
The rose grew increasingly nervous looking at the unblinking Simba as if to pounce on him. Because of that too the Rose walked backwards as Simba continued to step forward until his body hit the wall.
"Well!" The rose turned to the high wall that blocked his steps to dodge Simba.
With a sharp gaze Simba locked the Rose with both hands. Make it unable to wiggle like glued to the wall.
The rose protected her chest with her clenched hands while looking away and closing her eyes.
Seeing the rose so tense, Simba laughed loosely and lowered both hands.
"Are you scared?"
"Huh!?" The rose opened her eyes and saw how sweet her husband's smile was.
"Don't be afraid Ana, I'm just kidding, Go."
"Go?"
"Yes, didn't you say we should pray two rakaats, won't you do it first?"
"Oh... Yes-yes, then... I'll go to the bathroom first."
Simba again teases Mawar with his way before finally letting the wife into the bathroom.
The jebrettt...
In the bathroom the Rose resuscitated her body behind the door, She held her thumping chest so tight. There was a feeling of happiness when imagining Simba's ignorant behavior towards him. Even a smile without her noticing was engraved on her lips.
"What's wrong with me" said the Rose who patted her own forehead laughing and shook her head.
About fifteen minutes, Rose opened the bathroom door and was a little shocked to see Simba pacing in front of the door. Meanwhile, Simba who heard the door open was immediately stunned to see the rose that now looks more and more fresh like a new flower in water.
The rose returned awkwardly and wiped away the remaining water droplets on his face and neck. Then he stepped past Simba and took his prayer tool.
"Do you want to stand and look at me like that?" asked the Rose without daring to look at her.
"Oh yeah, hold on a second." Simba rushed into the bathroom.
Making the Rose can breathe a sigh of relief for a moment.
•••
Turning to another room, Zayn was rubbing his sleeping wife, he kept bothering her to listen to what was going through his mind at the moment.
"Maaasss.." with his eyes closed Faza elbowed Zayn's hand which continued to trace his body with his fingers.
"I'm not sleepy yet, you're going to sleep." Zayn whined like a child.
"Eumm... Honey, do you think Zaidan did it violently right away or did he want to perform the Sunnah prayer first as we teach?" ask Zayn again.
Hearing that, Faza so opened his eyes and sat staring at Zayn who was still sitting relaxed leaning on the back of the bed.
"So I didn't sleep thinking about it?"
Zayn nodded his head.
Zayn fell silent and looked at Faza who was on his back. Not knowing what he was thinking, Zayn smiled and went into the blanket hugging Faza's body from behind.
While Simba and Roses have finished performing the Sunnah prayer. The rose kissed Simba's hand a second time after the first one he kissed her after the qobul ijab. Likewise with Simba who for the second time kissed the forehead of the Rose. But this time is different because this time Simba can stare at the beautiful face of the Rose from a very close distance.
This time the rose did not lower her eyes.
He looked at the husband's face as if observing every sense on his face. His nose is sharp, his eyebrows are thick, his sideburns are neat and his lips are... "Ahhh what am I thinking?" The rose lowered her gaze as her mind started to go everywhere.
"What's wrong, why stop staring at me?" simba Goda.
"I-i..."
No waiting for the Rose to finish the answer. Simba got up and carried the body of the Rose from the top of the prayer mat. He laid his body on the bed and opened the face that was still worn by the rose. After that Simba kissed the Rose cheek very gently.
The rose closed its eyes as if enjoying Simba's touch for the first time.
Seeing the Rose silent, Simba turned to his left cheek, After which it rose to the forehead, Nose and...
Simba stopped his action when the two lips almost fused together.
Simba stared at Rose's face for a moment before finally completely fusing their lips.
Can not resist gair*h again with ferocious Simba melu*at lips Rose with a movement of pushing. Make the wife's body lie on her soft bed.
Long enough Simba did that before lowering his tongue sweep to the Rose's neck. Simba lifted the nape of his neck to more freely inhale the aroma of his neck and shoulders are so fragrant as fragrant as a flower tub. Making his gair*h is peaking. Evidently by not being able to silence both hands that trace every inch of his body according to his instinct.
"Aghhhhhh.." the village*have even been separated from the lips of the Rose, He could not hold the burning sparkle by himself. The touches that Simba gives can not be denied his pleasure.
Seeing the Roses that have begun to enjoy the game Simba smiled and more excited to invite the Roses to climb the summit of the kenik*matan together.
After reaching the top of the service*matan for the first time, Simba changed his position. Making a rose over his body.
With the experience you have and the passion*ah that has mastered, Mawar kissed'umi Simba's face.
The longer it goes down until it ends down there.
But even so the Rose did not forget if it had to cover his innocent body with a blanket as he had learned from his Hijra trip.
Notwithstanding the service*matan, Simba stared at the Rose now in control over her, Her beautiful body she could see clearly moving in the rhythm she hadt.
The longer the hotter until it feels at the end there like it wants to vomit something. Making both of his burly hands firmly grip the beautiful chunks of Roses that were also gripping firmly from within.
"Anaaa... Uhhh..."
The rose bit her lower lip and shook her head before she finally threw herself into Simba's arms.
Now their bodies are fused with the sweat that is pouring out.
They wait until the breath returns to normal before they finally get up to clean themselves and take ablution water before falling asleep while hugging.
Seriate...
📌 Don't Say less Hot well, Story in customize title. Ntar if it is too Hot there are such rites as Zayn and Faza in competing Love With Ustadz 😅