The Beautiful Widow Belongs to the Police
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Andre slept very well. Abdominal pain that was excruciating is no longer felt. Andre was used to sleeping hugging bolsters, so he felt there was less when he slept without any bolsters in his hands. With his eyes still closed, the man fumbled over his bed. Until Andre's hand found something he thought was bolted, then pulled the object.

"Why did it roll so heavy?" murmured Andre while pulling Irma who he thought was bolstered, but there was no movement at all. "But, what, the bolster is chewy like gini?" Andre, who was still closed and not yet aware of Irma's presence, felt there was something strange about his favorite weed.

He continued to grope Irma, until the person who was disturbed by his sleep pulled over the hand that continued to care for the body.

"Cute, do you have hands?" Andre's eyes immediately rounded perfectly, he gasped with his hand-held whim. "Well! What dream did I have, roll into Ma'am Say?"

Andre whose consciousness had not returned a hundred percent, stared at the astonished woman who was sleeping beside him. A moment later, he patted his own soul so aware of his folly.

"Well, he's here. She's officially my wife." Andre laughed to himself, when the event that had been held crossed his mind. Especially when recalling the warming scene they were doing, it was extremely sweet. Until his smile faded as soon as he remembered his show was cut off by an immoral stomachache.

"Thank you for taking care of me." A kiss landed on Irma's cheek.

Andre's sleepiness instantly disappeared. Seeing Irma who slept so quietly and beautifully, made her not want to go through that time. Andre who was still sleeping tilted, supported his head, then noticed the face that never got tired of being looked at. Andre accents every curve of the wife's face with his fingers. Mention every part of the face he touched and patent that it was all his. Brazing in the heart and heart, will never be replaced forever.

He still feels a dream, unexpectedly, can sleep in bed with the idol of the heart.

Satisfied looking at Irma's face, Andre again lay down while hugging the woman very tightly. Until a move from Irma, realized Andre that the wife was also awakened by his actions. Makes Andre grieve himself who has disturbed Irma's sleep. Andre's eyes were closed again, pretending to sleep, hoping Irma also went back to sleep.

However, beyond his expectations. The woman who was worried about Andre's condition even woke up and watched him back. Andre, who could not bear to pretend to sleep, slowly opened his eyes while tempting the wife.

Conversations to say thank you and sorry were the beginning of their first waking up after being legally husband and wife.

"There is still time before dawn. Would you like to continue that delayed warm-up session?" andre said later, with a smile. His face was getting closer to Irma's. He invited the wife back to repeat the heating overnight which of course this time had to arrive at cooling.

"It's really healed?" Irma blocked the face that was almost stuck to her face. Making sure last night's events don't happen again.

Irma smiled as she nodded lightly. As a person who has never been household can not be denied, Irma is also thirsty for the touch of a man. Got a touch from Andre, making the other side of Irma also ask for more. In addition, he also did not want to make the man he loved disappointed because he refused his request.

Gaining the approval of Irma, with the spirit of '45 Andre again brought his face closer to Irma's face, regurgitated the sweetness of the boneless meat that had been tasted last night, until his tongue creaked in, so that he could read more, take up every space there. Not wanting only Andre to play, Irma glued her deck and offset the tongue game of the husband.

"I love you," said the love continued to speak from Andre's mouth as they scooped up the nearly depleted oxygen.

Until every word of love is only said from every touch given Andre. After being satisfied with each other's saliva, Andre removed the threads that covered his wife and himself. Without a word Andre rushed to climb the map that he could only touch after making kabul ijab. Not to forget, give the cruising points with a reddish shape in the place that Andre passed. In fact, two dry springs became the most beautiful and longest point he stopped by. Maybe, that place will be a favorite place, if later he explore again. However, exploration should not stop there. There was still one place waiting for him, the heaven of the world was already in sight.

Slowly but surely, he tried to give a trace there. Not just a trace, but he tried to get into a place that made him drunk. With a regular rhythm he tried to destroy the place that looks like a narrow cave, making Irma continue to rumble indistinctly when all the touches cause a strange gelenyar on his body.

"I have a stomachache again." Suddenly Andre's voice disperse the exploration that almost reached the top.

"Well!" Irma glared perfectly, not believing Andre's words. To be more precise, she did not accept her husband's words. It could be that at the time of the core event the man will leave him again to the bathroom.

"I have a stomachache. Pending again, yes!" said Andre, snapping his game.

"No. Finish first!" irma replied, with her eyes red as if she were going to come out.

Irma's answer was beyond Andre's expectations, making men smile widely. "According to orders, Sister Say!" said Andre who managed to prank Irma. The man went back to exploring with a slight increase in his speed.

The walls of the room record every exploration made by the owner of the room and witness the union of Andre and Irma in each sweep of their breath.

"I love you" said Andre, kissing his wife's forehead at the end of their exploration.

"I love you too" Irma replied with an unordered breath.