Black Wedding Stains

Curiosity

"A-astaga, w-what's he doing, w-did he forget to close the buttons on his shirt after nursing Justin?" ernest said stammering in his heart, as thirst began to strike his throat.

Both of Ernest's eyes saw 2 buttons on Moana's pajama nightgown open, so that when he fell asleep on his back revealed 2 prominent meat that was very tempting. Although it did not seem all, but Ernest could see half of the sacred objects belonging to his wife.

Ernest already knew, if Moana every time she fell asleep without using her glasses. That time he accidentally fell asleep hugging Moana, until his hands were re*mas breasts that felt quite in his hands.

It's just that somehow after giving birth to Justin, Moana's body shape really managed to tease him.

Instantly the shadow of the sacred object re-thought in Ernest's head. The incident, Moana who breastfed Justin again appeared until his mind began to wander.

"Is that what it's like to make Justin suckle him almost every hour?" and asked Ernest to himself.

"What does it feel like, why can make Justin so addicted like that? Is it as good as it feels?" ernest said, back. His eyes continued to pay attention towards the sacred object without turning his eyes.

The curiosity within Ernest began to rise, slowly he tried to lift his body slightly to approach his wife's body. Where his hands began to be ignorant to open one more button Moana clothes.

After 3 buttons opened, Ernest began to gradually widen the gap that covered the sacred object. Both of his eyes were shocked when he saw the sacred object clearly displayed before him.

"Why is it so beautiful? What's the white skin and the pink shoots, they really make me anxious."

Apparently oh it turns out, behind his clothes there is a twin mountain that is very beautiful. The shape of the mound that looks so thick, managed to make Ernest no longer strong.

It felt like he was holding all of that, but coming back. Ernest did not dare to hold it, for he was very afraid that he would wake his wife. Moana could again scream like that while slapping her.

However, Ernest could only look at it with satisfaction without having to touch it. Increased curiosity, managed to menoel a little of the shoots of sacred objects. Although, Ernest had to be very careful so that Moana would not wake up.

At the feeling that something had stiffened down there, Ernest immediately ended the ridiculous thing that he was currently doing the first time in his life.

"Gosh, Ernest! It's enough to do that silly thing, better you sleep now, so that this thought is gone. Rather than the Gathoth rebelling again, more bother again, right? There you must go back to war by hand, cihh ... Embarrassing, in my words men fuck!"

Ernest immediately stopped the action, then spread his body right-left while closing his eyes. With the aim to forget what he did, and want to fend off all the shadows that could evoke something down there.

In about 10 minutes, Ernest tried to fall asleep, but he still could not. Until finally Ernest who could not stand immediately reopened his clothes slowly Moana and devoured the sacred object.

In the action Ernest began to enjoy the source of food for Justin. Maybe for him it feels very bland, just somehow it makes him addicted.

However, Moana who was completely exhausted from taking care of Justin made her feel nothing. Moana dreams of breastfeeding Justin, even though it feels a little different.

The two twin mountains were all Ernest voraciously in turn, without exception. A different sense of pleasure, presenting its own sensation that Ernest could not forget. For him this is the first experience to be able to climb the mountain just by capitalizing hands, not feet and energy.

I don't know what happened to him, Ernest really liked that sacred thing. For him this is a new game, even though he got it by stealth.

Finished feeling full and satisfied like Justin, Ernest immediately fell asleep in a state that still hugged Moana while breastfeeding. While Moana was still faithful with her sleep, when she wanted to open both her eyes all of it could not. Because her sleepy eyes made it difficult for her to open them, Moana could only feel that she was breastfeeding her own child.

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