Wedding of the Eldest Princess and the Bungsu Son
Trying New Things

Sorry I just updated, yesterday I focused on finishing the next novel. So yes, I want to focus here too. Happy reading ~

Abel was still panting as he reached his first release. Just by playing the two favorite objects Gala alone it makes Abel overwhelmed. Seeing the Gala still intact made Abel feel unfair.

While continuing the kiss that Gala led Abdk's fingers nimbly opened one by one the buttons of her husband's shirt. Gala smiled as it turned out that Abel was adept at it. It was not in vain that he trained Abel to become a professional.

After detaching Abel could only see the body of Athletic Gala, he played his fingers on the chest of the field then slowly down to the stomach, slightly playing his finger long enough, now Abel crept down, now Abel crept down, trying to open something from his cage is difficult.

Gala chuckled for a moment, she was not yet proficient at it as it turned out. He bit Abel's lips slowly and then turned from the chair so Abel could open it more easily.

Abel seems pious to see Gala's unrighteousness, he seems to be underestimated that way. "You're not good, honey. So I'm helping."

"I can, Mom. It's just shit, "' said Abel who now sits facing Gala.

Slowly he opened the clasp and buttoned the pants gently. Then the next split second Abel dropped the zipper and the cloth that blocked his path. Abel fell silent thinking of the imagination he had thought of for a long time.

As Gala was about to back him, Abek kept Gala in his position. Gala nodded, not knowing what if she was impatient at the core? "Sshh why, Baby?"

Without saying a word Abel put the Galaxy thing into his lips. Gala was the first to feel that sensation. Somehow Abel learned it but it made him soar. "Arghtt, why are you so good?"

Gala never forced Abel, because according to her it was the comfort of each other. He never expected that it would taste this incredible. After a few minutes of doing so finally their position is now a draw. Abel managed to draw them and it never happened.

Gala was still neutralizing the roar of her breath after her release. "Ck you're getting naughty!" Abel just smiled, he didn't know that danger was lurking right now.

Gala regained control of his wife's body by playing around in Abel's lower area with his tongue. He also had to show his teeth to bring out all his ability to spoil his wife.

It's crazy, it's Abel's first experience. Gala really gave him a new experience that he did not expect to enjoy this much. To the extent that Abel was overwhelmed, Gala really took revenge as if for too long fasting, making Abel really dizzy to face the turmoil of his own feelings.

"Nghh, Mass stapphh it!" Racau Abel clamped Gala's head and involuntarily squeezed her husband's hair. But for the Galaxy it even makes him more eager.

Abella's thighs continued to clamp her head, making Gala tight but she liked Abel's reaction. There is satisfaction when he managed to make Abel this kind of confusion. Abel groaned as he was about to arrive, but at the same time Gala distanced his face from the center of his wife's core.

"Masss, shhh why stop," whined Abell spoiledly. He squeezed the couch. Delayed passion gives him a headache because his passion is not channeled.

Gala chuckled, she likes to see Abell's response like this. He approached back to support his wife's body and whispered sensual words there. "Don't bite her lip, Baby. Don't expect you to come out before you wait for me there."

Gala again kissed the ear up to Abel's neck. Truly this time Gala was tormenting him with this kind of feeling. The sensation is different, Abel is not strong. Gently Gala directed hers towards the core of his wife, with a single stomp she managed to enter Abel's property again after a long time.

Both of them roared with pleasure, Gala did not understand why this was so narrow. It was like going back to their first night. "Akhhh why is it this narrow, dear."

Gala began to move hers there, making the master now more dingsatan. "Masshhh, I ... Wanna"

Gala sped up the tempo of their game, making hers clamped there tightly as if not giving Bel a chance to talk. Mad Gala, the torment for Abella does not stop there, Gala now even bites the ends of both hills with anxiety.

Abel resigned, why could this husband torment her to such an extent. He is tormented with his own lust now, but it is undeniable that he enjoys it very much.

Until finally when they can no longer hold each other's pressure that has peaked. They both came out at the same time. Gala collapses over Abella's body. Both are happy with tonight's game.

Gala reversed their position, unwilling to linger over burdening his wife, but everything was unexpected. Abel again teased him and they finally did it until morning.

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Gala woke up earlier this morning from her wife, who she saw was Abella and her innocent body wrapped in a blanket. They were really crazy last night. Gala was very satisfied with Abella's service last night. This innocent girl turned out to have learned a lot and made her a professional, to the point of overwhelming Gala.

Gala kisses Abell's cheek, but the girl has since become more sensitive by touch and that makes her wake up. "Mass."

"Yes, honey? Why?" Gala asked while helping his wife to sit down.

"Well."

Gala smiled and then took a glass of water available on the nightstand. "Now, cape huh?"

Abel drank the water that Gala gave him, and then after that he just gave a small nod. How not cape if they play until dawn? "Yes cape, you keep asking."

"You're fishing, I'm if it's fishing that's served," Gala said while chuckling. He took the bathrobe and put it on Abell's body.

Her wild fantasies last night left Abella's shirt torn, so she ordered some clothes for Abell to wear today. Yeah but I have to wait a few more hours. Gala hugs the wife and is spoiled by leaning a fist on Abella's chest.

"Why did Semalem suddenly ask for rations? You want to again? You mostly drink wine, honey." It's nothing, Gala has memorized once with the prestige of Abel. Maybe he asked for it first.

Abell shakes. "Engga, I'm sober. If I hadn't started, you wouldn't have."

"Keep if you don't want why make me want to?" Gala asked, now holding her face to Abel.

Abella gently kissed Galaxy's lips. "Because I know, deep down in your heart. You must want a little human in my womb again, Mas. I didn't say, but I have instincts. I didn't have to, I just thought maybe it's time we tried again, he said if I did it in the fertile period I could get pregnant."

"Even though I'm afraid," Abel added.

"Why afraid?"

"Doctor Rinka said that those who have had a miscarriage have a potential of 20% for another miscarriage. But he said if we take good care of it, I'll be fine."

Gala now changed positions and took Abel into her arms. "I'll take better care of you. I won't tell you why again. Thank you, dear. I know you fight all fear just for me."

Abel smiled, actually not just for the sake of Gala. Everyone is happy with their decision as well. Abel is also happy of course if they are given confidence again. Yeah hopefully. Maybe that's what Abel's thinking right now.