The Choice of Mom
Planting Seeds

Women's Choice Mother Part 32

By Sept

The heart of which husband does not bloom, when the desired wife is very understanding. Though do not have to wear so, Arman already likes. Later it will be released as well. But no problem, the war clothes Lia was wearing made her pound. Lia is very smart to make Arman's nose immediately bloom.

"Tumben used this?" whispered Arman who was already on the bed while touching the end of the tempting lace.

"Rather than idle," replied Lia with a prickly eye.

Arman's face added sumringah, and time to create the next generation of the nation. Lia is ready, the room is closed. The atmosphere is already supportive plus a dimly lit lamp.

"Hopefully, tonight so yes, Lia," whispered Arman but his hand crept, rubbing Lia's stomach. Arman has a son from Lia.

"Bismillah, my dear."

Before doing activities that make the body sweat, Arman holds Lia's face first. The man then kissed Lia's head, and whispered something.

Cup

The kiss drops to the forehead, then switches to the left and right eyes. Getting down, past the pointed nose of the most beautiful woman in Arman's eyes at the moment.

Stop quite a long time right on the lips. The atmosphere that was once warm, began to heat up.

"Mas!" hiss Lia while pushing Arman's body. Lia gently hits her husband's arm because Arman finished biting her. Maybe Arman is too anxious, to want to eat his wife raw.

"illness?" ask Arman.

Lia shook her head, then wrapped her hands around Arman's neck.

"Not sick, amused .." replied Lia with a smile.

Look at those sweet lips, smiling sweetly, Arman immediately took another sip. Take those ranum lips deeper. Not to forget, her fingers danced, obscuring each curve, inch by inch Lia's body which was like opium.

"It's very tense, hopefully not out," murmured Arman.

Lia looked down, saw something that was down there.

"Don't bust out, Mas. Play first," said Lia.

Arman was quite shocked, Lia was getting beyond expectations. But Arman likes it too. The more mischievous, the more the ser-serious.

Satisfied with warming up, now is the time for core activities. Where Arman will sow the seeds of life on his land that is already halal.

"Replace the position, yes" said Arman and lay down.

He wanted Lia to set up the game.

"really? If it is above, Mas will even immediately disappear," chirped Lia while mocking.

Not even two minutes, Arman had given up.

"Honey .. stop first."

"You out?"

Arman just closed his eyes, then held onto Lia's waist to keep her from moving. There is a large mountain that wants to erupt, must be detained because the duration is still short.

"Stop it first."

Lia smiled, then pranked the husband.

"LIARUS ..."

Arman immediately hugged Lia's body very strongly.

"Aren't you horrified?" arman protested with a hoarse voice.

Jahil once this Lia, already hugged but still moving. Until finally, Arman surrendered in battle.

"That's a big deal, Mom?" whispered Lia very ignorantly.

"Ish .. nakalll so much you, Lia."

Lia smiled with satisfaction, because she had succeeded in pranking the husband. Because Arman is out. Now it was time for him to sleep without any distractions.

After the evening exercise, they went to the bathroom, after everything was clean. Lia was lying down, this time in pajamas. No longer a battle suit.

Hoamms

Lia yawned many times, while Arman looked freshly fit.

"Congratulations?"

"Hem."

"Don't sleep first .. we play again," said Arman as he stood beside the bed.

"Aren't you?"

"So briefly. If the second round, it's usually long" Arman said with confidence.

Lia's intention is to rest, but it looks like she's going to have to make it tonight. Seriate

Spirit of Man, until your seedlings mecungul. Heheheheh