Sexy Little Partner
Automobile

In a luxury SUV, Rachel sits in the front passenger seat while Ryan drives.

After the sacred event, the young Master and Lady. Both must be willing to escort a red sports car without a roof that drove in front there.

Harlan Rania returns home to the main house, and plans to let Dhyrga take his wife to the Penthouse for tonight alone.

Tomorrow, the newlyweds still have to take care of their wedding preparations. Souvernir, invitations, dress fittings, even prewed photos will be made soon.

"Where the hell are we going? Why is the road so far away?" Rachel grumbled, the road that was headed was not the way to the Penthouse of Dhyrga.

"I think I'm going to the beach." Answer Ryan.

Rachel clucking. "Damn the Boss!"

"They're newlyweds, maybe they want a honey moon." Ryan has always been flat-spoken, well that's the war.

"About the night first." Rachel pursed her lips cursing.

"It's morning." Said Ryan.

"Ck, why else try here? Isn't the first night better to do at home?"

Ryan shook his head. "Where do I know, I've never been."

"Damn it!"

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^^^In others the car.^^^

"Uaaahhh, this is amazing Ga." Queen looked at him. The cold air did not make him whine. It's really an incredible sight.

Where the beach looks more exotic when seen in the early hours of the morning like this. The clock displayed on the dashboard screen of the car shows at 03:00.

Dhyrga stopped his car and even approached the coast. Not difficult, because the luxury car tires are made specifically to be able to drive no matter what the terrain.

The streets were still dark, the thumping of loud waves sounded. The beach wind hit the two beautiful people.

"I've been wanting to bring Baby here for a long time, but it only happens after marriage." Dhyrga smiled faintly and then turned to his girl.

"My husband's boyfriend." Queen summarizes both of her husband's side-cheeks.

"Baby's cold?" Dhyrga felt Queen's palm as cold as ice. "Emm." The girl nodded.

Lucky Queen put on a thick coat, as well as a blanket that covered her smooth thighs and tiny legs.

Before leaving Dhyrga told Queen to wear it. Apparently the beach is the place they want to visit after ijab.

Supposed to go home to the apartment but no, they chose to go for a walk, dating after halal.

"We're home?" Dhyrga.

Queen shakes. "Don't, Queen wants to be here by morning." Her speech.

"Are you getting cold?"

"No. It must be very beautiful, enjoying the sunrise with the beloved in our own hometown, yes even though the sunrise is not from the direction of the beach kayak in Bali, Bali, but we can enjoy the fresh air here, right?"

"Yes." Yeah." Dhyrga smiled sweetly, no matter where she came from with Queen everything felt beautiful.

Compose a sweet smile Dhyrga grabbed next to Queen's cheek. "It's like a dream, I can have you completely." Sluggishly.

Queen scowls. "If we didn't split, maybe not, now we have a little baby? Can we just hold on to not touching each other?"

"I hold it, ... But I don't know about Baby."

"Hieleh!" Queen thudes in disbelief. Dhyrga is too aggressive when it comes to touching.

Cold, the Queen swiped both her palms several times. Then put her head on the comfortable shoulder of her husband, her netra stared fixed waves on the beach there.

Beautiful, like the world belongs to both, even Hotman Paris contracted.

Dhyrga lowered her head, she touched the tip of Queen's nose, feeling cold. Slowly but surely Dhyrga erodes the distance. Besides warming each other. What else do you want?

Realizing the approach, Queen looked up at the handsome face of her husband who was getting closer. "We're not going to do it here, are we?"

"No, just kiss, reduce the cold." Chuckles little Dhyrga said.

"Emm." Queen received a soft patch of the soft object. Sealed his eyes now, enjoying the attack of softness that slowly slid on his palate.

Slowly Dhyrga guided Queen's smooth hand rubbing the last part of the end is often awakened. The material pants are soft, Queen loves it. Friendly in the hand.

Dhyrga brought her hand to comb the niche of Queen's frozen neck, she was trying to melt her girl's frost.

There are no overnight plans, but is it possible? Look, ....

Dhyrga's passion is like magma that is increasingly exploding and revolting as if to spout heat from the body and transfer it to his wife.

"God." Anxious Dhyrga bit his wife's lower lip to complain. "Yank."

"Ah." Lips just came off. Still wrapped neatly, Dhyrga squeezed softly Queen's large, tender granules.

"Emm." Open-eyed Queen felt the pleasure that Dhyrga gave her.

Unsatisfied only from the outside, Dhyrga's big hand towards the edge of the skirt, from below she snuck in, while Queen pulled the blanket to cover her husband's mischief.

Every now and then Dhyrga glanced at Ryan and Rachel's car, as if they were still watching her.

"May, we're messing around first, here" the smiling Queen nodded. Short dress makes Queen easier to reach.

Up to the thin cloth that encircled Queen's slender waist, Dhyrga felt it slowly, lowering it to below the knees.

"Don't yell, or Ryan will hear your sexy voice." Dhyrga.

