MySam
Harris or Sam?

With Samuel's lazy steps into the hotel room, the room that was supposed to be the Suite room during the wedding as well as the honeymoon Sam and Martha now look cold, far from warm. Sam snorted softly, returning to wiping his coarse curly hair that looked a little messy. All he needs is a shower, apparently Sam's intention should he hold for a while. Hearing the sound of water gurgling from inside the bathroom, Martha must be inside. I don't know what the girl did inside, Sam really doesn't want to know. Now all he does is sit on a warm couch and get busy with his phone screen, looking at all the pictures of Maya.

Czech....

Martha opened the bathroom door slowly, plotting her two neutrals. I smiled a little when I saw Samuel. "Finally you go to the room too dear." said Martha softly, trying to make the man's mood improve.

"I just wanted to take a quick shower." replied Sam briefly, he got up from his seat without looking at Martha in the slightest. Sam stepped up, and suddenly Martha was now holding Samuel's body. Hugged Sam's waist from the front.

Wrapped in a towel Martha still hugged Sam tightly. "Take me off."

"Don't want Sam, we're legal to be husband and wife now" said Martha as she looked up slightly to Samuel's bead eyes.

"Gue can't be a good husband to you Tha, I'm sorry."

"Do you know our deal? after the child is born, we separate. I'll take responsibility for all your expenses and that kid, so you don't have to worry."

Sam's face still looked the same as usual, cold without a smile.

"Gue doesn't need Sam's money, which I need in elo Sam." Now Martha put her arms around Sam's neck, on her tiptoes and tried to reach for Samuel's thick lips.

Sam again dodged, gripping Martha's arm firmly and lowering it from her body.

"Why the hell are you Sam? what less me? What's more that lo village girl huh?!" peekik Martha rough.

"He's not Tha's village, it's lo who's a village."

"Why don't you ever like me? while I love you Sam, love you long ago."

Martha lowered the volume of her voice, again grabbed Sam's body and this time hugged him from behind. "Lo is my first love Sam," she wrote.

"I'm sorry Tha."

Sam let go of Martha's embrace, continuing to walk towards the bathroom as if without caring for the girl. "Samuel..don't go!!"

Shouted Martha annoyed, throwing the origin of a ceramic decoration on the nightstand until it let out a sound of broken objects that sounded loud.

"Aarrgghhh ..... !!! damned You Sam...!!!" erang the girl was upset.

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From inside the bathroom Sam was silent, feeling the warmth of the water coming out of the shower.

He stayed for a long time under the shower, flushing his curls. Just sculpting, Sam's stocky body seemed to helplessly accept the relentless rain of warm water.

This is not his dream wedding, not his will. Without love, without the girl who has changed all of Sam's jerk-off nature.

Only marriage because of necessity and responsibility for a mistake.

"Aarrhggghhh...!!! stupid you Samuel, ****...!!" sam Erang. He landed his fist against the bathroom wall, a second later his cry exploded mixed with the warm water pouring down from the shower.

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"Sam..we go for a walk." said Martha, the girl is now writhing spoiled on Sam's shoulders, embracing him and putting her lips to Sam's nape. "Oh baby, I'm bored in the room, anyways we're in Prague baby.it's not funny if you just stay in the hotel room." whine the girl again.

Samuel just fell silent expressionless, still busy struggling on his laptop screen, Sam's reading glasses still tightly holding on to his pointed nose.

"Lo can walk alone with my mom or my mom?" sam answered, he was still busy with the thin screen of the laptop and moved his entire fingers on the keyboard.

"I want him to walk with you, baby." Martha was still pampered, rubbing her lips against Samuel's cheek. Still not getting a response from Sam, the man was still struggling with his work.

"Lo is already big Tha, don't be spoiled."

Martha snorted in annoyance, away from Sam's body. "OK I'll go alone, don't mess if there's a foreign guy who deletin me!!" threaten Martha.

With annoyed steps Martha walked down the corridor of the hotel floor. Trying to find a room number, number four seven.

The little grin was now drawn from the corner of his lips, opening the door knob slowly. "Ah.. om Harris still has a habit of not scolding the door of the room from the inside." inner Martha.

Martha stepped out on her toes, circling all corners of the room. There was only silence there, Martha threw her body on the bed. Lie down and close the two neutrals, trying to relieve the stress that is afflicting him. I should have been happy in this honeymoon period, thought Martha.a small grunt now sounded from Martha's red lips.

"Hello baby... do you miss me?"

A touch now suddenly filled all corners of the girl's body. A soft but passionate kiss with a lot of water splashing down on his body.

"Oh, uh, Harris..."

"Where am I from?" erang Martha, trying to hold back the amused taste from the caress of Harris' hands and lips.

Harris was still fondling the girl, bringing her body closer. Smells his neck until his body is increasingly inching down towards the two twin Martha chunks.

"I took a shower, baby, why are you going to my room now? don't you know if I miss you hhmmm....?" harris whispered he was still busy controlling Martha's body.

"Aahh.. slow down."

"Why baby? can't you stand it?" Harris chuckled for a while, seeing Martha's face flushed red made the man even more excited to continue his naughty actions.

Harris took off the dress that Martha was wearing, leaving only the bra and cd that wrapped the girl's two intimate body parts.

Increasingly tightened his lips, Harris now moves freely to enjoy each inch of Martha's beautiful body. Giving a small bite on Martha's lips until her body inched down.

"If your husband can't satisfy you, you know where to go baby...?" harris said on the sidelines of his body movements. Burning his head in Martha's chest, Harris again made a hickey there.

"Why didn't Harris marry me and stop bothering me?" martha asked, the girl still received Harris's body movements that controlled her. He held his arm circles around the man's waist.

"I want to marry you, how many times do I say it hhhmmm....?"

"Marry me dear, I will meet all your needs. I promise you."

Harris clasped tightly onto the backs of Martha's hands, positioned parallel to her shoulders, and increasingly frowning her lips tightly.

"You love me, do you love me, honey? Answer Tha, I know that you love me hunny..."

"I don't know...."

"What don't you know, baby? your body language can't lie to Tha."

Harris briefly halted her wildness, descending from above Martha's body and now positioning her body lying beside the girl.

Embrace her arms and embrace Martha's body. Now they sleep hugging each other under a thick blanket.

"Okay, my age is far above yours, but I can give you what you need dear. I love you hunny, really love you." whispered Harris.

Martha fell silent, again tightening Harris' embrace, drowning her head above Harris's chest.

"If you get pregnant later, it's my dear child, not yours."

"I don't want him to have you and my son Tha."

Again Harris kissed Martha's lips, stroking the girl's soft white cheeks.

"You are my little girl, I will always be there for you. Not your husband." whispered Harris again.

Martha further tightened her embrace, now her head was fully six in the chest of Harris' field. I don't know what he feels now, hang on to the cold marriage that just happened. The wedding of his dreams since childhood or choose Harris? the old man was far adrift with her.

to be continue...