My wife is a Night Singer
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The dinner was silent no one opened the conversation, they ate quietly. After Habil finished sipping his cigarette and then walked into their room, he wanted to entertain himself with some musical instruments inside.

Mila who was cleaning the face immediately dyed around and around looking for someone who was missing in the eyes.

"where is my husband?" muttered Mila, she began to search in the workspace and some rooms that often stopped the husband but nil.

Mila stopped next to the gym room but there was nothing, until her feet stepped in the room next to her and she knew this room was the room she used to visit.

Mila opened the door which was apparently not in the key, immediately blind Mila fiddled to see the husband was cool to enjoy the music he played with full of passion.

With a cigarette that still lives on the sweet lips of the husband.

Mila stepped like a hypnotist, she was like looking at a god. It is excessive but that is the fact that Habil looks sexy when playing the dj machine. Mila continued to step until her body unconsciously moved erotically following the music her husband played.

Habil who was aware of the presence of the wife looked in amazement, the contortion of the wife's body was intoxicating it felt like he wanted to stop this music, but he wanted to see the ability of the wife who moved to enjoy.

After a long time he stood behind the machine, now he approached the wife who was still moving with music that he deliberately did not stop, he said, after reaching behind the wife he clasped the slender waist of the wife.

Mila was surprised when she found a burly hand wrapped around her waist. Sometimes Mila jolts when her husband follows her movements and kisses her neck.

Habil turned Mila around until they faced each other, their gazes met. Silent Netra Habil who was not yet filled with the fog of passion, Mila ventured to throw both hands into the neck of Habil.

"you are so sexy dear" whispered Habil heavily, it seems he can no longer control himself.

Habil did not stop kissing his wife with music that continued to sound.

Until the two lips meet and reply to each other the decapan syahdu.

Mila who was originally relaxed to be floated will the treatment of the husband, how not if the skilled hand had mastered both assets belonging to Mila and opened the hook without Mila knowing.

Feeling that he could not stand it anymore, Habil went and turned off the music. Immediately he carried the wife who resigned to what happened after this.

"mas, Mila is ashamed" he said when the husband opened one by one the cloth attached to his body.

"why shame hem, this all belongs to the mas did not mas ever see it" whispered Habil then opened the t-shirt he was wearing. Plastered biceps muscles that tantalize women including Mila.

Mila gulped her saliva when she saw the body of the husband, without her knowing his hand moved by itself caressing a friendly full of tenderness, while the touch closed her eyes enjoying the caress of the wife's soft fingers. When they were content to explore their fantasies, Habil could no longer bear to wait.

"mas, Mila was afraid" Mila said as the core ritual was about to take place

"it won't hurt, mas promise" said his soothing occasional peek at the wife's forehead to provide comfort first.

Mila stared into the manic of the husband, Mila was flabbergasted when the flagship weapon of the husband had begun to hit the pleasure burrow. Seen Habil occasionally closed his eyes sign he was enjoying the sensation of fusing with his wife.

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