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RESLETING in fact became the first enemy for Aga after he officially became a husband. Instead of wanting to do the adult scene as he often heard from the stove gangs, but it was all broken because his hands could not lower the small object behind the wife's back.
"Geez, I guess why!" deeva said that she wanted to be upset but she was funny herself
Deeva thought, Aga has changed because since the beginning of the meeting there are only words said the man who made his heart moved. Yet apparently...
"From then, now, until later you remain my handsome baby," said Deeva who woke up a little and brought her face closer to her husband's face.
Lip kiss is no longer inevitable for those who are now equally halal.
Getting a surprise attack, certainly makes Aga amazing shock. Instead of enjoying the touch of Deeva's lips by closing her eyes, she kept it wide open with a tense body like a person stung by electricity.
There was no reply from the man under her, Deeva stopped ******** it was fine, she pulled her face to want to know what happened to Aga.
"That's what just now?" ask Aga with a pale face.
"Kiss! I just kissed. Our first kiss, how does it feel?" asked back Deeva, she was sure if it was the first thing that was certainly not for her but for her husband as well.
Although a night butterfly, it does not mean she is a cheap woman because her duties only accompany drinking or meeting entrepreneurs without physical touch beyond the limits. But, uh, even so, the price offered by Mami is quite fantastic because the longer the striped men are increasingly curious about Deeva so they do not think long when they have to spend a deep pocket to be accompanied one night.
"Waaah, Aga is stained again," he replied in embarrassment.
the two laughed together hugging each other on a bed that fit perfectly for their pedestal to fight, that too if allowed by Mak othor!
"I will stain every inch of your body my handsome baby" Deeva's tease will be much more aggressive.
If usually the wives who receive it is wrong, another thing with the man who is now starting to resign is up to under the confinement of the Tupu Tupu.
"Deeva, what do you want to do again?"
"Well, we're playing a massage," the man cheered happily.
One by one the clothes attached to the body of the very Pradipta Heirs are open, ranging from suits to shirt buttons. In his throw all that originally by Deeva who did not expect if his handsome baby was silent has abdominal muscles that he had never thought of all this time.
"Here, Aga who is wearing Deeva's shirt," he bargained that he wanted to do the same, Deeva who agreed to nod her head.
Aga moved to sit behind his wife's back, not only his hands returning to zip but also his mischievous lips kissing his fragrant shoulders and neck unlike 5 years ago, maybe because it's their wedding day.
The small object that had made Aga cry was now at the bottom until the smooth white back was clearly plastered in front of the eyes of Aga who as a normal man immediately swallowed his strong Saliva.
He felt the back of the body slowly until Deeva was amused but it was fun for Aga. He repeated it continuously until finally he also managed to bring down the dress.
The upper part of Deeva's body was now plain, two twin hills that were large enough in unblinking eyes by Aga when he had moved positions facing each other with his wife.
"You got ahold?" tawar Deeva who knows if Aga must still be embarrassed or maybe even not brave.
"Can you if it's now?"
"Of course, do whatever you want, follow your maleness instinct" said Deeva while pulling Aga's hand but was held until Deeva was confused.
"What's wrong?" ask her with a slightly frowned forehead.
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Tar first, Aga grasshoppers want to play with as well he said...