
At that moment Ilham was finding Monita who was standing at the door with a tense face, Ilham was stunned to see how beautiful Monita was tonight, they looked at each other with different gazes, until finally Ilham realized and immediately pulled Monita's hand, making the tiny body so attracted into the room, then quickly Ilham immediately grabbed the lips ranum Monita.
One firm hand he used to close tightly and lock the door of the room, and the other hand gently rubbed Monita's neck and nape.
Monita who has felt the excitement before certainly can not fight anymore, even she replied to her husband's ci*man with no less fierce, no less fierce, the two of them continued to step with the state of the lips that were still interlocked with each other.
This time they did not choose the bed as their means of wrestling, they chose a long sofa that was on one side of the room, then Ilham sat down, leaning on the sofa, and sofas, then Monita came to her lap, and returned to her voracious vindict*p of Ilham's lips.
Inspiration again smiled, Monita wildness that now dominates her body, really very much she liked, how not, Monita who was originally plain and did not know anything about the bed, the first, turning wild after a few times they made love, Monita took off the link of their lips with breathless breath and looked at Ilham's face so fixedly.
“What happened in the kitchen to make you happy* sweetheart?” Ilham asked softly, as his hands gently stroked both sides of Monita's cheeks.
“Touch me!” Monita said in a half-whispering voice.
Hearing that, suddenly made Ilham smile again.
“Did I really make you excited?” Ask Ilham with a smile while starting to kiss the cheek up to Monita's jaw.
Monita did not answer, she chose silence while enjoying the gentle touch of Inspiration and began to close her eyes.
“I love you so much Monita.” Whisper Inspiration again and continue to menci*mi Monita.
Inspiration devoured Monita's lips with demands, Monita opened her mouth to let the tongue of Inspiration travel in the mouth of the wife as she pleased, Monita did not want to lose, she began to pull the T-shirt of Inspiration, he began to pull, Inspiration of course understand it, he opened his shirt, making muscular arms and six pack stomach plastered for real, it makes Monita more excited, moreover, the masculine scent of her body that was sniffed by Monita, really made her look at Ilham much more macho.
“You want to do it?” Ask Ilham on the sidelines of his kiss.
“Ya.” Answer Monita briefly while replying to lum**and powerful Inspiration.
“What's here?”
“Anywhere!” Monita replied, looking impatient.
Ilham finally smiled again, he began to take off the kimono Monita to make Monita's smooth body plastered clearly, then Ilham began to kiss Monita's shoulder with a hasr**, then dropped the tiny body on the sofa and began to overpower it.
Ilham began to play around on Monita's neck and chest, making Monita again close her eyes and make Ilham completely forget about Naomi who he left in his room which was sleeping soundly.
One by one the clothes they were wearing began to fall to the floor, now their bodies already looked plain without a thread.
Both Ilham's hands continued to play both of Monita's meat mounds, making him start to want to groan, but somehow he still held.
Inspiration was really very thirsty, thirsty for Monita's body that was so refreshing for him, he began to ponder deeply the reddish-brown area on Monita's meat mound, making Monita even more uncontrollable.
“Ka.. You will do it?” Ask Monita.
Monita asked because Ilham had never done that before.
“Of course.” Ilham replied with a brief smile, then began to pierce the core of Monita without hesitation.
All my hair Monita was standing upright as lid*h Ilham was playing around in the core, Monita's head was looking up, her eyes were crunching at how sweet it was.
The melodious sounds of Monita's mouth were heard, while her hands continued to squeeze Ilham's hair.
I don't know how long Ilham has been down there, finally slowly he again raises his handsome face, from behind Monita's thighs, Monita, Inspiration smiled as well as Monita who joined in smiling with her breathing that began to pant.
A few minutes passed with a for**play that was so intoxicating for both of them, now Ilham began to enter lub**g enjoyment mikik Monita, making Monita moans just broke, just like that, but he immediately held it with one hand and smothered his own mouth when Ilham's property began to dance in the core, Monita held des**an from her mouth so as not to come out, he had to muffle his voice so he wouldn't be heard.
“Why did you shut your mouth dear?” Bisik Ilham while wetting Monita's neck area.
“Ak.. I aaagghh..” occasionally the sound still comes out even though it is very slow.
“Ak.. I want to scream this time, ta.. but aagghh I ti...couldn't!” Say it again with breath.
“Get out your voice baby, let's get it out, I want to hear your sexy voice, don't be held back!” Brisik Ilham again while pulling his ulur at the core of Monita.
“No, no way, I don't want Ma'am Naomi to hear it.”
“Trust me dear, she won't hear it, scream as you like, I really like to hear it.”
“What is this room soundproof?”
“Yes dear, even if you sigh with ease with mine, will not be heard.” Ilham replied then back to play on Monita's meat mound.
Finally Monita groaned again, her voice was really so echoed in the room without her knowledge again, Ilham seemed to enjoy the sound of des*han that sounded very melodious in his ears, makes it even more burning fire g**rah at that time.
Monita certainly did not want to lose the game that night, he again dominated and began to sit on the lap of Ilham, this time he was the ruler of the movement.
“You apparently don't want to lose ya.” Saying Inspiration that returns a wide smile.
“I want our game to be balanced, I can't see Mas working alone.” Whisper Monita while turning her back to Ilham.
No matter how much style they do, start lying down, sitting, even standing, the sweat of the two men began to pour so loudly, due to the results of their hard work tonight, he said, Monita finally drooped limp on the body of Ilham who was bathed in sweat.