The Pursuit of Love Om Doctor
I'm Yours...

Citra knows Aksa is angry.

At first he wanted to let Aksa with his anger.

He wanted to see how long Aksa could endure with her anger.

But when there was a concern, do not let their plan to leave for Singapore tomorrow to bring his mother, failed just because Aksa sulked like this.

With forced Citra must lower a little ego.

As a former woman of the night, Citra is certainly already good at teasing men.

At least she can be grateful for it, because it turns out that her experience can be used as a weapon to seduce her husband who is in snack mode.

The image began to approach Aksa, his hand he placed on the chest of Aksa's field, gently rubbing the chest of the field. Up, down, around, even to Aksa's stomach while saying in a spoiled voice.

"Mas, don't sulk dong ! I didn't mean to deny that. How could I refuse my own husband ! It is a sin, my. Especially my handsome husband like gini. If you refuse, it's the same as rejecting sustenance." Said Citra as her hands continued to move rubbing Arga's chest.

Hearing Citra's words, of course, made Aksa happy. He opened his eyes and quickly held back the hand movements of the image that did not know the ethics.

"You've been so presumptuous by touching me like that, Citra Sanjaya !! This time I won't let you go !!" said Aksa immediately pulled the nape of Citra's neck and clenched lips that were very tempting to her.

The image can only surrender, giving up his entire body at the hour back by Aksa. But this time Aksa was already her husband.

Citra also began to reply Aksa's tongue game until they had to give Jedah to breathe.

"I want you, Citra !!" lirih Aksa in Citra's ear.

The image is not hypocritical. She who has begun to burn passion, has been very eager to get the touches of the man who has become her husband.

"Do it, Mommy ! I'm yours !!" citra pasrah.

It will certainly not be wasted by Aksa. He again scooped the lips of Citra greedily. While both hands can not stand still, continue to care for the body of Citra, until the Citra clothes were all released.

******* Image actually makes Aksa more passionate. Aksa really enjoyed tonight with Citra. Although it wasn't their first night, they enjoyed it a lot. Especially with Aksa who is very soft and very good at making Citra float.

It was clearly different when they were under the influence of stimulant drugs.

Suddenly...

"Ac ...!!!" squeal Citra as Aksa's weapon begins to enter its core.

"Your voice is still very narrow dear, sorry if you still feel sick." whispered Aksa.

"Akh. ahhhh," Citra continued to sigh regardless of Aksa's words.

Tonight is a very hot night for Aksa and Citra.

Aksa seemed to want to continue wrestling non-stop. While Citra, she too enjoyed the touches given by Aksa until for a moment she forgot all her anxiety.

Tonight Aksa again sows her seeds in Citra's womb. She really wanted Citra to get her child pregnant soon.

Tired of their heat struggle, Citra fell asleep beside Aksa.

At 05.00 am, Aksa's phone rang constantly making Aksa and Citra wake up.

Aksa immediately received the call, while Citra went to the bathroom.

"Hello ?" greeting Aksa with a distinctive voice just woke up and still half conscious.

"What !!!" pekik Aksa when he got an answer from the caller.

"All right ! I'm I'm there now !!"

Seriate,