Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
132. You are Weak!

Irfan did not stop whining to Mama Viola in order to persuade the little man to sleep with her. He wants to spend time alone with Fajira tonight, just for tonight.

"Already Bang! basic pervert! do you want your wife to exile Fajri? remember Fajira is pregnant, do not let your child and wife wretch!" Omel mom.

Luckily Fajri and Fajira were already in the room, so they did not hear the debate between the mother and the child.

"Come on, Ma! just tonight. Brother please!" said Irfan memelas.

"Your son is smart, Bang! not just anyone can fool him. There's something he'll ask you later!" ketus mama who was caught off guard with the attitude of her son.

"Mama later enough to put on a sad face, say mama is afraid to sleep alone because there is something like this. Whatever mom wants to say. Yes, yes tonight! pliiss!"

"huh!..."

Mama whistles towards Irfan's room. He turned his brain around, looking for a way, how to persuade Fajri to sleep with him tonight.

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"Come on, baby!" persuade Irfan.

It was all unexpected, Fajira was even upset with him because he deliberately persuaded mama to invite Fajri to sleep together apart from them.

"You're outrageous, Mas! another child is sick too, which is on your mind just huhah! huhah again. Aren't you tired?" sumpul Fajira walked to and fro avoiding Irfan.

The man just smiled holding back his laughter. He was so anxious to see the behavior of Fajira who seemed to refuse, but he also wanted it very much.

"uhuh... I'm tired!" said Fajira who gave up to avoid Irfan. He sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroking his distended stomach.

The man chuckles at Fajira who is already upset because of her behavior. He sat on the edge of the bed right accompanied by Fajira and also stroked the belly gently. Irfan enthusiastically chatted with his future son who would soon be born into this world.

"Daddy's son baby! Does Dede want you to look up, son?" irfan asked as he brought his ears closer to Fajira's stomach.

dukes...

Irfan felt movement in Fajira's stomach. The man raised his eyes with an expanding smile.

"Dede want to? Tell dong same Mother, Dede want to play with Daddy, Mother! it's it!"

dukes...

The stomach again gives a signal and makes Irfan more happy. He looked at Fajira who was also looking at him.

Deep look, full of love. It feels very intoxicating and does not want to take off the goods for a moment.

Irfan drew his face closer to Fajira. Slowly but surely, he was very eager to kiss the lips of ranum who always called him from earlier. Their faces were getting closer, leaving only a few inches, Fajira suddenly looked at her with a red face.

"h-honey?" said Irfan.

"I'm tired, Mom! full too. Can you bear to see me claustrophobic in your support later?" said Fajira selling expensive.

"Huh?" Irfan just stared at his wife cengo.

"I'm gonna take a break, move it!" Fajira pushed Irfan slowly so he could move on.

The pregnant woman slowly laid her body and faced to the right.

"good night, baby!" fajira said and closed his eyes.

Irfan just gawked in disbelief at his wife's attitude. He was still silent with a face that was beginning to get upset.

Ah yes I have an idea, how do you not reject me anymore!. Bathin Irfan smiled mischievously.

"yes, good night, baby!" said Irfan peeked at Fajira's forehead and stomach.

Then he also lay face to face with his wife who had pretended to be asleep.

The beautiful woman peeked a little, seeing if Irfan was asleep or not.

Jesus Mas! why aren't you sensitive anyway? I want to be seduced first, this is even sleeping! uuh so upset I have a husband insensitive!. Bathin Fajira is upset.

He wants to cry at this moment. But whatever the power, he can only close his eyes while waiting for a miracle to come.

Unexpectedly Irfan even opened one by one his clothes and look sexy body of the handsome man.

Gleck...

Hold Fajira!. Bathin the pregnant woman screamed.

Irfan on his back, he still pretends to be asleep while rubbing his sister who already looks prominent. It was successful in making Fajira more difficult to breathe.

"Ehmmhh.." - Irfan sighed softly and sounded very melodious and seductive in Fajira's ears.

I can't stand it!. Fajira's screams become more and more.

The beans have begun to pulsate accompanied by the wetness of Goa kenikma'tan source of happiness in their marriage.

To hell with everything!

He got up slowly and immediately sat down on Irfan's sister who was already feeling very hard. The man laughed wickedly in the heart.

