(Not) Old Friday

It's Time

Wet area yes.. Someone else opens.. 🙊

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A few days have passed. Everything is back to normal as usual. Nayla has also returned to college again, as well as the wounds of Reka who has healed completely.

"Thankfully, after immunization it was only fussy yesterday. Today I'm back again." Nayla was still looking at her son whom she had just put to sleep in the box.

The designer who had been staring at his laptop screen, hurriedly finished his work. He shut down his laptop and shut it down. Then she walked up to Nayla and hugged her from behind. "Now it's time for Mama and Papa Dika to let go of longing."

Nayla just smiled a little. Yesterday he did do the right family planning program according to the results of his consultation with the Doctor.

The designs began to smell the neck of Nayla's uncluttered legs. Looks like Reka won't let Nayla sleep that night. He was like a starving lion.

The kisses turned into small bites with occasional suction that made Nayla's body increasingly bristling.

The design pulls Nayla's body into the bed. The short negligee had been exposed and escaped past Nayla's head. A beautiful sight was now before his eyes. Although only two months gave birth, Nayla's body has returned to normal. Precisely more sexy because both containers ASI Andika it increasingly looks contained.

"The sexier, the prettier the Mama Dika." Reka took off her shirt and she bent her body and grabbed Nayla's ruum lips. It was so deep, sipping each other that it sounded like a crack filled the entire room.

Designa's hand began to act, she opened the hook on Nayla's back and threw the cover anywhere. Then he gently swiped out two dense, filled circles of it.

His one hand was now getting down and stopped on the triangular cloth. He gently swiped to stimulate Nayla.

Nayla's breathing grew heavier as the fingers played directly in it. Moving around and in and out slowly which is getting longer and more wet.

"Mass.." Nayla was no longer able to hold her legitimate voice. The lips of the design go down to the neck. He swept and tracked down Nayla's white neck.

"Darling, now yes. I can't stand it." The plan upholds itself. In a hurry he took off his pants until plastered hard muscles Design perfectly.

After removing the last Nayla cover cloth. He immediately positioned himself between the two pa ha Nayla.

Nayla looks stiff. "Mas, doesn't hurt, does it? I'm scared."

The design just smiles. His size is clearly very much different from the size of the baby at birth.

"No dear. Your stitches are just a little bit and completely healed. Relax it must be good." The design swiped for a moment to begin with so that Nayla would not be surprised. The longer it feels slippery, it seems Nayla is ready to accept his presence again.

Slowly but surely, the Reka stomped hers until it sank completely. Nayla's voice sounded a small shriek.

The design declares itself and starts moving her hips slowly. "Didn't it hurt, dear?"

Nayla just smiled as she shook her head.

"Finally after two months baby." The design felt that clamping warmth felt even more delicious. It seemed like he would not be satisfied if he had only done it once that night.

The voice of de sah is getting quieter. Not too hard for fear of Andika waking up.

Nayla was sighing incoherently. It's only been five minutes but it feels like Nayla has wanted to get out.

"Would you go out, baby?"

Nayla just nodded her head. "Cepetin Mas." Nayla clung tightly to Reka's shoulder as Reka pumped her up faster.

"Yes baby's. Feel it." The design further increased the motion of her hips until a lively clapping sound was heard as their skin collided with each other.

The plan gives Nayla time to recover her power. He just moved slowly. After Nayla's breath returns to normal, Reka suddenly flips Nayla's body until Nayla is on top of her.

"Eh, Mommy..."

"Replace position. You're on top."

At first Nayla was timid but over time she began to move her hips rhythmically.

The men de sah. He swiped the two circles that were moving along with the movement of Nayla.

"Eh, baby ASI's out."

Nayla didn't answer. He bit his lower lip as the pleasure re-spread all over his body. Especially when Reka added his movement from below.

The designer now straightened himself, he wrapped his hands around Nayla's waist until Nayla's position was now on her lap. Then he sucked the two mounds alternately.

"Mas, later if Dika wakes up to be empty. Don't keep getting sucked in." Nayla slightly pushed the head of the Reka that was on her chest.

"A little bit, baby. Let's not keep going out."

Nayla doesn't answer anymore. He puffed out his chest while continuing to de legitimately. It seems like the wave of favor is back again.

She knows Nayla's body language. He further increased the tempo of his movements until the movement collided with Nayla.

Nayla's hands were propped back with her hips moving irregularly.

Small smiling design. "Two times. The third one is." The designer again reversed Nayla's position until Nayla was back in her control.

He wiped a moment of sweat that soaked Nayla's temple. Then he held Nayla's hands together and demanded her head up. He joined Nayla's wrists with one hand over Nayla's head.

It was really an exciting scene when Reka hit Nayla quickly the two crazy objects moved up and down.

The red face of Nayla and the legitimate voice that came back made Reka spirit race.

"Darling, I'm out." The design is getting deeper to stunt it. The sound of the legitimate design that was so erotic also made Nayla unable to resist the release of the third.

"Ohh, baby..." The plan completed all his desires at Nayla's deepest point.

The designer took a deep breath and took off hers and threw herself next to Nayla.

They were both staring at the ceiling while breathing in.

"Thank you dear. It's delicious." Reka grabbed Nayla's body and hugged her. The equally sweaty body is now stuck to each other again.

A few moments later, Andika cried. The designer took off her embrace, while Nayla got up and rushed to the bathroom first to rinse her pu ting because of the suction marks from her Papa Dika. When she returned, Reka had already carried Andika.

Nayla sat down while covering her innocent body with a blanket. Then he started me nyu sui Andika.

The designer catches up with Nayla and infiltrates the blanket. His hands had started to mischievously again giving Nayla touches.

"After going to bed, play again."

Nayla just rolled her eyeballs. The plan would definitely not let him sleep that night.