Ceo Galak That's My Husband Candidate

#84 Help her undress

  Barack car stopped in the garage, sound of the engine door like moving closed automatically.

 

Barack opened the door and got down from the walking car to the other side and immediately opened the car door for luna.

Barack's gaze was seen investigating towards Luna's face.

"Have you done it?" barack said as if he was making sure of the luna.

Luna did not say she just kept quiet and nodded slowly.

But Barack found the luna's legs still a little staggering like not the power to support themselves and move his legs.

Soon Barack grabbed the luna's leg and carried her inward through the garage door that was directly connected to the living room.

Luna buried her face into Barack's chest, accidentally inhaling the scent of a very piercing masculin body into his nose and was trying to sway the brain of luna.

The smell was very fragrant, making him always want to continue to stick to his body.

Thin smiles adorned the face of luna because the scent of barack's body began to provide comfort in her heart..

Barack put the luna body on the sofa of the family room, placed gently and lovingly the body of his wife.

Barack's eyes swept over the face of Luna who was still showing fear.

Barack grabbed the right and left cheeks of luna, forcing a luna-eyed look toward her face.

"You're fine now, so don't think about what's gone by, , , okay" Barack said as he forced luna to calm herself down.

Luna still did not want to make a sound, the shock continued to be clearly visible on her face at this moment.

"You scared?" barack throws a question that he himself should have known the answer, but he seems to be provoking feelings luna.

"That's how I felt when I heard that you left my work space" he added.

Barack stared gently at the face of Luna who was digesting the word.

Barack tried to entertain, but as he knew it was also in vain, until he really ran out of sense how to get the moon back in focus and not continue to daydream about the fateful incident that almost took his life.

Until that thought was in his brain.

"How about you take a shower?, , soak to make you calmer?? let your fear fade and disappear in the water" for a moment barack was silent to let luna think.

"I will prepare warm water for you" he added.

Barack said as if he was telling the luna to be ready, and trying to break the luna daydream, randomizing his mind to refocus on him who had not been considered there by the luna.

"Yes" luna's voice sounded lifeless, limp and there was a slight sense of residual fear inside.

Barack moved from his seat towards the bathroom, leaving the luna to prepare warm water in the bathtup.

The gurgling sound of water began to be heard as it came out of the tap and tried to meet the buthtup.

Barack turned on two taps at once, with the right side pouring cold water and the other side hot water.

He checked the warmness of the water using the palm of the hand so as not to overheat when the body of the luna went into it.

He felt the warmth of the water was fitting, barack went out of the room, but still left the tap open to meet the white and large bithtup.

Back he walked closer to the luna who was still sitting quietly on the sofa.

Barack again sat beside Luna facing her body towards luna who was looking towards laih with her gaze back empty.

Luna's hand moved up in frenzy to open her shirt, but the sturdy barack hand tried to stop her hand when luna had not had time to reach the button of her upper shirt.

Luna turned her face towards the eyes of Barack who had already looked at her face expectantly.

Luna lowered her hand back to her lap, she followed as directed by barack's hand, leading him to step aside and making room for him.

 

Like being begged to luna to let herself open the button for luna.

 

Now barack is taking over on him. Unbuttoning the luna one by one, the soft eyes of barack kept watching the face of luna who began to blush in shame.

Barack fell thin, this face is what is actually being in later by him.

The look on Luna's face that returned blushed in embarrassment.

Barack hands continue to move unbuttoning one by one, until at last the button clothes luna was released all.

Barack began to light up his clothes.

Grabbing the neck of the luna with his two hands so as to force the collar of the shirt that is still attached to his neck down and slide off the shoulder of the luna by itself.

The bill still lingered on that tiny neck.

He moved one of his hands stroking down the arms of the luna, and up to the tip of his finger barack led the hands of the luna and in his arakan to his chest.

Barack continued to look into the eyes of the luna, he never a bit to take his eyes off the women who had been willingly waiting to be immediately on the******.

At first glance, barack's eyes look towards the hands of luna on his chest and back to look into the eyes of luna, to two eyebrows appear to be deliberately moved upwards quickly and simultaneously, like giving a code to a woman who has become his wife to take turns opening her clothes buttons.

Luna understood what max barack was, she was forced to gulp when barack asked her to do it.

He raised one more hand by himself to fulfill barack's wish of unbuttoning his shirt.

Barack pulled back two hands from his neck to help him take off the shirt that was still stuck in his arm.

This time the luna's eyes turned towards the chest of barack that looked field. His subconscious guided luna's hand to move up and up touching the small vortex whose color was slightly different from her skin color.

With a bit of nervousness, the eyes again led to Barack who still continues to watch him.

Barack's lips moved sideways, his smile this time seemed to be holding something that he himself did not want to luna until he found out.

For a moment closed his eyes while massaging his little forehead, letting luna's hand continue to sway his chest.

There was an unbearable feeling starting to flare in barack's heart.

His eyes reopened but now his eyes were sharpened to the eyes of Luna. As if to immediately devour the woman in front of him.

Barack quickly removed his hand from his chest.

Pushing her body back forced her to lean against the edge of the sofa slightly higher than where she was sitting.

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