NOT JUST FRIENDS
Episode 173's

Happy reading ...

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Hard warning for sister – sister who is not old enough if you can skip this episode well sister – my dear sister. Fear you guys are big before the time 😄. Warning is also intended for Singles yes (for fear of wanting. Danger entar). Wkwkwk. If you are married, hand over. Because in this Episode there are elements that lead to adult areas that make mupeng.😜

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“I want to take a shower.” Fania shifted Andrew's body from above because of the fix, the Kajol even though he would not do the ena – ena again for the first time he still felt nervous. “Nald, sultry. Sticky my body.” Trying to sulk because Andrew did not stop shifting his body.

Andrew smiled broadly then relented and shifted his body to the side. Fania hunt – hurriedly fled to the bathroom and then heard the bathroom door that seemed to be deliberately in the key of Fania. Fear of a surprise attack from Andrew.

“Hahahaha.” Andrew laughed amusedly with himself half-lying and propped up on one elbow looking at Fania who had just escaped from him.

“Haah .. congratulations.” Fania muttered as she managed to enter the bathroom after instantly closing and locking it. Escape from Andrew who was heard laughing out there. “Wow.” Fania was flabbergasted to see the bathroom which was also decorated in such a way as her and Andrew's bridal bedroom.

Regular scattered red roses are also sown in a fairly large bathtub with several candles around it. Fania could only smile looking at what she was looking at right now.

Mrs Andrew held her chest in the mirror of the sink while smiling and looking back at her and raising her right hand. Smiling meaningfully looking at the finger embedded in her wedding ring.

Everything is like a dream. His reunion with Reno and Donald came to this point, where now he and his beloved Donald Duck are bound in a sacred bond Marriage.

If this was just a dream, it felt like Fania didn't want to wake up from her sleep right now. “ Haish.” Fania arrives – arrives patting her forehead. He forgot to bring a change of clothes. Doubtful – hesitantly stepped near the door while clucking, horrified to be as afraid as she wanted to be attacked by her husband.

“Forgot a change of clothes?.” Fania's familiar baritone voice surprised Fania and made Fania round her eyes as she opened the bathroom door again.

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Andrew laughed amusedly at his wife, half-lying and propped up on one elbow, watching Fania run into the bathroom and lock the door.

Before long he woke up from his position while still slightly chuckling by looking at the closed bathroom door. But not long ago a mischievous grin was seen from the corner of Andrew's lips. Male – the man immediately opened the shoes and socks then rushed to stand towards the walk in closet while opening one by one button his shirt and

throw the shirt in any direction while opening his belt as well.

“You can’t run from me that easy, my wife. (You can't run away from me easily, my wife ).” Andrew muttered with a grin when he was near the connecting door between the walk in closet and the half-open bathroom and Fania forgot about the connecting door.

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“Forgot a change of clothes?.” Fania's familiar baritone voice surprised Fania and made Fania round her eyes as she opened the bathroom door again.

Fania bit her lower lip while closing her eyes without turning back. ‘Haish, I forgot this room no connecting door his’. Inner Fania.

“If you want to take a change of clothes through here closer.” Andrew said in a flat tone of voice but with a sneaky smile that Fania did not see because the woman still seemed reluctant to turn around.

Puckered her lips, Fania finally turned her body.

Ah her eyes found a beautiful sight leaning against the wall near the connecting door. The sturdy athletic body that is already without a top, with a box box stomach, which is inexplicably printed so perfectly its stomach. The chest of the field to his left is etched permanent ink that reads ‘Fania’, making him look sexy.

Fania averted her gaze, scratching her non-itchy head to cover herself who had spontaneously swallowed her saliva. ‘Goyah my faith this mah.’

“Why you want to hold?.” Andrew was already in front of Fania who had shifted her eyes.

“Sini.” Andrew brought Fania to stand in front of the sink. “Don't like to steal – steal view.” Andrew whispering in Fania's ear made the pore in Fania's body enlarged due to whispers and Andrew's breath that touched his nape.

“You're part. Ngagetin si.” Fania's speech covered her awkwardly. While Andrew release one by one tie and hairpin in his wife's head.

“I like your hair that is scratched.” Whisper Andrew while looking at Fania's face through the mirror of the sink that looks increasingly converged because it is wrong.

“Eng... You want to shower first?.” Fania tries to divert her nervousness from Andrew's intense gaze at her through the sink mirror. “Ga pa-pa si.

“Mandi together no problem right?.” Andrew said, then kissed Fania on the back. Fix Fania's body really bristling right now. Andrew had touched one of Fania's sensitive spots with his lips.

“N-nalld ...” Fania's voice trembled slightly, Andrew was like he was teasing her at the moment. Although not for the first time for Fania, Fania is still nervous if you imagine Andrew moving on it later.

Fania subconsciously looked up slowly when Andrew's lips began to go down her neck, without also realizing Andrew had unzipped the top of her wedding dress. Until when the subordinate skirt of the wedding dress that Fania wore sagged smoothly from her waist. Only then Fania half jolted to see the skirt of the Indian wedding dress stelan that she had been wearing was under covering the floor where she stood.

Andrew grinned mischievously at the shock of Fania who just realized Andrew was stripping his clothes.

“Ga may shower wearing bridal clothes right?.” Andrew opened the top of Fania's dress by still positioning Fania in front of him facing the mirror, seeing how Andrew took the top off slowly.

Andrew gulped his salivary rough as his wife's full chest half seemed to pop out from behind a red brace. Something that feels a little claustrophobic down there just feels more claustrophobic like it.

“M-m .. Nald ...”

“Stay right where you are. (Stay where you are).” Andrew pulled back a little bit. Staring at that slender, molecular body intensely from behind. Once again swallowed his saliva rough. Two pieces of red lacy clothes that really look so contrast in the white body Fania.

So challenging, even though only the back. The chunk behind which he had seen several times swaying slowly and occasionally turning as Fania swayed as his wife sang was now blocked by a single layer of thin cloth.

Fania's hand gripped tightly at the edge of the sink. Shame, because occasionally he glanced at Andrew who was like he was passing every inch of his body from behind. The more made not because when he returned to glance, Andrew seemed to be opening the trousers he was wearing.

Fania turned her eyes back. Shy, nervous, clumsy. While Andrew grinned mischievously when he opened his trousers while looking at Fania's face that increasingly looks flushed through the sink mirror.

“Turn around, Heart. (Reverse dear).” Andrew said as he looked at Fania through the mirror. He put the trousers he was wearing under his feet. Leave the black boxer pants that look like that small. Ah I don't know. Boxer pants are small or....

Fania looked at Andrew in the mirror. 'Let's end this.'

“Why hem?. Nervous's? (Gugup?).” Now Andrew has attached his front body to the back of Fania. Creating a strange gelenyar that has its own sensation when the body that only remains a little material that touches each other.

Fania nodded slowly. Made Andrew smile gently this time. “I also.” Whisper Andrew. “Yuk shower.” Andrew took Fania to a bathtub filled with flowers. He sat himself on the side of the sink while letting Fania stand in front of him. Once again obscuring every inch of his nervous, shy and clumsy wife's body was looked at once again like that by Andrew.

“Don't see me so ah.” Fania finally spontaneously closed Andrew's eyes with one hand.

“I want you. Now!. (I want you. Now! ).

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To be continue ..

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