
"I'm so good, why wait? I've been sleeping, Namira and Kamila are alone."
"Dad!" julian's voice was slightly raised until Sapphira was immediately silenced. "Don't talk like that. You are also my wife. I give allotment pants the same they also accidentally. Not that I choose love. I know, it may seem unfair to you, but it's not a deliberate act. Just because there just happened to be a moment until I gave them the same ration."
Safira remained silent. He chose to continue his steps towards the room. Julian followed him immediately. "Why go in this room again?" julian asked as soon as they got to the door of the room that Safira had used to keep quiet.
"I sleep alone, Mom."
"Don't be like this, Dek," please Julian seems frustrated. "We sleep the same? Or do you want to ask for a ration of pants? Let's do it. But don't be mad like this."
"I'm not angry, Mom. Mas Jul is tired. Last night was the same Namira and this afternoon was the same Kamila ampe lama. Jul has to rest. Just like I'm all four years old Jul aja."
"Dad!" Julian growled increasingly frustrated. "Who said he was tired of who? Yes let's do it. I'm not tired" Julian pushed Safira's body into the room.
"Mas, don't do it because you have to. I've just rested Jul there, it's night."
Julian doesn't care. His eyes stared intently at his palace until Sapphira was silenced. After locking the door, he immediately pulled Safira's hand and asked her to fall down and Julian directly overstretched his wife's body "Nothing forced me to do, Dek."
"Mas Jul wants to rape me?"
"Whatever you think, the important thing is that I want it," Julian immediately Safira with a kiss with a tube. At first Safira remained silent, not responding to Julian's movements. But the sense of pleasure that Julian channeled, over time aroused the desire in Sapphira. The woman's body began to respond to her husband's treatment, and Julian's heart was delighted.
Thirty minutes later after the romance was over. The two rested their bodies on the bed they had just used to sweat together. Sapphira curled her back to her husband, while Julian wrapped his hand tightly around Sapphira.
"Mas Jul mending break there. It's the night, it's twelve o'clock more."
"How can I rest if the other wife is here angry."
"Who's angry?" Safira.
"Udah, don't argue. You haven't eaten yet, let me get you, "Julian took off her hug and immediately went out of the room without getting dressed. Safira silently smiled as she glanced at the departure of her husband who just walked out of the room without using anything.
"It's okay. In front of his own wife does not wear her clothes, no problem right?" julian answered while putting a tray on the bed.
"Eat alone, Mas," Safira pinta at the sight of her husband's hand picking up fried chicken.
"It's okay" Julian refused, Safira fell silent. With painstaking Julian began to feed his wife who had just subsided from her anger when she had gotten a ration of the contents of her pants.
"When it's that small, but why if it's so tense, Mas?" safira asked with her eyes looking down at her husband's stomach. Julian followed the wife's point of view.
"That's God's great. Who knows the answer is also God, Dek. I just want to thank him because my three wives love mine."
Sapphira's smile grew, then her hand moved forward to grab Julian's and caress him affectionately. Julian did not give a rejection. He was even happy if his wife's hand played his mighty object.
"If it's halal gini delicious yes, Mas. Straining is not uncomfortable."
Julian assented. "Surely we're freer, Dek. There's no need to hide the sound" Julian replied as he continued to feed his wife.
"Eatya sometimes I wonder the same people who cheat or who have not been halal. Though halal is easier in every way, why would they choose the wrong way?" said Safira while continuing to play her husband's property until stiffened again.
Julian smiled. "Well, his name is human, Dek. Many people cannot stand the name of temptation. So yes, you can taste good, just tancap."
"Foolish base" said Sapphira, while Julian was still faithful with his smile. Once the food had run out, Julian went back out of the room and put down the dirty dishes and washed his hands and followed Sapphira again.
Julian re-entered his room and his eyes saw his wife sitting on the bed with a backrest, and Julian came up with an idea. He locked the door and immediately went up to the bed.
"Now it's your turn to eat this, Deck," Sapphira's eyes widened as before her face, Julian thrust out an object that had already stiffened under her stomach.
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