Si Culun Suddenly Became President's Wife
homecoming

Milan had just reached home stepping towards the dining room where usually the three women were gathered.

Mama Erika pulled to the two corners of her lips as she saw her son had stood before her.

“Milan mama's son has come home,” greet mama Erika languishing longing for her son's body.

“How's mama doing?” Milan returned his mother's embrace.

“Mama is fine dear.”

Hugs unraveled, the bead of this young man's eyes spinning in search of his wife's whereabouts.

“Where's Ma?” ask Milan directly about the existence of women who have made his heart long.

“Nara and Sea again in the room mama, see the souvenirs that mama brought,” replied the middle-aged lung woman.

Milan sighed violently, his wife was busy with the fruits of his mother's hand. Not meeting him.

“You take a shower first, after that we eat together,” suggested mama Erika while stroking Milan's shoulders.

“Good Ma.” Milan stepped heavily leaving the dining room towards his room to clean up.

After twenty minutes Milan had cleaned themselves up wearing casual home clothes, after returning to the dining room.

Milan's heart was pumped quickly when he saw his wife had been sitting in the dining chair side by side with Chelsea while chatting who knows what.

Ah, Nara is really back in this house.

“Come Lan,” welcome mama Erika who saw Milan just standing.

Milan also sat in.

Their gazes met Nara reviewed the gentle smile to deliver the sparkle in Milan's heart.

They also started eating the food menu.

“How dear? You like his souvenirs?” mama asked Erika to look towards Nara.

“Like very Ma, thank you the bag must be expensive,” said Nara.

“Sama-sama darling.”

“Mama is home anyway? He said it was still a long time,” said Chelsea.

“Mama is here only a few days, mama came home because she said there were misses with mama,” mama Erika clear with a flowing tone staring towards Milan.

“Kangen!” repeat Chelsea pengening.

Hearing that Milan choked on his food until it coughed.

“Be careful Lan!”

Mama Erika thrust a glass of water, Milan grabbed it and then downed it.

This young man smiled clumsily. It was he who asked his mother to come home so that Nara would return to this house and be able to room again.

Dinner was over, now the couple was in the room.

Nara just came out of the wardrope room where she put a bag of souvenirs from Erika's mom. Afterwards this glasses girl prepared to rest her body. As usual Nara stepped towards the sofa where she fell asleep if staying in this house.

“You want to sleep on the sofa again.” The sound of baritone was heard making Nara jerked to turn her gaze towards the bed staring at Milan who was leaning on the top of the bed.

 “Sleep here!” pinta Milan shifted her body, giving room for Nara to lie beside her.

Whaaat! Sleeping in bed together?

Nara stood there, making sure that if she didn't hear wrong, this young man told her to sleep in bed with him.

“Kak Milan, I sleep on the sofa only,” Nara said with a stiff smile.

“Come aboard. Or you want me to carry you!”

Milan woke up to pull his blanket to come down, make Nara flutter, not to let Milan properly carry it.

“No need brother!”

Nara swallows her saliva, and the shadow of their first night is remembered.

With her heart pounding Nara sat on the edge of the bed. Opening the glasses that framed his face put him on the nightstand, after which he turned to open the braids of his hair and lay down his body on the side of the bed, lying on his back to Milan. Trying to avoid getting too close.

This young man smiled furiously, Without a word Milan increasingly shifted closer, squeezing the tiny body, wrapped his hands around his wife's waist and drowned his face at the nape of Nara's neck from earlier he had restrained himself.

Nara's body bristled. His blood flow seemed to stop, his heart seemed to jump out when Milan released a kiss bertubi at the nape of his neck.

Milan's hand gently pulled Nara's shoulder to change position, lying on her side staring at him.

The proposal they met, Smile adorning the handsome face of Milan made Nara stunned to look at the handsome face.

“I miss you!” milan said softly.

Blouse ...

A sense of heat spread on Nara's face to make her blush.

Milan advanced his face eroding the distance between them.

Cup

Milan gently kissed the lips ranum Nara to make him stunned, pounding his heart even more crazy.

A shahdu look full of damba emanated from Milan's eyes. He tidied up the mane of hair that covered Nara's blushing face. “I want you, my wife,” said Milan with a hoarse tone of eyes has fogged passion, the roar of breath tempestuous on Nara's face.

Ah, said wife made Nara's heart more pumped, It's like it can't breathe.

“Kak Milan ...” he said stifled, had not had time to move Milan and put his hand to lock the nape of Nara's neck until he could not move.

Milan then put his lips together, bearded those sweet lips. Nara gasped at the attack she received.

“Kak Milan!” nara's protest tried to avert her gaze when the lipstick slipped.

For Milan this is a time that is very much awaited to be reunited with the woman he loves, now he starts the action.

The kiss turned to all parts of Nara's face evaporating the feelings of love and longing that erupted. Slowly Milan began to move up in support of his wife's body, resting with both hands.

Milan kissed all parts of Nara's face began to fondle her.

"Sir Milan!" still trying to survive.

“Remember tips!” he said he did not stop the action.

Again Nara gasped could not refuse with the husband and wife advice in use Milan. What else can you do besides enjoy it.

The softness of Milan's touch makes Nara always washed away can not stop it. His logic seemed to disappear with the comfort that Milan gave him.

Without awkward again Nara then draped her hand on the neck of Milan as the lips of Milan gently bearded her lips playing with the tongue so that Nara retaliated and finally Nara's body began to heat up until washed away. They sip at each other, sucking on saliva until their tongues are twisted together. Nara has been good at returning her husband's kisses.

Soft kisses descend down the jawbone to the neck niche.

“Eugh,” Nara relieved to hold back the tingle as Milan gave a lick, a sip marking the white skin with a reddish mark.

Milan's hand did not stay still, began to barge into Nara's pajamas, bristling the chest.

 “Ahh.” Nara gave a scrumptious sigh that made Milan burn with passion, traversing every inch of his wife's body, releasing every strand of protective covering that smooth body.

“Ahh.” Nara sighed again, her body sighed as Milan played her twin hills sucking, licking giving a delicious sensation as if her soul floated. ***** Milan is getting more and more tempestuous.

Their breaths have been heavy, the couple's body has been hot burned by passion, Milan already can not resist then take off the clothes he was wearing. Kissing all parts of Nara's face then began to position herself.

“I'll do it slowly,” whispered Milan.

Nara took a deep breath, closing her eyes if she was ready to give rights to her husband.

Nara gripped Milan's back while biting her lower lip. When Milan started to unite his own was still difficult and narrow, but with one jolt they had fused.

Milan stopped for a moment to kiss all parts of Nara's face draining calm after.

Milan began to move his hips slowly delivering a rush of pleasure that creates relief, ******* from the second. Under her husband's confinement Nara resigns herself to the pursuit of ultimate pleasure.

Finally the night that Milan came later also he returned to combine love with his wife Nara, he made sure tonight would be a beautiful long night for both of them.