Sinful Angel
SA Chapter 64

Sinful Angel Chapter 64

Bisma traps Tya under her strong force. Tya seemed to be immersed in gallant power with arm muscles as well as a sixpack that formed a perfect fit.

Bhishma pressed down and deepened his pagutan with a hunting breath, in a hurry. Scrolling passion raging. The effects of the contaminating stimulant drugs tortured his body, prompting him to release the terrible demands that rolled up all the nerves and vessels.

“Quiet, Mas. Calm down, slow down, just, don't rush” said Tya while stroking the hair of the soft Bisma with a sharp breath, just as Bisma released her lips and now sniffed the greedy skin of her neck. So tight Bisma scatters her red lips, Tya feels her lips almost numb.

“Ma-sorry,” says Bisma raucous. Still remember to apologize in the midst of the reason that arises drowned out instinct. “A-I have trouble controlling myself, Tya,” his sigh tormented in the roar of hunting breath, his chest of fireworks deflating while his lips and nose were exploring, fondling greedily a little rough along Tya's neck as well as shoulders. Leaving a trail, not just one, but imprinting on each heap.

Tya continued to caress the hair as well as Bhishma's back gently. “I'm nothing, Mas. I'll come help. But try not to rush, okay, my husband?” tya said just like that, saying the word my husband unconsciously. Mired could not bear to hear the grunts of the tormented Bhishma. Tya overthrew the position, so that now Bhishma was under him.

The breathless bisma nodded slowly. Both of his hands were embracing Tya's waist and fingered rampant there. The bisma who seemed unable to stem every twitch demanded all over her body, was still trying to hold back when she wanted to snatch a pair of lacy mini cloths that were still attached to Tya's body.

Understand the body language of Bhishma. Tya opened it herself and threw it away, even helping Bhishma disarm her bathrobe. Bisma eyeballs darkened desire was treated to beauty that often overshadowed him, making it difficult to fall asleep.

“Do what you want and need? Am I not your wife? Do it, dear,” said Tya who then put himself willingly touched by the fondness of Bhishma.

Three years of graduation at the age of being productive side of his inner needs, is not an easy matter in controlling. This time after a long time despite being pestered by the influence of medicine, Bhishma freed her primitive side that had been held back for a long time. Spilling it on Tya was terrible.

They melted for the first time. Destroying the bed and removing the blanket also bolster pillows until scattered on the floor. Manly growls filled the entire room, combined with feminine groans that gradually came to be heard.

The hot beach weather, makes Bhishma thirsty. Once felt enough to accompany entrepreneurs from Malaysia, Bisma looking for a cafe near the beach, relax there. Once again Bisma met Prita and Radhika, both resting and ordering a cold drink there. It's just that their seats are far apart.

Bisma ordered orange juice. A glass of cold orange juice was immediately gulped until it ran out. Still feeling not enough to quench his thirst, Bisma ordered again, and somehow after drinking the second glass, his body suddenly felt strange, starting to feel something was wrong.

In the consciousness that sinks. Bhishma faintly sees Radhika and Prita approaching and offers help. At first it was just dizzy like a firefly. Bisma remembers her riding in the car to return to the hotel with Prita, only she could not resist because her head was dizzy instead of playing. However, when he arrived at the hotel and was arrested by a hotel employee, not only was his head dizzy, suddenly all his nerves detected another reaction, a reaction that ignited his excitement suddenly with a very powerful attack.

Bisma collapses to the side of Tya's body after she finally twists long, when her torturing demands successfully get the desired release. Sweat flooding. All his tense nerves gradually relaxed, his breathing also gradually returned to normal after savagely enough to vent the agonizing urge of aphrodisiac substances.

Not only Bhishma, but Tya was equally vulnerable. He was almost overwhelmed by the ferocious attack of Bhishma. However, Tya knew that Bhishma was a bit harsh for sure because of the controlled influence of the drug. Luckily, Tya was quite well trained in balancing.

Both are breathing. However, Tya then snorted as a gentle kiss landed on her forehead, followed by a masculine mutter filled her hearing room. “Still, My wife,” said Bisma quietly, pulling Tya's body to be grabbed and drowning the face in the recess of her neck.

Tya's stunned. All his life, only this time he was treated so precious. Tya observed the handsome face of Bisma who was seeping with fatigue, so close to her, just a short distance away.

A warm smile on her beautiful face. Her heart flowered uncontrollably when Bhishma called her 'my wife' when they were both, even more so in intimate situations, not in the interest of showing off to the former.

Seriate.