Womb of Rebutant
You're mine, Risma

Both are getting wild. Arta who had never felt this way before, made her very, very excited.

If with his first wife, he never felt this intoxicating thing. Because the marriage of the two is only a status for Dilla.

He did not want to be stuck with Arta. She is a free woman. Married to Arta because she wanted to cover her scandal that had made both her parents embarrassed because of her actions.

Almost a year into their marriage, Arta never touched Dilla as much as she does today.

He touched Risma's body as much as he pleased. The wife he just married.

Arta continued to kiss and softly smeared the ranum pistil. Not rush. But very excited.

Every inch of the body he touched was not the slightest.

"Ugh.. Mas-,"

"Arta. I'm Artafariz. I'm your husband who just married you legally legally and religiously," Arta quickly cuts as Risma calls out a name she doesn't know who it is.

"Eggh.. Did ya? Shhhh.. Ugh.." Risma continues to fumble indistinctly as Arta's hand hits her uninhibited twin hill again.

I don't know where the horse's glasses were he threw. Risma put both her hands around Arta's neck.

He smiled, "We'll pause for a moment. Mas will-hem. Brother deh aja. Yea? Call me with brother." he said still with his hands moving agilely take off the shirt.

Risma smiled in her closed eyes. "Certain Bang Arta. Touch me!"

Arta chuckled, she immediately reached into her pants pocket and put a necklace around Risma's neck. Then the ring danced sweet right.

"From now on you're mine, Risma! Trophies."

Ughhhh..

Lenguhan for the sake of Risma let out. It makes Arta hotter. Both bodies are plain.

Arta who was just the first to feel this wanted again and again. For the first time he felt what he called heaven.

Not only did he hear when he was in the pesantren first and also when he was in medical school.

Arta closed her eyes as she felt hers throb when she broke through the heaven trough of her wife.

Both are wrapped in a burning gelora gai rah. Although it had grimaced because of the pain, now Rima was the most boisterous voice in the private room of the hotel owned by Arta himself.

In Arta's Private Room that Dilla herself never entered there.

While outside, Annisa was staring at the door of Arta's private room. He wanted to bang on that room.

But it's useless if Arta's room is soundproof. Annisa sighed resignedly. He soon passed to his room again, grumbling indistinctly along the way.

I don't know when the two will continue to love for the first time. Risma who is still under the influence of drugs wants to keep asking Arta.

Arta was happy to do it. No, nothing's wrong, right? Are they not both legal to be husband and wife?

At what time the bed was finished, when they realized they woke up at twelve noon.

The family went home first. Because Arta had sent a message to all of them to go home to Mother Zizi.

He will follow. This afternoon he was not allowed to go to the hospital. He wanted to find a home first for the two of them.

Arta who had already woken up, smiled when she saw Risma who was now in her arms.

Risma who was still innocent was not aware of it. He even closer himself to Arta, until something down there touched each other to make Arta hiss again.

While Risma even deliberately lure him to play with him. Arta chuckled as she felt Risma's hand that was already hanging in the center of her body.

"You naughty Ris! Want again??"

Still with eyes closed, Risma nodded. The two also re-sourced their halal pleasures after they got married last night.

Again and again Risma was lulled by Arta's very sweet and gentle treatment of her. The world belongs to only the two of them.

The two of them had not realized that the incident last night would cause problems in their second household.