You finally got it, baby! I'm sure you'll never hold on to my charms, what else see my sister who has stood up gallantly. Bathin Irfan cheering happy.

"engh. You gapain?" irfan said like a person who just woke up.

"you're evil! hyx..."

Bugh... Bugh...

Fajira hits Irfan's chest while sobbing.

"You're bad, Mum! be wicked! hiks.." isak Fajira increasingly become and managed to make Irfan a fog.

"Darling, get down first! Here's the story of what am I doing?" ask Irfan seriously.

"Why are you sleeping? not that I wanted to! I'm upset just as you know! not in persuasion, in seduction, even in staying asleep!" Fajira said still sobbing.

"sorry, baby! You said you were afraid..."

"can you persuade me, Mother! how the hell are you!" fajira was upset.

"yes, I'm sorry"

Irfan held onto two of Fajira's cheeks and looked at her gently. He really liked the presence of a beautiful angel who would accompany his life until death came to pick him up.

Slowly Irfan brought his head closer and kissed Fajira's lips gently. The pregnant woman replied to Irfan's play with a little heat. He really can't wait for Irfan to enter it immediately and nurture the seeds of love that have been planted between them.

The kiss felt hotter and more exciting, Irfan laid Fajira slowly with still kissing hot. He loved his wife's body and removed one by one the crazed body coverings.

Moans and villages echoed within that dark room. Accompanied by the dim lights of sleep, Irfan whispered very sweet words to Fajira, making pregnant women more burning passion.

"Mas, I can't stand it!" fajira's sigh that Irfan wants to enter.

"Patience, dear!" instead of obeying his wife's wishes, Irfan plays in Fajira's toxic valley. The pregnant woman was upset, but also enjoyed her husband's game.

"Massshhh, Come on!" fajira sighed, it was a sensation this time very different from before. He was free to express himself without fear of disturbing his little son's sleep.

Irfan chuckled, he immediately took a swing in order to enter Fajira easily.

jamb...

The long-barreled banana went in perfectly, embedded to the bottom of the valley. He let it go for a while while observing the frustrated expression of Fajira. It was very tempting and successful to make his little brother harden even more.

"Maaaasshhhh!"whinek Fajira with a sigh.

Irfan smiled mischievously. He began to move back and forth beautifully over Fajira by upholding the safety of his son and wife. Slowly and softly but surely he played there.

It feels like he is kicking his sister, but it is very unlikely given Fajira's current condition.

After you give birth later, don't expect you to be able to accept my gentle play again dear!. Irfan's determination in the heart.

"Masshhh, over!" fajira wants to change position.

Irfan said, he immediately fell on his back while feeling Fajira's hand that began to touch his sister. The soft hand began to grip the large, hard mushroom slowly.

Indeed, basically pregnant women are perverted, Fajira immediately sat on top of Irfan while putting the banana into his lower mouth.

"enhhhhh... Maasssshhhh" said Fajira felt a pleasure that made him feel like flying.

Until the game was over Fajira and Irfan were still lying limp on their beds. But the unexpected happened.

"Maaashh." said Fajira stroking softly Irfan's already drooping sister.

"well, I'm still tired"

"Come on!" fajira Whine.

"just a moment!" continued.

"sa. hmmpphh" Fajira silenced Irfan's mouth and made the owner of the eye furniture.

They restarted the game but not like the beginning. Until Irfan fell beside his wife and successfully made Fajira smile amusedly staring at her husband who was lying limp.

"are you weak, Mom! watching pregnant women are you lackluster!" fajira mocked her husband.

Duars!!...

Irfan's self-esteem seemed torn apart listening to his wife's words. He looked at Fajira with glaring eyes.

"What did you say?" irfan did not believe.

"You are weak!" challenge Fajira and make Irfan even more inflamed.

"You'll see how much I have, baby!" irfan said grinningly.

Fajira rounded his eyes. Damnit damnit! weapons eat sir! her mind. But he did not feel anything from Irfan's attack. When he opened his eyes he looked at Irfan who had been closed while holding his stomach.

There was a soft snoring from Irfan's mouth. She giggled amusedly before following her husband into a beautiful dreamland.

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TO BE CONTINUE

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