When Your Uncle Becomes the Substitute Bride
Chapter 23. Honey Wedding

“Sick, Om! Don't be strong!” shout Dera.

Hearing the screams of his wife, Daren stopped writing to her mother Dera's neck. The man scratched his non-itchy nape, staring at the breathless wife.

“Sorry. I didn't accidentally,” great-grandson Daren.

“Hmm. Don't be bitten hard again, sick,” watered down Dera. Daren nodded immediately.

The shirt that was still attached, Daren opened in a hurry. The roar of his breath began to disordered again, the fog of desire had already covered the man's eyes. Seeing Dera's near-perfect body, with a hill so challenging that Daren can not hold it anymore.

Dera gulped hard-earnedly looking at Daren's plain upper body, plastered real torn bread there. As he saw in drakor-drakor. Unknowingly, Dera's fingers touched the torn bread, causing Daren to close his eyes.

“Dera ...,” call Daren Ogre. Grasping Dera's hand tightly.

“I-iya, Om?”

“You made me unable to stand it,” said Daren.

“Om ...”

The two are swept back in love. Daren lunged at Dera many times, leaving the girl out of breath. Seeing his wife lack of air supply, Daren removed the link of their lips. Let the wife breathe first.

“Bby, ‘kan?” daren asked, looking closely at Dera's face underneath.

The girl did not answer, but nodded. Getting the green light, Daren doesn't want to waste it. He immediately revealed Dera's clothes, until the precious assets of the girl were plastered.

“Too.” Dera covered her face with her hands.

Daren chuckled, pulling the wife's hand. “I'm your husband, no shame.”

“Ish, pokonya shy. Do not go ahead, deh,” said Dera. Of course Daren shook his head. It's halfway there, where it can be stopped.

“Open his eyes, Honey. Look at me,” Daren's orders.

The sight of the two met, Daren gently rubbed the sweat that soaked Dera's temple. Then, the girl's eyes, nose, and lips. Daren didn't leave a single one for him not to wipe.

“Next, yes?” ask Daren again.

“I-iya.”

Satisfied with the upper body, Daren continued down. He was silent for a moment, looking at the face of Dera who was still closing her eyes.

“Maybe this hurts a little bit, but later you can snap my hair or claw my back. Okay?” Dera nodded in understanding.

Daren started to run the action. Unlock all the remaining clothes until he is naked, so does Dera. One time, I can't. Dera screamed, feeling pain in the core of her body.

“Sick, Om! Udah, do not need to be driven,” shouted Dera with tears.

Daren doesn't listen to that, he keeps trying until finally his precious asset goes perfectly into his wife's body.

“Akkhhh! Pain!” Dera was crying loudly, beating Daren's body in tears. The man did not hold back, allowing his wife to vent anger and pain.

Slowly Daren set sail, crossing the sea with his wife. Pain, pain, turned into pleasure. The two took a sip of honey the first night together, grasping each other, giving the spirit to continue rowing the boat.

Over and over again Dera reaches the peak of pleasure, but not with Daren. The man still continued to move, diving delights from his wife's halal body. Until the release of the two together, made a long sigh sound.

“Thank you, dear,” whispered Daren while peeping Dera's lips briefly.

Dera was still trying to catch her breath, sweat had soaked her body even though the AC continued to burn. Daren raised the blankets to cover their innocent bodies, he hugged Dera tightly while continuing to kiss his wife's cheek.

“I love you, darling,” whispered Daren, but Dera did not hear because the girl was already asleep.

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Sorry if it's not hot. You are still fifteen years😂

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