Trapping Love Gus Handsome
Hay gaes
When Ridwan wanted to put his feet in strangulation and pulled until the perpetrator hit the chest of his field without expecting Kimmy grabbed the man's nape and smeared his lips gently, not a kiss like that but an actual kiss, Ridwan glared then after he closed his eyes enjoying the sensation of taste that he never got before.
Kimmy put his hand around his neck, either naturally or something else Ridwan grabbed his wife's plate and slowly crushed it, the man was still enjoying the lips of his wife who smoothly sipped the upper and lower lips alternately, please anyone stop the time never ends, both do not realize in the mosque adzan isya already roaming.
Anxious with her silent husband Kimmy nibbled on Ridwan's lower lip until a soft groan sounded 'Ahh', without wasting any time Kimmy broke through her husband's mouth exploring every corner that was there, enjoying every taste that was difficult for him to express, for a while they dissolved in that beautiful thing, Kimmy was the first to realize the adhan had been clustered while Ridwan was still lulled with the taste that was there, and the taste was still there, felt her man began to run out of breath Kimmy stopped Kissing her, her hands grabbed her husband's face and put her second forehead, Ridwan still trying to adjust the breath conditioned her heartbeat that rattled uncontrollably.
Kimmy smiled gently, rubbing his thick lips together with his thumb, Ridwan enjoyed all the feeling that he closed both his eyeballs suppressing any turmoil that was about to control himself.
"Nice is Adhan, or you're suddenly deaf after I cipokk."
"Yes Greetings, Dek, can't you speak a little humanely? " although after saying so does not necessarily make himself stop to stumble a smile that is somehow as much as when he felt his own lips.
"Say what part of my sentence is inhumane?, what is the word cipokk?" even in the clear is really a female demon he thought.
Tue... Kimmy pressed the center of his passion with the index finger of his right hand to the point that the man groaned in reaction, his wife ran out of the room, "I pray with Umi, Gus."
"Basic naughty wife."
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This is where all santri and santri Wati gather in one very spacious hall where all santri and santri wati who have entered adulthood are there which may have been a while ago then, it was seen from a man as beautiful as Ridwan who was delivering the material.
"God, this place is a paradise for handsome men."His inner voice shouted, Kimmy just opened the door and his gaze was fixed on the only otang who was standing there with a marker in his hand.
"Attent. " Kimmy looked at the young Ustadz's face.
Ustaz was aware of an oddity in the girl if generally the santriwati will submit a look when talking to him people of the opposite sex, the opposite sex, another case with Kimmy he looked back at the gaze of the person who spoke to him not one bit Kimmy bowed his eyes.
"Yes, what's wrong?"
"Please say hello first!"
"Assynolajet. Hay gaes! " Kimmy waved at each santri who looked at him with a different look.
"You're the new santri here?"
"Not." Solid, firm, and clear.
"Then?"
"Then?" Kimmy is parroting.
"Who are you?."
"My name is Kimmy." Kimmy replied lazily, "Sir me achy, I sit down dula ya later continue to ask questions."