Adorable Wife Mr. CEO Named

Faizah Ngambek

Area 21+ that is not old enough do not add yes hehe...

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Bruk!

Juna pushed Faizah's body back on the bed.

"I told you not to be seduced," furious Juna supported his wife's tiny body. "Don't mistake me if you can't get up tomorrow morning."

Faizah was not afraid at all, instead he challenged Juna and put his hand on the man's neck. "He wasn't tempted? Just touched a little already tense."

Juna tightened his jaw, he felt Faizah was really playing tricks on him. "Don't expect me to let you go, diploma."

"Ck, that's still the call. I can't do anything more romantic. Sweetheart cake, what cake shows me this is your wife." Perotes Faizah's.

"I don't like complicated, the diploma is simpler." Juna opened the shirt and immediately threw it away. And back to his wife.

Faizah swallowed the saliva as she looked at the chest of the field and the firmness of her husband's. Also Juna's abdominal muscles that seem tempting want to be touched.

"These holding agents, may they?" Without any more approval Faizah touched Juna's beautiful belly.

Juna, who had been shrouded in the fog of passion, immediately blotted his wife's lips. Even his hands also did not want to miss to touch the beauty of his wife.

"Hhmmmf.." - Faizah complained as Juna's hand massaged her twin mountains.

Juna took off his kiss. "So you made me wear this, didn't you? Now he must get the punishment."

"Uhhh. Slow down, I'm not lying." Faizah complained when feeling the pain in the twin mountains.

Juna did not hear it and continued to massage it gently. Faizah's body curved, feeling pain and pleasure all at once.

"Her eyes hurt, why'd it get so sticky huh?" Juna smiled slanted and stopped his action. "If you like to say it."

Faizah gave a sharp look. "Whose first attack? I was just about to mijit doang."

"I was also just a massage earlier." Juna kissed his wife's sweet neck.

"What is the use of kisses?" Faizah bit the tip of her lips as Juna sucked on the skin of her neck. "Ohh...."

"Just give me a gift." Juna threw his wife's tanktop.

"Well, what's this about open-mortgage? Ouch...." Faizah pouted as suddenly Juna devoured the top of her bacon greedily. "Ssttt.. pain, slow down dong."

"If you're still noisy, I'm not afraid to bite you." Threaten Juna to kiss the challenging objects alternately.

"Ck, just say I want to be really hard like. There are many reasons." Ketus Faizah while enjoying the touch of her husband. It is not hypocritical that Juna's touch makes him intoxicated.

"Don't be noisy."

"Where are people making love to them." Faizah Protest.

"Can't you if you don't answer? Fucking bad wife." Upset Juna instantly silenced his wife's mouth.

Somehow now both are naked. Faizah continued to stomp and swerve as Juna gave a soft and warm touch. Although the man seemed cold and rude, but if the problem of the bed compared to the reverse with his attitude. It was as if he was touching a very fragile thing.

Now Juna's face was above Faizah's flat stomach. He kissed her a few times before the kiss came down.

"Oohh...." Faizah grunted as Juna buried her face between her thighs. And this is what Faizah likes the most after a few times they make love. Juna really made him drunk while in bed.

Faizah bit her lip as Juna's lips gave a soft sweep down there. "Hmmm...."

Juna raised his face, he smiled as he looked at his wife's passionate face. "Do you want to stay here or continue?"

Yeah, Juna always asks that every time they make love. And of course Faizah asked further because he could not bear to feel Juna's missile exploded inside.

"Unfortunately I still want to mess around." Toda Juna again buried his face in the fragrant valley of the wife. Sontak Faizah squealed in shock as Juna put her finger in there and moved mischievously.

"Aahhh... Why not just go straight? Can't stand it, honey." Faizah crept Juna's hair roughly.

"It's too fast."

"But I'm sleepy. Hurry up, akhhh shit. Don't be so sick." Faizah's complaint grabbed Juna's hair violently.

"Wouldn't sleep this out." Sahut Juna again intensified the action. Of course Faizah got released several times because of her husband. Until his body went weak.

And get to the point game. Juna groaned favorably as his mighty object made it into his cage. So even with Faizah who had longed for the warmth of her husband.

Well-favoured. That's what Juna is thinking. He cannot lie if his wife is very beautiful what else when conditions like this.

Faizah opened his eyes, and the two met. "Racid?" Ask Juna.

Faizah nodded. "My stomach hurts a little."

"This is over, it's your own fault that you seduced me." Juna sped up his tempo as it almost reached the top.

Faizah who is basically tired can only resign. Till....

Ahhhh...

The two of them were both long-winded as they managed to explode together. Juna kissed Faizah's lips before removing the union and lying on her side. "Thank you."

Faizah nodded with her eyes closed because she was very sleepy. Juna pulled the tiny body to be more docked, then clenched it tightly. Then his eyes closed.

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Faizah took a small squirm and woke up from her sleep as sunlight began to peek behind the gap of goreden. However, he immediately turned his head when his face was hit by Juna's breath.

A single smile rose from his lips as he recalled their madness last night. "That's a stupid girl who used to refuse you, Mas." A kiss landed on Juna's lips.

Waitaminute! What did he call you? Mas's? Oh.. isn't that a good development?

"Huh, so tired. He was always crazy in bed. Mouths are not in line with brains." Mumbled. When he was about to get up, Juna's burly hand immediately held him back.

"anytime soon. We will shower together. You're still tired, sleep again." Tell Juna with her sexy voice.

"Ck, my body's all sticky."

"Sure, you exploded dozens of times last night." Sindir Juna's.

"Buy. lebai. Where there are dozens of times. I guess you're not."

Juna did not reply because he was still sleepy. Faizah looked seriously at her husband's handsome face. "Mas, are you really 45?"

Juna opened his eyes. "Why is that?"

"No, it's strange that the same age face is not synchronous. Even your body is as good as an athlete." Praise Faizah without making up.

"The protest is not the same as me, the same thing that created it." Answer Juna.

"Ck, it's your fault that you're not romantic-romantic. Though I want to get a romantic husband like in the movies."

"Just take it in the movie, it's hard."

Faizah was furious to hear it. She hit her husband's chest hard. "Nyebelins."

Juna did not answer anymore.

"Mas, there's no intention of that for the reception? I also want to be known to others. I don't think anyone knows you're married other than our family. Even the big family you also don't like to know I'm pregnant, what else is Halley. He's cold as me." Suddenly Faizah melows herself.

Juna opened his eyes, looking at Faizah's teary eyes. "Why are you so whiny in the morning?"

Faizah took a deep breath. "I know you forced me to marry me. Maybe you'll throw me out when this kid is born. That's why you don't want people to know that I'm your wife. You're ashamed of having an ugly wife, unemployed, not sexy...." Faizah's words came to a halt as Juna silenced her mouth with her lips.

"Bawels." Cibir Juna who managed to make Faizah upset half to death and cried as much as possible.

Juna pulled his wife in a trap. Faizah's cries are getting louder. "Why are you being a gini crybaby anyway?"

"I don't know, I suddenly want to cry. You keep making me sprain."

"Hm." Juna tightened his embrace.

"So there really wasn't your first wedding reception, Mas?" ask Faizah to make sure.

"Make what? Throw away the money."

Faizah's heart ditched hearing that. He pulled away from Juna's arms and immediately woke up. "Well, no need for reception. Sweetheart your money's gone, just make it for the next wedding." After saying that Faizah got off the bed and ran to the bathroom. Not long to hear the crying inside.

Juna clucked and got up from his position. "Ck, why so gini anyway? That reception has to be?"

Seriate...