The Love of the Racer
Perturbed

Peaceful snoring shatters the atmosphere. Warm dekapan sembayami raga. Under the covers a pair of humans knit each other dreams inside a lena. However, before long the eyes were opened by the impulse of desire that returned to greet.

Jeaven woke up because hers was back on edge. But that doesn't mean his libido is allowed to win. There are other important things that if not done immediately make him not calm.

"Hmm, Jeav. I'm tired" whined Jesslyn. His man was disturbed by the behavior of Jeaven who showered his face with a kiss. Even next to his synthetic mound was again the target of a hand squeeze.

"Wake up."

Faithful eyes closed because the burden of fatigue still leaves drowsiness, Jesslyn who initially submerged herself in the armpits of Jeaven immediately changed position to the supine. Cover the blanket until exposed to show off his body that is completely wrapped in yarn.

"You play alone, I want to go to sleep." No more awkwardness or prestige, the woman intends to fully submit the body to the husband.

Print it!

"Aw!" One little jolt from Jeaven pulled Jesslyn's eyes open. "Why the hell?" his protest while wiping the former sentilan on the forehead.

"Wakeup. Clean up and have dinner. Drink milk and vitamins."

Jesslyn gawked, not believing what she saw. "You who?" his sudden question was like a dazed and ridiculous person.

"You're dimensia?" ledek Jeaven astonishment.

"Hi! I am young and why I am also depressed. I'm just wondering. You're so chatty now." Finished sneering Jesslyn pulled the blanket intending to continue her sleep that had been disturbed.

"Jesslyn."

"Hm."

"You've got to fill your stomach."

"Remember. You were like a wild horse. I have to gather back my energy that you drained by taking a longer rest" Jesslyn murmured. His voice shrank and sank into the depths.

Jeaven grunting tickled. I don't want to deny the wife's words. When playing his passion is really uncontrollable. Jesslyn's body was like honey she wanted to sip many times.

"I'm sorry." Jeaven kissed Jesslyn's cheek after whispering and then went down the contest. Continue picking up clothes that droop on the floor to wear.

When the feet are ready to step out a pair of green beads had time to look at a dreamcatcher hanging on the window frame. The corner of his lips was faintly slanted with an abundant gaze of meaning.

It would be a shame if he found out who the coward who had been hiding behind it for 10 years. I'm like a child.

In Jeaven's heart laughs at himself. Realize that he is crazy for being lured by a million charms Jesslyn who was once forbidden to have.

"Basic," he collapsed and went out of the room.

Before long, Jeaven brought a tray of food and placed it on the table. Jesslyn was still snoring under her warm blanket. Disbursed a little blanket that to display the face of his wife.

"Wakeup. I brought you some food." Jeaven's voice sounded soft as it whispered. Actually he could not make Jesslyn sleep disturbed. But attention to the health of his wife and future children should also not be denied.

"Hm." Jesslyn squirmed along with her pair of twitching eyes. Slowly he began to rise from under the covers to show his innocent body. Making the Jeaven have to swallow the salivary weight.

"You cook?" jesslyn asked with hope. Unwittingly processed hands Jeaven has made it addictive.

"Yes." Yeah." Jeaven took Jesslyn's clothes and helped her. "Close your body so I don't get hooked."

Sipuan is embarrassed to be seen from Jesslyn's white cheeks that suddenly blushed like they had been exposed under the hot sun. Though a moment ago he was not awkward presenting his body so that Jeaven played alone.

"What are you looking for?" Jesslyn was astonished to see a Jeaven like a bewilderment looking for something.

"CDmu."

"There." Jesslyn pointed towards her CD that was stuck on top of the sleeping lamp. "That's you doing it." her lips cut, not expecting that Jeaven who always had a calm disposition turned out to be very aggressive on the bed.

"That's right! What'an anyway? I can wear it myself." Jesslyn immediately grabbed the thin, triangular cloth from Jeaven's hand.

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"Tomorrow I will go to Paris and some other countries. You go back to London with Daddy and Mommy." After eating dinner Jeaven directly discussed the schedule of the race tournament to be followed.

"Yes." Yeah."

Jeaven smiled because Jesslyn this time was so obedient. "I'm not long."

"Yes, six months isn't long." Jesslyn intended to quip and Jeaven noticed.

"I'll be back before our son is born."

"Can't I just come?"

"No. You can get tired. Pregnant women are not good too often to make flights," said Jeaven gave understanding although he was also heavy to leave his wife.

Murat was disappointed to instantly frame his face. Jesslyn clucked and shuffled into her blanket. "Yes, go there. I won't wait for you."

"Don't be like this. You're making me not calm." Jeaven hugged Jesslyn's body behind her.

"Stay away."

"Not going to." Jeaven pulled the wife's body and immediately grabbed her lips. A pair of halal lovers gently frowned each other exchanging salivary fluids.

"You again?" Jeaven's gaze was again filled with passion.

"Hm." Jesslyn nodded in embarrassment in response to 'yes'. He didn't deny that he wanted it too.

Jeaven immediately supported Jesslyn's body and was ready to intensify the action. Hands are invited to crawl in the sensitive curves of the wife. But the scream of the tone of the phone call suddenly teased without permission.

"Thank you for the phone" Jesslyn suggested.

"Yes." Yeah."

Jeaven immediately shifted the green icon to receive a call that turned out from her mother-in-law, Allesya.

"Hello, Mom." Jeaven started listening. The hose was not long the call was over.

"What's wrong?" Jesslyn wondered as Jeaven's face suddenly turned mellow.

"Abel breathed his last just now."

"Oh my God." Jesslyn was shocked and also felt guilty. "I feel like I've become an unempathetic evil man." Her tears were already seen splitting her cheeks. He regretted that he had disputed the existence of the innocent child.

Jeaven immediately hugged Jesslyn's body affectionately, trying to calm down. "You're crying for him now. Doesn't this show that you're empathetic?"

"But, Jeav."

"Std. Already, don't be so sad. Our son can be sad."

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