The Grave of the Galactic Master's Heart Charming Girl
Seductive Galaxy

As strong as the Galactic heart held back, seeing his wife look so sexy wearing her oversized t-shirt on her body. Without wearing pants, Rumi's thigh looks tempting especially since it was darting in the kitchen. The galaxy could only sit at the dinner table waiting for his wife to finish eating.

But he couldn't stand it, the longer his eyes wanted to touch him. Even though he had tried desperately to hold it, it was his wife who had unconsciously disturbed his maleness.

"By..." Rumi began to be disturbed because the Galaxy continued to boil and disrupt its cooking events.

Though Rumi had warned to sit still and not many terraced.

"Heeemmmmm," said the Galaxy with dehemens.

The scent of Rumi's body has always been an opiate for her, always making her comfortable with him.

"Sit By, you're bothering me," said Rumi, her hands agilely stirring her cooking that was about to ripen

"You're the one who bothers me, baby. You're too beautiful to look at, really bothering my eyes" replied the honest Galactic.

"By, you're such a pervert!!" Rumi Protest

"Ga papa lah. wong with his own wife," replied the Galaxy would not lose.

The aroma of Rumi's cooking so tickled his nose, even though it only cooked instant noodles but the aroma was able to make the stomach rebel.

"It looks good" said the spontaneous galaxy.

"Why do I eat instant noodles. You want by, like an anget if fit into the stomach," said Rumi.

"Father dear, the important thing is not to often. After all, this is too healthy the name, there is baso, sausage, mustard, pakcoy, eggplant. Lovingly the panc," said Galaksi memabsen one by one the contents in the pot.

"Hehehe.I just go in everything in the fridge. Honey if you don't eat."

"Remember not much to enter the cabin, later the stomach mules," said Galaksi warned.

"Yes, just relax. Only one seed, which is important the taste of the spikes on the tongue," replied Rumi.

Rumi is a spicy lover, if you eat meatballs can be five to eight tablespoons of sambel that he adds to the bowl. But after becoming pregnant, she limited spicy consumption for fear of stomach problems.

Five minutes later, Rumi's special instant noodles were ready. Rumi divided it according to the portion, Galaxy one bowl, Rumi one bowl. But Rumi's bowl is twice the size of a normal bowl, understandably Rumi ate for three people. The galaxy does not mind the portion of Rumi's food that rose dramatically anyway all for the sake of the nutritional needs of their prospective children.

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The galaxy stuck itself in the mirror, rubbing its cheeks that had been covered with mustache and hair. This week the Galaxy forgot to take care of themselves because it was worried about Rumi who was then kidnapped and guarded Rumi while in the hospital. For the next few days the Galaxy decided to take time off to focus on keeping Rumi's health in order to recover quickly. While his work has been taken over by Eddy and assisted by Lucas.

Chequelek

Rumi had just entered, after bringing some new packages. It turned out to be a few pieces of clothing sent by her mother-in-law. Galaxies do tell about clothes that can not be used. In that instant Mother Lily immediately shopped clothes for her favorite daughter-in-law.

Rumi's eyes were distracted looking at her husband who was standing in front of the mirror while holding her cheek. Also seen Galactic face that began to grow short hair and look more "adult". Ahh Rumi didn't like that anymore if the Galaxy sniffed to the neck part would be amused.

Rumi approached the Galaxy and put her hand on her husband's neck, her legs on tiptoes because her body was not too high.

"Why not rest??" ask Galaxy.

"I've been chanting all night By, now I just want to enjoy the time with you," said Rumi naughty, one hand began to hold the Galactic cheek that felt rough because of the short hair that grew.

The galaxy lifted Rumi's body onto the dresser and sat there when he realized his wife was on tiptoes because of her less tall body. There was a clear roar of Rumi's breath in his ears.

"Sleep baby, the doctor has said if you have to bedrest and should not do too much activity" said Galaksi.

If you do not remember the message the doctor may have now invited his wife to do sports together.

Rumi poked her lips, this was not what she expected. I wanted to say it directly but was too embarrassed.

"By, don't you miss me??" said Rumi sesedu.

Eh, Rumi's hand started mischievous, slowly moving from her face to her husband's chest area. Although still covered by his clothes, but the sensation of his wife's touch makes it like electric shock.

The galaxy was forced to hold Rumi's hand, not to move further down. If that happens, the galaxy won't be able to hold it. The galaxy kissed Rumi's hand then placed her in the center of her chest.

"I guess baby, don't be naughty. I don't want anything bad to happen. Yesterday you promised to obey my orders. So now I'm asking you to rest, baby, we need enough rest" Galaxies said, still trying to persuade Rumi.

Rumi's one hand still hanging from the neck of the Galaxy pressed forcefully closer towards him. Both of their lips touched causing a surge that tried to be held desperately.

With a slow movement, Rumi kissed her so aggressively, in her pregnancy that had entered the second trimester there was a hormonal change. The galaxy returned Rumi's kisses with a sober tone, his tongue began to break through the inside of his wife's mouth and began to pass out one by one row of teeth. They exchanged salivae, channeling stifled desires.

The galaxy removed her sculpture from Rumi's lips, causing disappointment in Rumi. Rumi wanted more so did the Galaxy. But the doctor's message reminding him not to touch his wife first made him hold back the rising tide.

The galaxy saw the disappointment of the look on Rumi's face, could not bear it but did not want him to force if in the end Rumi would fall ill again.

"I'm sorry, baby, don't want to go on. But the condition of your body is not healthy, remember the message of the doctor dear," Galactic regretted

"I'm fine By. Aren't you missing me?" rumi said with a puddle of tears.

"Hey, why talk like that. It sure is very bad, darling. Moreover, a few days of sleeping alone does not taste good. I'm scared,-"

Rumi keburu pulled the nape of the Galaxy until both of their lips re-attached. Rumi's hand pressed down very strongly and would not let go of her until her wish materialized. One hand began to lose control of the whole Galactic body to the most sensitive part. Of course Galaxies moaned as they felt the favor that Rumi did, for some reason his wife became a little naughty and aggressive. If Rumi's condition is healthy, of course, he will be happy to receive all Rumi's treatment.

The galaxy released his kiss gently before his wife was out of breath. This time the galaxy lost, unable to control it anymore. Rumi had been planning to wake up something of hers.

"You've been teasing me baby, don't expect me to let you go this time."