My mother's nanny
chapter 52 - Still Haredang

"Mas." Diah held Ardi's hand just as it touched his wife's lower lip.

Ardi stopped for a moment his movements, either at the center or the movement of the tongue in the put-ting of the wife. He was waiting for Diah's reaction.

Ardi's hand is still in Diah's grip. Ardi's finger began to move, and ventured to split the lower lip of the wife. The other finger starts touching the tongue, then moves up and down. Diah didn't give any reaction and let it go. Jemari Ardi started to move left and right. His tongue also began to move again. Tickling the rosy cherry tops of the wife. Her perfect combination movements made Diah's mouth open and paddle. Diah's hand no longer held Ardi. It was quite a signal for her husband to continue.

"~"

Diah long. With a quick movement, Ardi silenced Diah's mouth with a kiss. Without the man it reduces the intensity of giving stimulation to the sensitive part of his wife.

Ardi made a distance, looking at Diah's face flushed red by her passion. The woman also looked at Ardi timidly. As Ardi's hand began to venture into his deepest area. Move forward and backward with slow movements. Diah is a normal woman, she still feels a stinging vibration in her body when her sensitive area is plural. His mouth opened, almost he let out a long bellow again, if Ardi did not immediately smear his lips. Actually, it does not matter because they are in a hotel that will not interfere even though it makes a sound that is quite loud.

Ardi took off the shirt from the beginning he was not buttoned. Then lower his pants. Both his hands cut open the wife's thighs. And quickly directed himself to enter his wife's body.

"Aaahh~"

Diah, unable to hold back as it pierced through his body, went deeper and deeper. Pumping his body gently and slowly. That made Diah crazy.

"Aaahh, le-bih..." The shrill voice of the wife who subconsciously asked for her action faster made Ardi smile. If last night Diah didn't even react and just kept quiet. Now the woman is asking for more.

On request, Ardi accelerated his movements. Moving very actively, making Diah's body tremble slowly, Diah's hands hugged her body very strongly, then turned into claws that injured Ardi's back that was soaked in sweat.

The tense body still continued to pump Diah with increasingly rapid movements. Although Diah has reached his climax, Ardi does not. He is still seeking the end of the pleasures of the world he is trying to achieve. This time, Ardi became increasingly greedy kissing his wife's lips. Until the stiffening body was slowly saggy. Ardi's sweat drips even fused with Diah's sweat. The body feels more limp after the release that fills the path of the wife's womb.

In a sweaty state, Ardi hugged Diah. Closing his eyes with a slight change of position. Hugging Diah from behind.

An hour later, Diah opened her heavy eyes. He still wears his bathrobe though not perfectly bound. It only covers the back and front of his body. Ardi still held tightly to his body. And hugged more and more when she moved.

"Bag,"

"Heem?"

"I... Can I explain?" Diah wants the misunderstanding that happened not to make them dissolve in distance. they've been close enough before her." I have asked permission before, I know if I am guilty of not saying that I went with Rangga. I really don't know if he'll take me there. And that dress, as well as everything, that's Rangga mas..."

Ardi shifted his body and silenced Diah's lips. Just remembered Ardi back in anger. He softly smeared the wife. Without being followed by lust before him.

***

Diah pressed her smart phone screen, trying to contact Ms. Dewi. After last night he apologized for not coming home and asked Dila. Not yet he finished with his talk, Ardi had already pounded him again.

"Mama?"

Diah contacted the in-laws with a video call. She misses Dila very much. Just a minute looking at her daughter's face, she's enough.

("Well, how are you doing there? Where's Ardi?") Instinctively, Miss Dewi knows that Ardi and Diah spend the night together, even though she does not know what Diah has been through.

"UMM, Ardi's still sleeping." Diah replied briefly, "where is Dila ma? Diah kangen."

("Ooh, Dila? Same with Tini. Take it easy, Dila is not fussy. Wait a minute, mama saw first in front, was abis playing there.") Sahut Bu Dewi over there seemed to move from the family room. Walking with a limp because it can not run smoothly given his old disease.

"No need to hurry, ma. Diah... Uhh...." Diah's sentence was held back by Ardi's body movements hugging from behind. Gave a friendly kiss on his nape and neck.

Diah's eyes felt heavy, until closed, his head slightly tilted to the side because of the actions of Ardi who rubbed his neck on the other side. Diah opened his eyes quickly because he remembered the Goddess Bu there.

Madam Dewi seemed to smile understandably, and it actually made Diah embarrassed. "Where is ma?"

("Hihi, Diah, mama is still ahead. No papa, continue. I pretended not to see.") Miss Dewi teased because it clearly looks like her daughter-in-law was wrong.

Ardi leaned his head on Diah's shoulder. Then look at my mother. "Mama, please take care of Dila for us in a moment. We're home now."

("In continue also no papa really, Di. Dila is also not fussy, the stock of breast milk in the refrigerator is still there. Even if it's gone, there's still a siphon.")

"No, ma. There is no comfort for Dila until she escapes from her mother." Ardi refused hard. There were many reasons why he did not want Dila to drink the drink. Besides because he did not want Diah to leave after Dila drank formula milk.

("Yes, yes. It's up to her dad.") Breaking up the Goddess Mother resigned.

After seeing the beloved princess and let go of longing even with just a video call. Diah entered the bathroom to clean herself, before the door was perfectly closed. Ardi's feet stuck in his crevice. Diah raised her head to look at the face of the husband who was smiling mischievously.

"Let me serve you as an apology, Miss Diah."