The Boy for the Widow
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The night is getting late, Lyra still refuses to do it that fast even though the two have become halal couples. Feelings of anxiety and trauma to the beautiful woman, making Zul can only resignedly resist the taste that makes him more curious.

Zul embraces the slender belly of his wife who has since sat on the edge of the bed, taking her in the warm arms of a handsome young man.

"Why do you seem nervous, baby? Don't you want us to do it tonight?" tanya Zul gently kissed the top of Lyra's head.

Lyra gulped her own saliva, smelling the masculine scent of her beloved husband's body that made her chest shake even more, "I'll ask you if I'm ready, Zul. You're not angry, are you? Honestly I'm still in shock because our marriage is in too much of a hurry ...! I'm afraid of failing again, Zul ..."

Zul let out a long sigh, his heart slightly riled up for failing to anchor his imported eggplant failed miserably. Lyra's unpreparedness makes her a little curious to know all about her and Dony's problems.

"What exactly triggered you to split up, baby? Why are you so many secrets?" zul asked a little whisper.

Lyra plays her fingers on the chest of the Zul field, which is overgrown with fine feathers adorning the body of her husband sispack so stunning. Many times the woman was powerless to resist her growing desire that made her glance a little down, just to see the reaction of the burly body.

"Hmm .. You already know how Papa Kesy told me, Zul. He hasn't touched me in two years. I felt like I was a widow who never felt the warmth of a husband" Lyra said slowly.

Zul smiles sumringah, feeling happiness will side with him, "Certain ... What if we did it without thinking about the past. We are thinking about the future now. Tonight I'm your husband, and I deserve you and your beautiful body! Oya, for two years you haven't been touched, haven't you felt lonely?"

Lyra stretched out their arms, choosing to put her head on the pillow, looking at Zul's face which was also staring at her.

Zul pinned the haircut that covered his beautiful face on the earlobe of the wife ...

"You're beautiful Lyra, I'm totally sedated by your widow's charm. You are very elegant and classy. There are not many women who have perfection like you, my Papa and Mama admit it and admire you very much .." explains Zul honestly.

Lyra covered her face with both hands, her heart and feelings made to float flying by the praise of a husband she never got from Dony. "Is this what we call the beauty of second marriage, Zul? You praised me too much, making me fly!" his laughter smirked small.

Zul laughed, only this time he saw the woman smiling in embarrassment as the praise did not make her fly high into the clouds.

"Relance ... I stopped by one of the jewelry stores. I guess you're just like my Mama, don't like wearing too glamorous jewelry ... So I intend to give you something" said Zul took a paper bag located next to his bed.

Lyra's two eyes are perfectly rounded, she gets more misbehaved when Zul opens a beautiful jewelry box.

"Rel ... Whatisthis? Everything you give is enough! Don't make me feel more guilty, because I haven't been able to make you happy," said Lyra rubbed the corner of her eyes that were almost wet.

Zul approaches Lyra, embedding a fancy necklace with a lock pendant and a heart.

Regardless of Lyra's unpreparedness, Zul continues to venture to start first. He gently kissed his wife's neckline which was very white and clean. The smell of perfume with white pajamas covering his wife's body was only a thigh, making the young man a little more aggressive to start things first.

"Mhmph ... Thanks Zul ..." Lyra enjoyed the touch of Zul's lips which had begun to wet her beautiful neck with her saliva.

Zul ventured to touch two chewy objects that felt solid and did not wear a buffer from behind the thread that was still closing. She whispered a little softly, "Enjoy dear, I won't hurt you ..."

Zul gently kissed his wife's lips, propping up Lyra's nape to lay the body of the adult woman on a bed wrapped in white sheets.

"I didn't expect, it turns out you're more beautiful baby. You really are the perfect woman for me. Lyra, say my name" he whispered as he watched Lyra put her smooth hand down Zul's neck.

The window is covered with thin curtains to get a more romantic night atmosphere so that Lyra can feel the beauty of a different night. The light of the lamp still illuminates the night, decorated with starlight scattered in the deep sky of the night.

Zul was powerless to resist the growing turmoil, even as his eyes saw clearly the chewy part of the woman that was already wide open before him.

"Beautiful .." Only that phrase came out of Zul's lips as he began to sink to taste the light brown peak.

Lyra could only resign, her lips locked tight tonight. Although he initially said he was not ready, but his body responded quickly and several times he was upset. The fine bristles that bristled, made him powerless to say 'no'...

Zul smiled faintly, he purposely kissed those softly wet lips again, his mischievous hands releasing all the threads that were blocking them.

Now the smooth part that was originally covered in pajamas, now only the pink underware is left which is enough to cover the different chewy parts below.

Lyra's lips shook, back to the sigh when Zul's fingers touched the part that was still wrapped in silk thread.

Lyra's head looked up, her lips were in great distress, squeezing Zul's arm strongly with a gasp of breath, "Zulhh ... I want you tonnage ..."

Zul, who is very aware of which parts are sensitive areas of a woman, because she is an obstetrician, began his action to make a woman happy who has become his legal wife.

Zul wanted to feel what it felt like to have his eggplant imported inside a dark valley that had been stunning the view since it opened. How can a woman who already has children still look fresh in a very charming reddish with a scent that greatly anesthetizes the eyes of a man's heart in the form of a husband.

Slowly Zul stared fixedly at Lyra's eyes asking for approval of what would be her goal tonight, peeping in expectantly beautiful eyes. Somehow Lyra like going to let go of her bachelor, because a little moaning when repeatedly Zul wrong target for the union of love they release all hidden desires.

"Darling ... Can you lead me, to visit the valley of your heaven?"

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