The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
Schiena Liscia

"I miss the black-haired aunt, Mom," whined Miabella as Mia accompanied her to sleep. "When will he come home from England? Just yesterday, Daddy Zio said he would take me there, "Miabella then hid under his blanket.

"Yesterday or earlier, honey?" mia asked as she held back a laugh at her daughter's funny remark.

"Yesterday, Mother. It was Daddy Zio who said that to me," Miabella said again with her slurred speech style.

"Oh, okay. It's night now, so you better get some sleep. Tomorrow we'll call the black-haired aunt and you can talk to her as much as you can," Mia said softly, making Miabella immediately fling the blanket that covered her face. The little girl looked very happy and enthusiastic after hearing Mia's words. A moment later, Miabella nodded. "Come, close your eyes and pray. May you sleep well tonight and dream well," Mia gently kissed her daughter's forehead while rubbing Miabella's long hair, until the little girl closed her eyes and fell asleep.

After being convinced that Miabella was actually asleep, Mia got out of bed. Before he got out of there, he made sure all the equipment installed in his daughter's room was still operating properly, then he left the room.

With calm steps and also looking very graceful, Mia walked towards her room. After arriving there, the beautiful brown-eyed woman found the husband who was observing himself through the reflection of a makeup mirror.

Adriano seemed to wipe the body that yesterday was still wrapped in bandages. This time, the bandage was removed. The wounds he had sustained had recovered and were completely dry. However, all of that left a mark in some parts.

Mia smiled gently. He then approached the husband who had a moment's glance at him. Mia then stood behind Adriano's strapping body. On her tiptoes, she kissed the man's shoulder. "Are you okay, honey?" tanyanya slow.

"Yes. I'm fine," answered Adriano staring at the image of the two of them from the reflection of the mirror.

Mia smiled back. With her index tip, she traced the back of her husband's neck and moved down. The gentle movement of the tips of the fingers ended at the waist. "Nothing, everyone has their own scars. The difference is, there is something visible and there is also something that is not" said Mia again slowly. His two palms then moved slowly, sweeping so gently the surface of his back that was filled by a tattoo depicting the head of a black panther.

The delicate sweep of Mia's palm continued to move upwards towards the shoulder, then split up there. The two palms moved away from each other and now moved on Adriano's burly arms. Mia moved both hands, tracing the curve of the arm gently to the elbow, after which it returned upwards towards the shoulder.

A pair of hands with taut clothes earlier, did not also stop giving a soft sweep on Adriano's back that was only fixated. He seemed to enjoy the treatment of his wife who felt so indulgent, including when Mia's hands began to move from the waist moving forward. He felt with a flat and hard stomach of Adriano. Each sculpture there feels so sturdy, like a relief carved into the rocky cave walls. Very strong and awesome.

Mia laughed softly. The sound of laughter sounded very spoiled. However, Adriano does not want to do anything and seems to let all the temptations of Mia against him. He only enjoyed, especially when the woman began to spread a friendly kiss from the neck to the back of the ear. "Oh ... Mia ...." Adriano was speechless. The desire within him was growing. As strongly as the man refrains from the wife's friendly appeal, in fact he is powerless.

Slowly Adriano turned around. Immediately greeted the sweet lips that looked so ripe with red cherry. Frustrated for the sake of the care she keeps giving. "Did you miss me, Mia?" the whisper warmed up in Mia's ear.

"Very. I really miss you, Adriano," a soft sigh Mia accompanied the motion of Adriano's hand who was lowering the dress zipper on the back. Deftly, the man took off the clothes that wrapped Mia's body to the front, then lowered them to release and fell to the floor. Adriano then turned Mia's body so that she turned her back. He took off the bra hooks that Mia was wearing one by one, while showering the woman's smooth shoulders and back with a friendly kiss. "Don't mess with me, Mia," Adriano said slowly, leaning his wife's body against her. While the two hands of the man began to mischievously move on the chest of the woman.

A slow, pampered moan slid from Mia's lips. An incredible feeling came back, after a few days Adriano had kept his distance. Now, he wants to let go of all the longings that have mounted and torn down all common sense. However, the hot activity in bed with Adriano, has become a necessity and also a deadly opium for him. Mia must admit that the friendly and warm treatment of the thirty-two-year-old man, like an energy booster for his life after experiencing a terrible period of adversity.

"Ask me, Mia," Adriano whispered, and the feeling within Mia grew more turbulent. "Ask, I will fulfill all your desires tonight" whispered the man, more and more seductive.

Mia who was still leaning on Adriano's chest, then looked up slightly. The right hand is placed on the back of the husband's neck. "Do whatever you want with me, Adriano" he said, and immediately greeted a friendly kiss.

"This is what makes me unable to get away from you" Adriano replied as she turned over Mia's almost innocent body. He tightly clenched the woman's waist while looking at her with full of tenderness. While Mia replied with a smile. Never imagined if he would feel so dependent, to the man he always avoided first. But now everything feels so different. The other side of Adriano has him well known. Who would have thought if that was what made him become more fascinated and easily get into the entanglement of the romance of the mob leader Tigre Nero.

Heavy sighs mingled with the spoiled whimper inside the spacious room. A pair of blue eyes Adriano looked meekly at Mia who was ruling over her body. The woman moved with rhythm, making Adriano occasionally grin small in order to hold back feelings that were difficult to express. Mia feels so warm and amazing. The more days, he was increasingly able to keep up with an Adriano.

Sweaty granules began to wet Mia's beautiful body. Tired he ignored, especially when he saw Adriano who was so enjoying his service. Mia is happy, because at least only a warmth and love that she can give, for the man who has sacrificed a lot to reveal the case of the death of the father of Miabella. "You're the most incredible, Mia," Adriano flattered as the woman gasped over her body. Mia is exhausted.

For a moment, Adriano clutched tightly onto the wife's innocent body. However, shortly afterwards he immediately threw Mia on the bed. Now, its turn is in power. Again presented the passion in Mia who has decreased due to fatigue, so that the game can return to run in balance. Adriano shows who he is. The man was indeed a ruler in every way, including on the bed. He had made Mia not wart and seemed to be begging her for forgiveness.