
Slowly Daniel brought his face closer to Dara's face with a gaze toward the wife's soft lips loving touch felt when Daniel's lips were fixed right on her.
The soft kiss made the two fall asleep and deepened with Daniel's left hand tucked behind Dara's neck and his right hand gently stroked her cheek making Dara more and more complacent with her eyes closed.
The romantic kiss stopped when Daniel raised his face to see the wife's red face, and Dara opened her eyes.
'Why?' dara asked, wondering why Daniel was looking at her that way.
'You are beautiful, I Love You' Daniel said softly as he stroked Dara's cheek.
Making the driver embarrassed, as well as happy, is not a bit of praise and a simple love word but feels romantic to him.
Make his face again blushing coupled with a heart that is getting faster beating.
Then Daniel brought his face closer to Dara this time first giving a sweet kiss on his forehead then down to the nose and berahir. Gently crushed lovingly given a small bite so that Dara opened his mouth and made them exchange saliva gently because Daniel wanted to provide comfort and romance for the wife.
With Daniel's hand he began to walk where to find something else.
Until sounding ******* sweet from Dara when feeling milkatu that makes in her more tense, so that the sound is increasingly heavy with the breath that hunts.
That night with his maleness Daniel managed to make Dara float, feeling something that was never imagined and difficult to explain.
Finally they officially became husband and wife.
Morning
It was 8 o'clock past but the new married couple was still soundly hugging in a thick blanket without a thread.
The activity last night really made them tired, especially Dara because it turns out Daniel did it many times even though it was very soft but because first for him it was very tiring and felt pain for him.
Slowly Dara opened her eyes and felt heavy on her stomach, she looked to the side where the husband was still sleeping and felt his innocent state. She recalls her activities with Daniel where she was slaughtered last night by her perverted romantic husband.
Without any intention of waking Daniel Dara, Daniel released Daniel's hand from his stomach.
'Where are you?' daniel asked who suddenly woke up when he felt his hand being moved.
'To the bathroom, we have this bad luck already want 9' replied Dara while looking for her clothes last night.
'Find what it is, from earlier see the left right it' wonder Daniel
'Whoever's shirt where?'
Finally Dara rolled up slimut to be brought to the bathroom.
'Iissssshhhhhh why is still sick si' said Dara while grimacing
'Why, still sick?' ask Daniel
'Yes this, the old brother continues to be repeated in this pain again' said Dara with spoiled snack mode.
'Sorry dear abisnya it feels good to make nibil continue, yes already here Abang help all of us take a bath together' Daniel then approached Dara and carried her to the bathroom menu with a plain state without shame.
Unlike Dara who is very embarrassed even though he has told many times to wear blemish before not heard by him.
In the bathroom Daniel bathed Dara like a child, although Dara always refused but Daniel did not care.
Actually, when bathing Dara Daniel was eager to repeat the activity last night but saw the condition of his wife he so heartless and prefer to harbor his desire again.
After dressing neatly Dara saw Daniel was cleaning the room and changing the sheets used to make love them and put them in the closet.
'To be entered into the closet bang? here let me do the washing, ask Dara.
'Don't have. This should not be used again in simple so as to be a memory because ana blood stains you on our first night' said Daniel proudly because he was the first for his wife.
Replied nods and smiles from Dara.
They continued to eat the next morning.
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sorry friend if the story of his first night is not hot, heeee
because the autor can not make a hot hot so it does not focus on the write.
so the story of the first night was rich.
happy reading, do not forget to comment for the repair of my work.
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