(Not) Old Friday

Graduations

Nayla never thought her life would be this perfect. Finally she was able to finish her studies well, and attended graduation with her one-year-old son and her husband who also gave a speech at her graduation. His mother was also very happy to see his graduation.

Nayla is so grateful, she can make her mother's old age happy. Sufficient all needs without any shortage.

He also never thought his life was like a cinderella who met a prince and his life changed drastically. Flashback shadow when first met with Reka alternately in his memory.

"Darling," The designer grabbed Nayla's shoulders after the graduation ceremony was over. "From that smile on, what shadow?"

Nayla hugged Reka for a moment. "Yes happy Mas, I finally graduated."

"Mama." Andika who could call Mama immediately spread her hands to Nayla so that she carried. He was with Miss Lela.

"Well, baby, you want a sling?" Nayla grabs Andika and holds her.

"Mama.. Mama..."

The design just pinched Andika's cheek. "Here call Papa."

"Mama." said Andika.

"Papa." reworked the design again.

"Mama."

The plan grew increasingly anxious and grabbed his son from Nayla's arms.

"Mama... Mama..." Andika still wants Nayla.

Nayla just smiled and walked with her mother behind Reka who was still crowded with call problems with Andika. They're both funny.

When they got to the parking lot, they all got into the car.

"When, in front of the same Papa huh?" at that time, there was a driver driving the car.

"Mama." Andika whines she wants to come with Nayla.

The design took a long breath. His son was very possessive of his mother. Even when he was close to Nayla, Andika immediately cried.

"Here, Dika tired? Sleep, baby." Nayla takes the ASIP that was in the bottle and gives it to Andika.

Eventually, Andika fell asleep. Nayla rubs her thick hair. The bigger it is, the more handsome it looks and it feels like Nayla loves him more and more.

Moments later, their car stopped in front of the house.

The plan immediately went down and opened the door for Nayla who was holding Andika who had fallen asleep.

"Capek is sure. I saw there was no silence guarded by Mom."

The three of them immediately entered the room. Nayla immediately put her son to sleep in the middle of the bed.

Afterwards, Nayla sat down in front of her dressing table to take off her little bun. Meanwhile, Reka took off her suit and opened three buttons on her shirt.

"Darling, you are so beautiful. I just wanted to say no success." She bent her body and held her hand around Nayla's neck.

Nayla just sneered. "Well, make up in the expensive salon."

There's always an answer from Mama Dika. "Next, we're on vacation with yuk. While the honeymoon thin." The designer straightened himself and then switched to helping Nayla tidy up her hair.

"The family too?"

"Yes, if they want to come. It's definitely the same Mother and Mother Rini."

Nayla nods her head while taking a cotton swab and makeup cleanser.

"Where are you? Singapore, Thailand, the Netherlands, the UK, or South Korea?" ask Reka.

Nayla widened her eyes to hear her holiday options abroad all, indeed for almost two years married Nayla and Reka had never vacation together because of their busyness.

The designer smiled, then helped comb through Nayla's tangled hair.

"OK, if you want who is in the country. Going to Bali or Lombok?"

"The two have never been. It's up to me to make it."

"OK, I'll find a friendly tourist spot for toddlers."

Nayla just nodded slowly with a smile. She went back to cleaning up all her make up. When finished, he looked at the reflection of the design in the mirror which still painstakingly allowed his tangled hair stuck in the comb.

"Hmm, did we program a second child?"

Hearing that, Risa stopped her hand movements. "You sure? It's still a year."

Nayla nodded her head while unbuttoning her danger and took it off. "Let you guys. Also the process, not immediately so. While waiting while raising Dika."

"You know you want me. Actually I also want Dika quickly have a sister because I am now 33 years old. Let me not be too old to lead them to adulthood."

Nayla nodded her head, just as she had thought. He now stood up and took off the skirt of the kebaya suit.

The designers stared incessantly at Nayla. Her eyes continued to look at the curves of Nayla's body that only wore shorts and the twin.

"Darling, take a bath with yuk?" The designer took Nayla by the hand and half pulled her towards the bathroom without waiting for Nayla's answer.

"Mas, I haven't let go yet." Nayla pushes Reka's chest that increasingly intimidates her on the bathroom wall.

"Let me let go."

Nayla smiled looking at that passionate face.

The design opened the remaining fabric that was still attached to Nayla's body by occasionally rubbing it gently.

The gentle rubbing now turned into kisses from Reka when her body was plain.

The delicious energy filled Nayla's body even more. He pulled the arms of the designer so that the body of the Design was upright then Nayla opened the rest of the buttons of the Reka shirt and took them off. His hand now turned on the Design belt and opened it. Always Nayla has trouble unbuttoning and zipping her pants.

"Darling, don't rush. Gini's the way she's not." The designer guided Nayla's hand to open her pants properly. "Can't wait to feel it?" The design teased Nayla while rolling her eyes.

Nayla just smiled a little.

"I'm gonna make you de lawful not good here." The design revives the shower until the warm water soaks the bodies of both of them.

The design again peppered Nayla, the touches of Reka always made her intoxicated.

Then Reka turned off the shower and pushed Nayla's body to lean against the wall. He lifted Nayla's left leg, then he positioned himself at the door of pleasure.

Nayla men de sah while closing her eyes for a moment felt a thump from Reka. That extremely hard muscle began to move and swipe at the core of his enjoyment which made his lips unceasingly hiss.

"Darling, this is so good." The design increasingly jerked hers which made Nayla hold tight on her shoulders. Nayla's body trembled with her rain.

"Mas, cepetin."

Suddenly Reka took off hers which made Nayla frown. That's how it's released fit again delicious. "Mass..."

Design twisting Nayla's body. "Let's not drown first." The design slightly opened Nayla's legs. He re-entered it from behind with both hands cupping Nayla's crazy thing.

This time de sa han Nayla is louder than ever, especially when Reka increasingly adds to the tempo of her movements.

"Mas, this is delicious. I can't stand it." Then Nayla reached her first release.

The design would not stop before making Nayla melt a few times.

"Mas, I'm tired. Later Dika wake up" said Nayla after her second release.

"So who's abstaining?" The design flipped Nayla's body back to face her. "A little while, baby. Usually if you take a nap for at least an hour. You take it easy." She clenched Nayla's lips so deeply and went back to shower her again.