The Conqueror of Love the Heir
THE PCSP 50

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"It's night, tomorrow's work," Nayla covered her evaporating lips.

"Sleep first, I'm not sleepy yet" Mahen grinned as he rolled one eye toward Nayla who was five watts.

"Om what do you want?" nayla asked, pulling the blanket over her chest.

Nayla had yet to close her eyes perfectly. Suddenly Mahen's hand pulled on Nayla's nape, quickly fusing their lips together. "I want this."

The net is perfect. Nayla froze, in a moment of shock that had not faded away. Mahen's lips had already mastered her lips intensely. The intimidating look made Nayla's body muscles instantly limp. Her senses of vision, which was originally wide open, are now slowly closed to enjoy the luma tan-luma tan from her husband's dark pink lips.

Mahen stared intensely and smiled. She tidied up Nayla's naughty brat covering her pretty face.

What a simple treatment from Mahen can be said as a sign of love. From a very comfortable embrace. Until the attitude treatment that makes Nayla no longer just as a wife siri or just on paper. Awe is no longer like the symbiosis of mutualism that was set forth in the contract agreement a few moments ago, before the two are bound in the sacred promise that is spoken from the lips of a Mahendra Wijaya.

The presence of both of them brings a big change in each other's person. Mahen's world is no longer in ruins with his pseudo-marriage to Giska Hutomo. As for Nayla, to know the meaning of real love obtained from the man in front of her, now. Mahendra Wijaya, her legal husband. Their marriage did not exist in the country. However, it remains valid in the presence of Alloh Subhanallahu Wa'taalla. Legally legal.

Mahen lifted Nayla's chin, until both of his gazes were adrift.

"I'm all yours, Nayla Suherman. And you were created just for me to have. I love you, my little wife. Wonderful little girl" Mahen whispered in Nayla's ear. My hands go over Nayla's pretty face. "No one can take you from my side."

The amulet words voiced by the handsome man, were so soothing and soothing to Nayla's troubled and restless soul. Words that contain assertiveness and also binding property rights.

"Darling," hissed Mahen with a face that was not far away. Make Nayla's face red tinge. "I want you tonight." Mahen could see the pretty face of his little wife who blushed in embarrassment.

With a sweet smile that charmed her husband. Nayla nodded slowly and reached out one hand to rub Mahen's tightened firm jaw. "I'm yours tonight, Mom.. I am so happy that you are enjoying my body. Even if your heart is not for me" said Nayla.

Mahen's eyes are getting shiny full of naf su. Back his lips pressed and enjoyed Nayla's lips. Not even one hand was left idle. Now she begins to suck into the white tank top that Nayla wears to look for soft chewy objects, new toys that she likes so much.

And a few seconds later, I don't know who started but now, the newlywed couple's body is equally plain without the cloth attached.

Nayla's hypnotizing white skin softness leads her to explore every inch of her body with a distinctive aroma that makes her husband more crazy and passionate. Mahen's adventure stops at the top of a chewy object that has been brandishing beautifully. Semeru Peak which invites the desire of a Mahen is more eager to climb with the sound of ******* who called his name.

"Bad.. Honey," the expression on Nayla's body that can't be lied to, as if to show the man who had her confined, at this moment. Completely enveloped by an unstoppable taste. Fly into the clouds with his halal partner, who catapults his name when pleasure feels unquestionably paused.

The adventures of the two were very long and exhausting, only they could feel it.

Only a long sigh was heard from the lips of the beautiful woman who was confined under Mahen's muscular body. He could not resist the pleasure created a few minutes ago until it changed hours. And it ends at its peak. Meanwhile, Mahen who has not reached the top of Mahameru, he continues to pursue the pleasure of climbing.

A long breath of relief from his sense of smell. Signs as the peak of success he's farming tonight. While continuing to kiss his small wife's body, Mahen fixed the position of his wife who was lying on the big, luxurious bed, to feel comfortable in her sleep. In closing his activity in the evening exercise, Mahen kissed his little wife's forehead gently and full of holy love.

"Thank you, baby. Have served me with your sincerity and sweet smile, always accompanying in your every move. I love you, Nayla Suherman, the owner of my heart!" said softly Mahen with an offended smile on his lips with pleasure and happiness.

Nayla could only nod slowly. His body no longer had energy. And in a matter of seconds, he was already asleep in his beautiful sleep.

Mahen hugged his wife's slender body, as if he didn't want to let go.

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Next morning. The middle sun peeked from the window of the room that was slightly opened because it was not closed perfectly.

Nayla began to blink, then rub her visual senses slowly, so she wanted to open wide. He feels a little claustrophobic. His slender body was like holding a fairly heavy weight!

Nayla who fell asleep on her side, tried to neutralize all her thoughts to return to normal and conscious.

His head felt not on a pillow, but something that gave off warmth.

The woman looked back and was surprised by what she saw now. "God! Why could that be? Did I fall asleep last night with a chest covered in thin feathers? That's my sleep and hers?"

A truly comfortable sleeping position is felt by the two human children of different sexes. Mahen's lips clung to Nayla's head.

But at this time why Nayla felt amused at the top of her everything. It was as if someone's finger was twisting and pulling it.

Their bodies were only wrapped in blankets, without any thread as a barrier to the bodies of Nayla and Mahen.

Weirdo? Whose fingers?

The woman looked back again, she could see clearly. If her husband's eyes are closed. The tightly closed eyelids are overgrown with long feathers and look flattened. But, really. The awkwardness Nayla felt. With his eyes closed, but his fingers wandered wildly playing the top of the mountain as beautiful as his.

"Oom!! I cut off your finger!!" peekit Nayla's.

Basic Mahen, always take advantage under any circumstances. Despite his wife's screams, it broke his eardrums even once. Both of his eyes were still tightly closed. But make no mistake! His sense of well-being is very good function. He restrained his piety from being discovered by his little wife's ruse.

"Wake up or I'll hang Jalu!" nayla, open the blanket.

How surprised Nayla was. Look at the Jalu that seems to hang with a full volume of power.. Which can't be expressed with anything!

"You're teasing me, baby," that typical waking-up hoarse voice rang out in Nayla's wit.

"Kaburr!!!" Nayla got out of that king-size bed.

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