The womb 1 billion
Eps 99 Unification Again

Walking seconds of time stringing, getting longer and longer. The night was getting late, even the air outside looked silent. Ilham and Monita are in bed. The two people are still not asleep, they still want to wake up to kill the homesickness that is increasingly greeting. They were not separated, since from the main house of Ilham did go home with Monita. Because since at the main house Monita was busy with Ija and bi’Ratih Ilham until neglected.

“Mas, may I ask?” Monita asked suddenly issued her mainstay opening sentence which successfully made her husband's heart unsafe.

“What's dear?” Ask Ilham so gently, while tidying up his wife's hair that covers the beautiful face of the goddess.

“What as long as you two with mbak Naomi, you guys ever do it again?”

True to Ilham's guess, Monita's mainstay opening sentence succeeded in making Ilham ketar ketir. Not anything, Ilham was afraid that if he was honest, Monita would be angry and no longer willing for him to tell.

Inspiration staring at the beautiful bead was fixed, the brown netra seemed to demand honesty from Inspiration. In the next second, Ilham took a deep breath, closed his eyes for a moment and began to open his voice.

“Yes, that time after I managed to persuade him not to go to court. I persuaded him in that way so that he fell asleep and withered.” Answer the doubtful Inspiration. He clasped his wife's leek fingers staring disappointed at him.

The woman was indeed strange, she asked but she was also disappointed. Even women as gentle as Monita also have the same temperament as women in general. It is undeniable that women are indeed created from crooked ribs, so that if straightened he will be broken as well as his war that always feels right.

“Do not get angry yes dear.” Said Ilham began to fall flat while peeling the back of his wife's hand many times.

“I did not expect mas so great, I think when the mas already anchored love to me, mas will not be messing with other women. But I don't know mas, I know she was your first wife, but why does my heart hurt to hear it.” Imbabnya while stroking his chest that feels tight.

“Honey to hear first, I did touch it, but not to break through the goal. Somehow, as soon as he was about to reach ******, suddenly mine withered and could not turn on.” Clearly inspired. He did not lie, but that's what happened, that night as soon as he wanted to persuade Naomi, he did have time to forgive and fondle his wife, he had made Naomi float even almost reached *******. At that time their bodies were both innocent like babies, but as soon as he was about to stick his weapon, inexplicably suddenly withered and could not get up again.

“Is that true mas?” Monita asked as if she had a fresh breeze. His face began to change, but he did not fully display his happiness.

“Iya right, just the same you I can turn on baby. Somehow when I saw you, Robert always stood up straight.”

“What mas? Robert who?” Monita asked innocently thinking that Robert was a person's name. Even a split second later, she stared unusually hard at her husband for letting another man look at her with lust.

“Robert this darling.” Said Ilham and presumptuously grabbed his wife's hand and placed it in a sensitive area of his.

Getting such treatment suddenly made Monita belittle and immediately pull her hand violently.

“Why withdrawn?”

“Basic pervert!” Omel Monita is upset.

“But it belongs to you completely, baby. He knows who he has to wake up to.”

Monita is upset when her husband always talks in the right direction. But it is undeniable, his mind is turbulent and thrashing.

“Ja-so... His name is Robert?” Monita asked who began to show a thin smile, very thin.

“Yes, even Robert is already very crowded now, looking for his existing goal on you.”

Hearing that Monita meets red. Inspiration has greatly disturbed his inner calm which also wants to be channeled immediately.

Just a nod, without any answer because a moment later, Inspiration had already buried her lips and the woman could only be shut.

Long enough to hold back, Inspiration does not want to lose the opportunity. Inspiration expects that from Monita.

The man traced the wife's body with his fingers, Monita's body could not lie, she wanted it too even though she could bear it. Until shortly, the moaning escaped from his lips when Inspiration came down to the neck and others made him feel Monita had given him the green light.

With just a single pull, Ilham had already managed to strip Monita of her clothes, it was her pent-up ability.

No one hurts and forces there, the romance is healthy.

Ilham deliberately postponed and made his wife lulled, the man wanted the wife to beg him. Jemari lentik it has since been looking for a place to hold when the husband managed to make him feel the heaven of the world again, when the real attack has not been launched.

Monita could not stand it anymore, she looked at Ilham who she could actually catch while smiling sideways at him. Inspiration likes this, seeing the body he is mastering vibrate proves that he is a real man.

Monita's body is locked, Ilham calms his wife with a kiss before she actually enters Monita's inner core under her stomach. Inspiration did it slowly, and it managed to make Monita as if soaring into the sky to seven.

In the stillness of the night wind, the roar of the breath of two people fused together. Monita's hair is irregular with the condition of the body that is equally sweat bath. They were rummaging so freely because no one would hear unless the servant was deliberately standing at the door.

“Mon-nita.”

Ilham's body stiffened as soon as he managed to spit out his hot lava, the next second he collapsed on top of Monita's body with a gasp of breath while Monita now only closed her eyes.

Monita seemed to have no problem even though her husband was on top of her body. She put her arm around her husband's shoulder. The man still drowned his face in the niche of his wife, the woman who would forever belong to Ilham.

A split second later, the roar of Inspiration began to pour out, just as easily as her husband had fallen asleep.

“Weight mas.” Monita tried to push Ilham's body, in the end she realized her husband's body was very heavy.

“Mas Inspiration!!” whining Monita while patting her husband repeatedly but no response from Ilham to make Monita think that her husband fainted.

“ILHAMM!!! Death me if this.” if the other couple will end up sweet once finished doing the ritual husband and wife, Monita actually felt tormented because the body of Ilham increasingly heavy to oppress him in such a way.

“MASS!!!”

“Ya why baby?” Was her husband conscious or what? Monita really does not think.

“Awas mas I clamped.”

“Sorry sorry... I didn't realize dear.” That easy he said, unconscious? The man now changes his position and sleeps but still asks to be hugged Monita.

“Good night dear.”