Pregnant Ex Husband's Child
The Part 71
Nisa gripped the sprai firmly, not since when the second outfit came off. The son seems to be in trouble when breaking the goal. Nisa was already crying and Putra stopped his activities because he did not have the heart of his wife. Though, half of it hasn't, only the tip broke through a little. But Nisa is already ...
Ah, the Son did not continue.
"Don't cry" said Putra. He stroked his wife's hair and kissed her forehead that was already soaked with sweat holding back the pain down there. "Tomorrow we continue, now go to sleep," he then pointed.
The son pulls the blanket to cover his wife's innocent body, he really can't do it because Nisa doesn't enjoy it. The woman is still tense because both her thighs are still stuck not wide open. Because so, he will not be able to break the goal. There will even be pain because it is too forced.
He could understand, he would also wait until his wife was completely ready. A little disappointed, but what can I do? Rather than Nisa crying and her swollen eyes that would even be a problem for her. Because of the plan, tomorrow Nisa's parents will visit. Even the extended family of his parents will come.
"Sleep" said the Son.
"But ..."
"It's okay, I'll wait for him until you're ready."
After their bodies were wrapped in blankets, the Son hugged the body while holding on to the chest that was so chewy. Select that chest until Nisa starts saying*s*Ng. The girl nodded, holding her husband's hand.
"Mas" said Nisa. "I think I'm ready" said the woman. She felt provoked because her husband's fingers continued to feel the parts of his body that could arouse his passion.
Hearing that, the Son immediately returned to position himself. He climbed on his wife's body, staring at the beautiful eyeballs. Then stared with a pushy look like a thirsty person. Several times he swallowed his saliva. Wanted to try to hold it in but couldn't because his staff continued to stand upright.
"You sure?" ask Putra. "If it's not ready it's okay, I understand." But it was just a small talk so as not to be too pushy.
"Ready, Mas. Do it."
Nisa opened her thighs wide. He is ready to receive the missile into his net. Until finally, Nisa again grimaced with pain when her husband put his gun back into his core area.
The grip was so strong that the Son himself was wounded by his wife.
"Stop it when I hurt you, but don't forget that you enjoyed it."
Slowly, the Son pushed him until he was too weak. Nisa shed tears without a sound. Withstanding the pain Karen did not want to upset her husband. Ready or unprepared, he should be able to make his summaries happy.
The son does not immediately move his own that has been planted perfectly. He gave his wife time, gave her space to breathe. Until there was movement of his wife's hands began to move on his waist, as if asking him to move.
"Hold ya, this must hurt. But people say it's going to be delicious sooner."
The son began to shatter his hips.
"Uh ... Sick," cried Nisa.
"Hold."
A moment later, Nisa moved along. Her body was shaken as her husband began to set a rhythm, with a tempo so slow but felt. No matter the red liquid that had soaked his bed. The son can understand that because this is the first time for his wife as well as himself
The slow tempo began to race a little. The pleasure that words could not express was now felt by a man named Putra Farhan Permana.
"Am, Nisa ..." Not knowing what to do, the Son enjoyed the romance because he had reached the peak of true pleasure. He kissed his wife's forehead for a few seconds while feeling a long twitch down there.
"Have you?" asked Nisa innocently. The woman has not felt the heaven of the world because she still feels pain in the core that has now been torn.
"Thank you, thank you for making me happy." Son kisses his wife's lips while playing tongue.
"But I don't feel anything" said Nisa.
The son smiled, his wife was very funny.
"Later to make you float, but not now. Wait tomorrow or the day after until it's not swollen. Now go to sleep, it's too late."
"Sleep." Son kissed his wife's shoulder. He promises to make his wife feel what she is feeling right now.
***
Till the day.
Nisa woke up, she heard an alarm sounding the sound of adzan shaking. He worked his eyes out, but he could not get up because his body felt crumpled.
"Okay ..," cried Nisa as she moved. He pulled out a blanket to cover his body, then sat down and leaned against the back of the bed.
The son woke up, he landed his head on his wife's thigh.
"It's adzan, Mas. We pray first yuk," asked Nisa.
"Wait a minute, I'll have some warm water for you to take a bath." The son put on his drawer first, then quickly moved on. After a few minutes, he returned.
"Can't you?" ask the Son as Nisa moves on.
"Can." Nisa wrapped her body in a blanket.
"I just carry it." The son grabbed his wife's body and drove her to the bathroom. When he arrived there he dropped it off. "Bath in the other bathroom yes, if you wait to change it later to noon."
The son went straight to the bathroom in the kitchen.
"Who's there, Bi?" ask Sarah to bi Ami.
"Son" he answered.
"Why take a shower here? Is the bathroom a problem?" ask Sarah again.
"Say Nisa was taking a bath too" replied bi Ami.
"Oh ..."
Before long, the Son appeared with his wet hair. Sarah just smiled because she knew what had happened to the newlyweds.
"Mama why? Is something funny?" ask Putra.
"No, hurry to the room. Morning prayers keep your wife down and we have breakfast together" Sarah said.
The son walked while whistling.
Sarah just shook her head with her son's behavior.
"My son is grown, Bi. Time passed so quickly, it felt like just yesterday I gave birth to her alone," Sarah said.
Farhan heard his wife's words. For some reason, Farhan's heart felt sliced when he heard those words coming out of his wife's mouth.
Bi Ami to nudge Sarah's body, giving a code that her husband was there.
"Mas, sejak kapan kamu di situ?"
"Sejak tadi." Jawab Farhan sambil mendudukkan tubuhnya di kursi meja makan.
Sarah merasa tidak enak jadinya, apa lagi terus mengingat kejadian 25 tahun silam.