THE SECRETARY'S BED TEMPTATION
Chapter 52~

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Still adult scenes yes genk's 😌 Let's add spirit to give support for me, hiks**...

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After a long period of coiling and melting, Galang and Amara finally long together, as something spilled in the wet valley. Galang collapsed on Amara's body with both hands resting on the side of the bed. Their breaths were mutual, sweat soaked the whole plain body of Galang and Amara.

The palm of Galang's hand stuck to the forehead of his wife who was breathing, wiping the wet sweat and then kissed it lovingly. The release he had just achieved was something truly delicious. I never thought he would make love to this woman.

"I love you, Amara. Thank you for believing in me" said Galang accompanied by a kiss on Amara's face without anyone being missed. From this moment on Amara was only hers.

Amara commented on the smile, loved this big was never in her imagination. The decision to accept Galang as her husband was not a decision that she had taken merely to please this man. No. gabe. Amara had thought through everything maturely and confidently. It was Galang's sincerity that made Amara finally drop the choice on this new widower.

Lentic fingers Amara combed Galang's hair that was still half wet, admiring the good looks and charm of her husband without shame. Amara admitted that if her heart began to feel the beating, every time Galang said his name on the sidelines of their romance just now, she felt very adored.

"This is all I can do, Mom. Sorry, until now I have not been able to return your feelings. But, I promise, starting at the second Mas said ijab qobul this afternoon, I will give up my whole life for, Mas. Slowly I will also learn to love you. I hope Mas won't get tired of waiting and leading me to your heart. Because by the time that happens I want Mas to be the first to know. Thank you for the outpouring of love that you gave tonight," said Amara explained her whole heart to the man who had just obtained sanctity from her.

You could say Galang was very impressed with the honesty of Amara who always spoke as is. Never covered up anything about his feelings. Galang did not mind at all if he had to wait a long time to hear the expression of his wife's heart.

Tidying up Amara's slightly messy hair, Galang then said, "I will always wait for that time to come, Ra. I will try hard to make you fall in love as soon as I can."

Amara traced every inch of Galang's face, from her eyes, nose, and index fingers to her husband's sexy lips. She flinched when she had her first kiss just a moment ago.

Galang grabbed Amara's index finger, then kissed her. "Let's go help you clean up." He then revoked his property that is still fused with Amara's. Get out of bed, then slip your hands behind the knees of your feet and Amara's plain back.

Amara's body as light as cotton is easily lifted Galang. Amara reflexively draped her hand to Galang's neck, then rested her head on the chest of the field. A moment later, Galang walked towards the bathroom.

"Sit here first." Galang sat Amara on a toilet upon arrival in the bathroom. Fill the bathtub with warm water and drip a few drops of aromatherapy.

"Make what, Mom?" Amara asked because she still did not know what Galang did with warm water and aromatherapy. Amara gulped her hard-earned saliva as she watched her husband's innocent body under the light of a well-lit bathroom light.

'Is the pole tattooed? Initial V? Is that Vanilla?' He thought about the tattoo engraved on Galang's wide back. Somehow his heart felt slightly pinched after knowing one other fact. That means it's true, her husband used to love his ex-wife very much. He was willing to write his name there.

"Hey. Daydream what? Come on." He lifted up Amara's body again.

Amara smiled and shook her head faintly. "No. There's nothing." His lips cussed over the heart-wrenching tremors. "What are we going to do, Mas?" tanyanya then while staring alternately Galang and a bathtub that has been filled with foam.

"I want to help relieve pain in your sensitive area" said Galang who then lowered Amara slowly into the bath. "Where? That's right?" Galang seemed worried about his wife, he remembered the first time he and Vanila did it. At that time Vanila whines if the sensitive part feels pain and sore.

Biting her lower lip while nodding shyly. "Lit-Little, Mas. But this is good, really. Not as clean as before. Thanks, Mas," said Amara occasionally he grimaced because the bottom was a bit sore when submerged in warm water. However, thanks to Galang also the pain and pain gradually disappeared.

"Thank God." Galang kissed Amara's forehead, then helped her wash the smooth back. "Here I help clean this up. After this your body will recover, Ra. Tomorrow morning when I wake up it must be relaxing." With great attention Galang rubbed Amara's back softly that had been given soap.

"Mas knows everything. I must have done it with my ex-wife, Mas?"

