The Light for Mr. Bhishma
What a lovely party
Dinner and party have arrived. Kia brought the well-groomed Bhishma into the room that had been designed for all events. The outdor nuanced room showed a very beautiful sea view accompanied by a very cold sea breeze pierced to the bone. But all was like nothing to everyone who was there, when they were late with all the parties.
The sound of music was turned on after they ate the dishes. Guests are invited to come forward to sing and dance with their respective partners there, except for Kia and Bhishma who are more comfortable alone and sit in a chair facing the open ocean. Kia sank the spoiled chest in her husband's field, telling her what scene there is today with such a perfect description.
Bismapun imagined it and admired everything at that time, especially plus the beauty that was nearby at this time. It felt more beautiful than anything on this earth, especially when Bhishma imagined the face of Kia that He always felt every day.
"Are you not cold? Your dress, it feels so thin." Bhishma pulled one of the ropes of the dress that Kia was wearing at the time. It is thin with one strand stuck on Kia's shoulders, especially with the chest slightly open down felt Kia's chest defense open when Bisma touched. Kia closed her eyes enjoying every touch her husband gave her.
"It's not cold, if there's Mas Bhishma beside Kia. Warm if this is the case," Kia grabbed the other Bhishma's hand and placed it on the cheek. And soon, Bhishma took her to the room to rest.
It was definitely not just resting at that time. Because they continue the activity to exercise the night as they are very intensively doing. Moreover, Kia very much wants to immediately have a child from Bhishma as the fruit of her second love.
Kia immediately ran over and grabbed him from behind. Bisma immediately raised her head in surprise, as if in disbelief as Kia was fishing for him first. Bhishma took off Kia's embrace and flipped her body to be sure and felt her face.
"It's really Kia," whined Kia with her eyes wrinkled as Bisma did that. The bisma suddenly became angry and grabbed the wife's nose, then spread out both hands. It was as if the wife wanted to do anything to her body.
Kiaun smiled cheerfully and pushed the big body of Bhishma to fall into the bed, sat down and he climbed on his lap. Kia moved, began to kiss the bibis Bisma, cheek and continued down the niche of her neck so actively there. While this time Bhishma just silence and resignedly enjoy all that Kia did to him. His hand was just silent, supporting the Kia bokoong so as not to slump or fall from his lap at that time.
Kia's wild hands began to dare to open one by one button Bisma shirt until the date, then remove it and he threw away any floor. The push back he did so that Bhishma lay down and He more and more freely did whatever was set up muscularly. Like a revenge for what Bhishma often did to him. Bhishma only let Kia dominate at this moment, witnessing how powerful it was for Kia to be able to conquer her. Or Kia will be as usual.