Only (Wife) Deposits
HIS 27th

Warning 18+

Rafka's hand movement stopped when he was about to close the bathroom door. He stared at Salsa sitting on the edge of the bed, the woman was busy with her daydreams. I don't know what the woman was thinking. Rafka moved his legs slowly towards his wife.

"Eh..."

Salsa gasped in shock as Rafka directly hugged her from the side. She looked at her husband who was smiling at her. However, there was a pain in seeing the man's face. No, He does not hate Rafka, but He is afraid that the feelings that should not grow slowly are getting stronger in Rafka's heart as well as his.

"What are you thinking, hmm?" tanya Rafka, who was getting tighter hugging the petite body of the wife from the side. As if knocking down the awkwardness that exists between the two, especially on Salsa.

"Mr, know? From whatever side of the relationship we remain wrong, especially on me. If I had known from the beginning that you were married. Truly, I prefer to carry this fetus without a husband and accept all the insults of people even though it is very painful, rather than having to hurt other women," said Salsa who looked down at Rafka.

While Rafka seemed to chuckle at Salsa's speech as if it was considered a joke.

"Looks like you need some rest" replied Rafka who slowly let go of her embrace.

Salsa looked at Rafka's face."Sir, please just listen to me this time. Before it's too late, we'd better end this marriage, after all we're just married in series" said Salsa who tried to persuade Rafka.

Not without reason She begged like this, She was just afraid that someday it would be very difficult to end this relationship including releasing her husband. It is better to feel the pain at the beginning.

"I beg Salsa, don't keep asking me to end this marriage. You won't know what it's like to regret letting go of someone who means so much. And I don't want to feel that!" reply is firm without wanting to be denied.

Salsa closed her eyes and sighed softly. Rafka touched his wife's chin, staring into the watery brown netra with a gaze that implied something.

"This marriage happened because of a mistake, but you have to remember it's also part of destiny." After saying that Rafka immediately grabbed Salsa's lips.

The man mel*mat softly lips Salsa, channeling her current feelings to the woman. While Salsa seemed resigned to receive the treatment that Rafka gave. The man pulled his wife's hands together to circle around her neck without letting go of her lips. Rafka presses Salsa's nape to let the two of them kiss deeper.

Salsa seemed lulled by the touch that Rafka gave to ignite the passion in the pregnant woman.

Rafka carefully laid Salsa's body on the bed, considering the pregnant wife. Rafka let go of her pagutan and stared intensely at the woman who was now under her confinement. Salsa's breath seemed to be panting with a faint look at her husband and a mist of passion was seen emanating from the look in both eyes. Which both are snoring.

"I want you, do you allow it?" asked Rafka who was holding back her nafs* desire which was increasingly suffocating and torturing.

Salsa was silent for a moment, until a second later the woman nodded in doubt. After getting the green light Rafka immediately took off her clothes and kissed her swollen lips again. The sound of decapitation and des*han filled the room that felt heated.

With impatience Rafka unbuttoned Salsa's shirt and threw the original clothes and bras of the wife who had been released. Jakun the man went up and down to see the beauty in front of his eyes. White chest and a very tempting peak.

The woman seemed to be unable to hold back her sigh as Rafka played in the area of her breastplate, a huge baby that was very thirsty. Even so, there is a sense of pleasure that spread when the warm tongue sweep Rafka.

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Azkiya sat on the chair on the balcony of his room. The woman's eyes were pointing at the gate. She waited for her husband's arrival, and now it was very late afternoon but Rafka had no sign of going home.

"Miss, this is the tea you asked for" said a waiter who came with a cup of warm tea.

"Just put it on the table" replied Azkiya who was now fiddling with his phone and sticking it into his ear.

The woman sighed with a look of restless face. He has contacted Rafka several times, but the results remain the same. The man did not pick up his phone. Azkiya gulped his saliva roughly with mixed feelings.

"What a busy he to not pick up my phone" said Azkiya who was a little upset. Rafka should have persuaded him to forgive the man's wrongdoing for being caught in touch with the cheap woman.

While in a different place, the breath of a couple who had just combined love seemed to be panting. Both bodies were soaked in sweat that exuded the scent of their love fluids. The current conditions in the room were like a broken ship.

Rafka hugged Salsa tightly from the sweaty back. It was clear that the look of the face looked satisfied to the man. Just this time he felt this wisdom while making love, different when making love with Azkiya. Salsa was a virgin, and Azkiya was not.

It seems he will ask Salsa again. He was totally addicted to his wife's body.

"Still sick?" rafka asked as she rubbed Salsa's stomach. The woman nodded. For some reason after making love his stomach suddenly feels pain. Plus the sensitive part feels sore, while this is not the first time he made love to Rafka.

"Later I buy the drug in the pharmacy" said Rafka who is owned by Salsa.

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