"Before we enter the original, we try to use this one." Dhyrga had often learned ways not to hurt Queen from the books of knowledge she had read.

"Are you sure Ga?"

"Why?"

"People say, the sensation of tearing the hymen is more palatable, are you sure you don't want that?"

"I don't care." Queen closed her eyes as Dhyrga's fingers spun on her most sensitive part.

"You know Queen, when I dreamed of marrying you, all I had in mind was making you happy, not wanting me to moan pleasure over your pain and tears."

The queen is full, but the sensitive part has been touched even played quickly. "Ah." The Queen's breath messed up, this delicacy was too foreign, really, never had she found it before.

"Nake?" Queen nodded. He agreed that this time Dhyrga declared himself proficient. Look, the Queen can't let go of this touch. "Again that above him." Instructions whispered.

Dhyrga clenched her tiny lips, while her fingers danced in her heavenly pores of the women.

"Ahh, Dhyrga slowly." Queen raised her voice a little.

"Ssuuuuutttt, Ryan's around here Yank." Occasionally his eyes glanced at the black car parked not far from his car.

"How do we move?" The queen whined, her face bleated asking for something more than this.

Queen presses the yellow button, closes the roof of the car while Dhyrga presses the red button to lower the seat back of his wife.

"Not to move. Just here, will you? The streets are still empty." Adrenaline feels challenged, it looks like it will be more fun fighting in the car.

The roof was tightly closed, Queen dared to take off her thick coat, then throw it into the back seat.

The windows are left open, so that the beach breeze can still enter rolling their high-temperature raga.

Dhyrga played her fingers on the Queen's chest, removing the two Sanghai buttons until her thin bra was pulled down.

With no words, Dhyrga stared in awe at the softness and sincerity that soared in front of his wife.

The pink end that was once only Dhyrga found in wishful thinking is now real in front of him. The pink shoots the Dhyrga twisting, then squeezing the tender fruit of the squash. "Emmh, ough ahh."

Dhyrga lowered his lips, towards the pink shoots belonging to his wife. Sip slowly and produce a low noise without sweat.

Hearing that, the power of the Dhyrga prevented. He took off his belt without stopping from the activity of his lips, trying hard Dhyrga remove half of his pants.

Receiving a touch from a large firm object, Queen glanced down. "Suutt's."

"Don't look at her." Dhyrga closes Queen's eyes with one hand. He deliberately uses this trick so that there is no trauma before the entry of the wand.

"Dhyrgah." Queen widened her pushy eyes by roaring her glassy breaths. Dhyrga smiled, this way will make Queen more relaxed when receiving a large income.

"Gahh!"

"Cup, cup, relaxe, Baby can." Dhyrga kissed the woman's forehead slowly. Half of it was drowned. Queen is still trying to receive a good amount of income despite having to feel a little tear for a tear that is increasingly painful.

"Dhyrgah."

"illness?"

Queen nodded. "But it's better than ever." Her speech.

"really?" Dhyrga pinched the woman's sweet chin. Landed a light kiss on his lips.

Perhaps that way, Queen did not focus too much on the opening of her first seal.

Slowly but surely, Dhyrga thrust hers until the sinking sink filled the tightness that squeezed her strong.

"Aghhh!" Dhyrga was closed to enjoy every second of this warm togetherness. Not an illusion, this was real and more beautiful than his dreams all along.

From there they began, Dhyrga moved up and down from slow to fastest, just like a push-up motion on a muffled car seat.

The car swayed, creaking along with Dhyrga Miller's dashing movements.

Dhyrga's gentle kiss, the man's erotic squeeze is a treat. Making the Queen unable to stop her crazed roar.

"Crazy you!" Queen pointed her fist at the collar of her husband's shirt.

The sophistication of both lips against her. It was as if a momentless moment when it sounded the torn fabric even the buttons that collapsed.

Queen pulled him unconscious. The beach breeze. Accompanying every gust of thundering breath as if racing with the pounding of the waves, who stoned his voice more.

"You're sexy, honey." Praise Dhyrga. The hovering queen was increasingly clueless about the direction home when compliments for praise sprang from her husband's sensual lips.

For a long time they both sweat. Tired of this movement. Dhyrga finished it, he sat back in his seat. Arrange the roar of breath that is winnowing no muddle. "Rest first." His lips smiled with satisfaction.

Unwilling to be stopped, Queen grabbed her husband by the jaw, she approached, stepped on the object that just made her float.

Dhyrga smiled, head and back leaning against her seat while Queen was on top of her. "Baby want to try?"

"Emm." Back Queen linked the two cores of their livelihood, it was quite difficult because it was still too narrow.

Maybe only Dhyrga was able to make Queen opium because the opening did not incise serious injuries.

Dhyrga is proficient without the need to be a Casanova.

"Oh Queen." This time the Queen was up and down on her husband's lap. Pamper the handsome man with a hand that clutches the nape of the neck.

Dhyrga's face sank on one of the chewy fruits that soared before him.

The waves were rolling high, the thumping was loud along with the whimpering and moans of the newlyweds.

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