Silently Married
The Part 89
Warning 21+
Something rough was playing in his mouth, obscuring every corner and side, exploring with agility and mischievousness. Sometimes he also sucks strongly and bites gently. Stabbing the lips ranum like sweet honey that successfully makes it opiate.
Blue's game gets more demanding as one hand moves to the nape, pressing down on it, making their advance deeper.
Inggit tried to compensate, replying to their increasingly misleading behavior, his fingers moved between the Blue hair to unconsciously encourage more deeply and devoured it without leaving it.
The man again took off their pagutan after the girl stung. Satisfied with the honey on his lips, the man switched to painting many stars at all desired points.
The adventure managed to have a different effect on the girl. The murmur was so intoxicating that it made his stomach like many butterflies.
"Al ..." call him in a stifled voice.
The man snarled, raising his head to look at his wife's reddened face. The man's eyes were misty full of passion.
"What dear?" ask her with a heavy voice.
Inggit bit his lower lip as again his mouth let out a stifled look as the man started surfing. Tasting the river of honey that managed to make the girl float like shahdu.
"Don't be held dear, let it go, I love to hear it" whispered Blue in the middle of a hunting breath.
Blue re-collapsed, grabbing his wife's lips excitedly. While the senses of civilization are busy with agile guerrilla, touching all sides desired. Move mischievously, looking for a different sensation by continuing to explore other dimensions that tempest.
Des@han who came out of his wife's tiny mouth was able to make the adrenaline that was driven by the man even more passionate.
Inggit's breathing began to short-short irregularly, making the man grow closer and closer. Suddenly his wife's body trembled violently when something foreign felt breaking through on him. He screeched, shook his head strongly and tried to encourage fretfulness.
"Sa-sickness .. Al," the girl's whimper that instantly makes Blue pause its activities for a moment.
Blue understood this first, the embrace of his wife's body that vibrates, touching back gently, to be able to make the girl fall asleep, without realizing her body has relaxed again. That's the chance Blue gets along slowly. Trying to make her girl feel comfortable in the midst of intoxicating.
Inggit felt a tremendous pain and soreness, the corner of his eyes wet as the feeling spread, but slowly the sensation became faded as a reliable Blue game. Slowly, again makes it float like swept away the flow of pleasure that can not be defined with words.
Blue tapers, removing the clear circles that escape with a feeling of pride and pity. He did not want to make his girl in pain, but he needed to explore different sensations. Wading through the river of love that empties into stars full of a million favors.
The sound of des@han studded with his moaning indicates they have achieved something most terrible in both. Dive the river of honey with the most terrible experience and extraordinary pleasure. Blue belies its long-held mission so elegantly.
"Insug .…" The man kept muttering his name. Feeling a feeling so happy, explosive, happy.
"Prameswari I love you more." Blue dropped his face between the curves of his wife's neck with a sigh of relief and a happy smile.
He kissed the tops of his wife's head, right and left cheeks and then glanced at his lips, feeling happy, before finally dropping his weight beside Inggit without letting go of his gaze. The man was clearly smiling with satisfaction and was unusually happy.
"Until the flood of gini sweat, dear." Blue's outstretched hand wiped the sweat on his wife's forehead, while the girl just kept quiet by closing her eyes, embarrassed. Hiding his face under the blanket that covered his body.
Blue was anxious himself, looking at his timid wife, he continued to kiss the top of his head and showered a kiss on his cheek.
"Where's that good, isn't it?" whispered the man teased mischievously right behind his ear to be able to make the girl's body again bristled.
"Sick," replied Inggit.
"It hurts a little, it's a lot of fun, right?" seloroh Blue smile.
"Nrank …." Inggit presented a puffy pinch on the man's stomach. Blue chuckles softly.
"Don't do that, guaranteed the second is more sweet. Addictive and reward-bearing" said the man smiling.
Inggit flinched, biting his lower lip fretting. While the man glanced mischievously.
"Look for a moment" the man continued, holding his wife into a crib. Positioning his arms as a cushion to make it feel comfortable.
"Al, sultry, I want to clean up," exclaimed Inggit manyun.
"You again, or I'll take a look."
"You take a shower" he answered confidently.
"Rest for a little while later play again," said the man excitedly. Inggit was still astonished, highlighting her husband's disbelief.
"Well!" Inggit.
"Hehehe, the wrong end itself makes opium." Smirky blue.
"Rubber!" lamented honest.
"I'm a prankster, which one's tired? This one." Blue touched him naughty. Inggit squealed in anxiety. "Or this one," the guy was so naughty. Until it makes the girl ticklish herself.
"Diem, Al, it's ticklish, don't mess around." Inggit wanted to escape, where could it be, even her husband had returned to master the game area.
The woman finally returned resigned when her husband began to re-establish her. Smiling devil, with the most deadly attack.
True said Al, the second is more sweet-sweet millions of delicious tempest. The gulali flower. After successfully making a sweat with a matter of hours, the two sprawled in mutual satisfaction. Making their beds vibrate and bedding disheveled like a rich ship broke. They relaxed and threw smiles at each other.
"Rest ... I love you" said the man smiling. He grabbed his wife and landed a kiss, pulling a blanket to cover the two.
The next morning, Blue woke up first. The man observed his wife who was still asleep, as it seemed that the last night's activity was making the woman exhausted. Until the sun peeked, Inggit was still comfortably coiled under a blanket that wrapped itself.
"Morning dear ..." said Blue smilingly looking at his newly opened wife. Landed a kiss of affection on the top of his head, and a glimpse of the kiss on his lips.
"Eh, is it morning?" The woman blinked a few times before her consciousness finally returned.
"Yes, let's get up .. I've prepared warm water for you" he said, stroking his head.
"Hmm, thank you," Inggit replied quickly. His body still feels tired, the aching here and there is still clearly dominating. Combined with pain, like feeling still stuck down there.
The girl grimaced as she got up from the bed and was about to step up.
"Aww ..." his his fret felt distress. Without a word, Blue directly carried him, taking his wife to the bathroom.
"Still sick?" tanyanya pity.
Inggit nodded with a face hiding in his field chest.
"I'm sorry, maybe last night I was too excited, don't worry, everything will be fine and get well soon" he said. Put his wife's body slowly into the bathtub.
"Submerge .. This will make you a little more comfortable" he said. He kissed his head again before moving to give his wife space to pamper her body.