OB BELONGS TO THE CEO
CHAPTER 163: TO THE TELER
A series of marriage and thanksgiving events in the form of lunch together at the orphanage has been completed smoothly without any less. Sharing with disadvantaged children was the idea of Muna for a long time.
So right in the afternoon until almost 3 pm. There are still a few hours to rest considering the reception will be at 7 pm until it is finished.
Kevin and Muna have been halal for two-and-a-long duration in a bridal room that is decorated beautifully in one of the rooms in the residence of Hildimar's grandfather, Muna's own room.
Kevin's breath suddenly like a hunter, immediately attacked Muna's soft lips even though it was still with a thick makeup typical of the bride.
Where Kevin cares🤔.
The position of the two is still behind the door, only briefly locked and then greedy each other. There was no rejection from Muna, even her hands were perfectly wrapped around her husband's neck. Depends possessively as if not to be separated from Kevin.
Yep... Kevin, who has Muna's husband status now. So that no more typical cries of toa come out of the mouth of a Muna who is afraid of sin.
Both of them take off each other, miss...? don't ask any more, they've even gone through over 30 full moons from different places. Every now and then they stare at each other full of love and passion that both culminate. In order to renew oxygen that almost lost absorbed by carbon dioxide toxins.
Decakan delights unpretentious in rhythm, accompanying the hand movement Kevin who has guerrilla in places mistreius and forbidden before, making the more curious level of the world.
Kevin can be more patient this time, seen from the movement of his hand is not staying still. Proficient in the business of stripping the bride kebaya who is still wrapped perfectly cover the body part of his wife, Muna.
Yep... Muna, who has legitimately become Kevin's wife now. There is no barrier portal, which they are even obliged to do as a legal husband and wife.
Muna's hands are no less naughty, already very good at dancing to carve abstract shapes along Kevin's back. Sometimes squeezing the nape of Kevin's head gently. Muna was not as volatile as when she was 18 years old when she just graduated High School. Over time and the science that is in his enjoyment, he needs to be in the thumbs up, making Kevin feel not alone create that pleasure.
Kevin's lips are not stuck on Muna's lips, but rather like finding a bolicius yupi candy on the top of his wife's body. There are parts that are rounded chewy, sweet and mantle coats, perfectly submerged in the mouth of the reliable player who is long enough to break from the pleasure of the fruit of the world.
The otong down there has begun to wriggle to get a signal that sent the nerves of his brain, since the tongue was sweeping, poking and snacking on the latest tasting yupi candy. Soft, crazy intoxicating. Ahh. rambai fruit.
Muna is a new player, for 2.5 years he only ended the theory in the book kamasutra according to Kevin's message to him some time ago. But for practice, of course it is still a big zero. Whichever body doesn't budge gets Don Juan's attack. The heart of mana is not spoiled when the ragaa is faced with a seasoned actor like Kevin in terms of pampering him with his perfect touch.
The body of a playgroup child where not captive and stunned, when in
the friendly, gentle and intoxicating attack was endless from Kevin the masterful tutor did to him. Smeared, stranded, almost forgot themselves, if the ashar adhan had even been reverberating to call them to pray.
"Yyyyah." His forehead with a sighing voice, hoarse wet.
"Hmmm..." Answer Kevin who is still busy making irregular dotted lines as if making a trail of floor plans in the area of a dense mound on his wife's chest
"Yeah... We pray ashar for a while." The real Pinta Muna also enjoyed the stabbing, the insistence as well as all forms of Kevin touch that he had never felt before. Which is now even forcefully stuck is not far behind the door.
"Bag honey..." Kevin replied again and again to slam his head on Muna's chest, in a position they were still standing behind the door. In the state of their upper clothes had been equally staggered scattered on the floor, somehow and how it could happen.
"Damn... Why the reception should be held tonight anyway. Lagian... Why did the fairy come so fast." Kevin's grunts begin to neutralize his cones.
"Yes... Let the spit be done. Uda... Yuk buruan wudhu. We pray together for the first time after becoming husband and wife, who." Invite Muna spirit, while picking up the clothes of his danger that was mired successfully to the floor without him noticing. Clamping in both armpits, so that identical twin protrusions of perfect size that no longer look real.
With a heavy heart Kevin ran to the toilet, not even just ablution. But shower all together.
"Prophey of tong... We'll delay it a few hours. Anyway finish the reception later, the mumun wicket must be broken tonight, until it is too late." Kevin was joking as if to seduce her to be tame for a while.
Muna covered her body with a bathrobe, by sitting in front of a mirror removing the accessories attached to her head. Also rubbing his tainted chest against Kevin. But Muna could only cluck a little annoyed, of course the fairies would later be able to see the carving. Embarrassed.
"Darling, that. Buruan gih, brother wait." Kevin has finished ablution and will be ready to carry out the pillars of Islam.
Not long ago Muna in the toilet, still with the body wrapped in a towel covered the chest until the thigh, Muna came out in a body condition not wet.
"Yaaaaang, pray by yourself. Muna suddenly this obstruction just now." Muna casually conveyed the information without the slightest guilt.
"Whaaaat. The universe still wants to joke with my patience. Must be so, waiting for the boy more than two years, even after it is legitimate also still have to digantri. Ex-cassanova insaf gini very yak...?" Rutu Kevin is upset. Of course upset, realizing that tonight should be a live broadcast but reality must be willing to be a delay broadcast. The fate of the gray otong tonight, Mumun's goal was even again just a discourse. Sabaaar.
(Reader alone patient Vin🤭)
With the feeling of ogah-ogahan, Kevin also continues to perform his own Ashar prayer, yes itself as usual days even though now Muna's husband status. Ngenes ga siih.
Muna has finished her bath, back in a white bathrobe waiting for the arrival of professional fairies to then arrange her face, hair and clothes for their reception.
While Kevin, choose to sleep on a soft mattress size king size in their room. Using time as carefully to maintain stamina, facing the next event that will certainly be a lot of draining energy. Although it was confirmed without a fight battle afterwards, due to monthly guests Muna who attended enliven their reception.
Muna glanced at the time marker on the wall of their room, still not at 4, opened the door of the room and stuffed it with sandals to make it easier for others to enter. Also send a chat to MUA to just go to the unlocked room. Then hurriedly chase Kevin, join, mingle with her husband to sleep together afternoon while waiting for the MUA team to come.
Seriate...
The reader gets heated up like this.
Excuse me... That guest likes to come kayak jailangkung siih😚
Pimp deh if the more curious unboxing them🤭
Nyak wait kupi dikalasil🙏🙏