loosened his embrace, without him taking the body apart. Ardi's hand rubbed Diah's back, she was very afraid if she lost Diah.

Diah fell silent, letting alone what Ardi did to her body. He felt very sad. He knew what Ardi was doing because the man was very jealous of Rangga. She also felt very guilty about her husband. For almost two hours he locked himself in the bathroom. Looking at all the traces that Ardi left on his body. He also continued to think about all his faults, he felt that he had permission from the husband. But her husband was furious, and continued to mention if she was the wife of Ardi. Diah kept thinking about what Ardi was saying without giving him a gap to just say.

Ardi took off his embrace, framing the face of the mature brown-skinned woman. Ardi showered the face with a kiss without distance. He landed his lips right on Diah's lips at the end of his kiss. It is short, yet it repeats. He wanted to smear those lips. But seeing that lip was swollen and scarred because of it last night. Ardi.

Diah kept quiet, he let alone what Ardi did. At least she did not want to make her husband angry, or make Ardi feel sad. Recalling what Ardi had done to her last night, Diah felt really despicable. Repeatedly got a scorn from the husband when he did not want, making him sad. Moreover, Ardi did it very roughly. Although he wanted to go away and stay away, he could not, there was Dila among them. Moreover, the feeling continues to grow along with the sweet attitude of her husband. But it was destroyed instantly when Ardi forced it last night. Diah knew his position was wrong because he was with Rangga. But, it doesn't justify Ardi to be rude to him.

After all, Ardi couldn't help himself. He wanted Diah. That little kiss turned into a kiss. A gentle and slow kiss, Ardi wanted to cover up Diah's memory of last night's excitement. Replacing with gentle treatment to the wife. Ardi stroked Diah's tongue very gently and slowly. In contrast to what he did last night.

At first, he got nothing. Finally, Diah returned her kiss. Ardi felt the dude, happy until he kept tightening his arms. The movements of Diah's lips and tongue were only faint and slow, but, Ardi could feel it. The man slowed down his lips, only to be able to feel more of Diah's movements. He even stopped moving his lips and tongue just to feel the movement of Diah. Without Ardi taking off her lip link.

Diah did reply to him, when Ardi was really just silent with the lips that were linked. He moved his tongue very slowly. Then slowly Diah began to withdraw. The lips were at a distance, but Ardi would not let them. He quickly grabbed his wife's lips again. Even with slow and careful movement. Ardi doesn't want to let Diah go.

Diah again wanted to make some distance, slightly distancing her lips from her husband. Ardi held Diah's back so as not to get further away. He again grabbed his wife's lips, gave a light kiss to the wife.

"Tu..."

"Mas!" Sambar Ardi before Diah came back to call himself master, it hurt Ardi's feelings so much if Diah called himself master."mas!"

"Mas, honey, mas."

Ardi took another sip of that lip, sipping on Diah's lower lip. Until Diah's lips swell up.

"Mas, Diah. Mas."

Ardi made a distance, staring at Diah's face under his body. Diah said nothing, nor looked at him with sad eyes. Diah just kept quiet, staring at Ardi's bead eyes that were also staring deeply at him. Both of them seemed to be communicating with a gaze.

Ardi brought his face closer, ambushing Diah with the warmth of his lips and body. Ardi's kiss was still the same, slow and soft. After the night before he smeared Diah's lips very roughly. Now, he wants to channel his love to Diah.

The greeting that Diah gave was also just as gentle, just as slow. Getting a good response from Diah, Ardi then ended the kiss. His lips moved to the side, pecked at the cheeks, chin, nose, forehead, eyebrows and then moved to the other side. The lips still rained down on Diah's face with a brief kiss.

The kiss of Ardi's lips moved to his jaw, sipping it until it left a trace of redness there. Then it moved down again, inhaling the niche of Diah's neck deeply. As Ardi's lips moved downward, the trace marks that Ardi had left last night were still clearly imprinted on Diah's neck and chest.

Now, he no longer died that trail there. Ardi just dyed lightly and moved. Ardi's hand rubbed Diah's stomach upwards, until it spread to the wife's chewy ball. He gave a slow remmaaas movement to the chewy ball.

For a moment Diah opened her mouth as a reaction. He still did not make any sound until Ardi's lips managed to pulum the most beautiful reddish shoots. Ardi's tongue swayed and tickled the ends. Bringing a pleasant tingling sensation to Diah.

The sound of sighing from Diah's mouth made Ardi even more excited. The man added a remassing rhythm to Diah's right chest, and his tongue played at the end of the hill to his wife's left.

Ardi's hand moved, down the belly of Diah. Then shift up to the waist. Hugged Diah tightly. The hand moved again, down the side of Diah's body, up under the woman's armpits and then shifted again up the mountain tops. Play with his fingers at the end there.

He sighed again,

Diah began to enjoy, no, he had already enjoyed it before ever since Ardi gently stroked his tongue. Only, only this time did he feel that pleasant sensation.

Ardi's lips moved to the other side. Perculums the one remaining spongy ball. Ardi's hand started to move down. And it ends at the center of Diah.

Ardi's hand was held back by Diah's hand.

"Mas."