"That's where I learned it, Ra. People say, women who just did it for the first time will definitely feel pain and soreness. In the past, Vanila even cried." Galang recounted while remembering the incident at that time, while his hands continued to wash Amara's back.

"Mas is so considerate, kind, and understanding. Treating women like a queen." Amara could not help but praise her husband.

"But none of that is enough for him, Ra. I don't know what I'm lacking to the point that he's replying to her by betraying."

Feeling that her words had made her husband sad, Amara suddenly turned to face Galang who was sitting on the edge of the bathtub.

"Mas." Amara looked up, looking at Galang's face which was currently highlighting him with wounds. "sorry. I have no intention of reminding you of your ex-wife" she said holding Galang's hand, then placed it on her cheek. Amara tried to restore the mood of Galang who might be disturbed by his words.

"It's okay, Ra. I've been fine since you came into my life. So you don't have to worry." When she is touched, Amara worries about herself, who she thinks is sad because she remembers Vanilla.

"Really?" Amara frowned.

"really. Now there is you. Vanilla is just a part of my past. Right now you are the only one on my mind, the present and my future" said Galang who never tired of indulging in his feelings. Then, repeat the back of Amara's hand.

"Aren't you going to come in here?" Amara ventured to ask so, she just wanted to comfort her husband and make up for his guilt.

Highlight the eyes of the two back sayu and interpret something that is back present. I feel like repeating it again.

The signal from Amara was easily caught by Galang. "Something else gives you code, huh?" his unyielding god entered the bathtub, making Amara's face meet.

Not wasting the opportunity given, Galang again grabbed Amara's body to get closer. Something down there wants a touch from Amara. As fast as lightning, Galang positioned Amara on his lap.

"Mas." Amara squealed as Galang's hand began to rule his entire body again. Squeezing whatever was in front of him. Hips, buttocks, or Amara's chest that soars beautifully. Tempting the man to drown his face between the two crazy things.

"Eugh..." Sensual moans escaped from Amara's lips when Galang's naughty lips returned to action, licked, then scattered alternately without permission. "Mas... slow down." Amara's palms crumple Galang's hair channeling matchless pleasure. He was again immersed in the puddle of passion and desire of this new widower.

Galang treated her gently, inciting her incessantly, causing a sensation that made Amara feel addicted and want to feel it once again. The touch of Galang seemed to be opium.

"You're beautiful, Amara. Hugely. I like this and this." Galang did not hesitate to praise the size of Amara's chest which he thought was very fitting on his big palm. "And this." Swiping Amara's property down there while smacking sweet lips that immediately sighed favorably.

"Shhhh...." Amara's sanity is back adrift with Galang's finger game down there. "Dude.. sshhh..." Her body warped beautifully as waves of enjoyment rolled back mercilessly. Amara drowned after reaching her release for the umpteenth time. He propped his chin on the sturdy shoulders of the smiling Galang in satisfaction.

"Mara...." Galang stroking Amara's wet back. "Your turn," he whispered crazily.

"What?" Amara pulled her face away to look at Galang. His eyebrows don't understand.

"Later I will lead you. A moment." Galang raised Amara's hip, and directed hers into Amara's.

"Shm...Mas." Instantly Amara hissed, Galang's property sank into his throbbing possession down there.

It's insane! Really am! Amara never imagined she would make love in a bathtub like this in the middle of the night with the man who had just legally become her husband. Galang led him to move slowly up and down, occasionally his mischievous hands playing around in Amara's chest.

"Mara. sshh...." Galang moaned, mocking Amara's busy lips moving up and down above her thighs. The water in the bathtub even moved and spilled onto the floor. "Rba..."

Amara's ears are very fond when Galang calls his name with his distinctive voice. Amara continued to move following Galang's direction. His passion immediately rose again, and he instinctively smelled the resolute jaw of Galang overgrown with fine feathers.

"Mas.. i.. sshh...."

"Come, Ra. You can do it." Galang whispered softly, licked and poked Amara's ears which now accelerated the movement of her hips.

"Shhhh...."

"Mara.. Come on, Ra."

"Dude..sshh...."

The voices********* echo throughout the bathroom room. And be a witness for the two men again melted into one in the bathtub. Galang and Amara both reached the peak of enjoyment for the umpteenth time.

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seriate...

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