
Irfin Setyo Nugraha bids farewell to all the families to take Najla to the room where they are staying tonight after the reception. Najla the wife looked tired of welcoming so many guests from all walks of life.
"Yes, take your wife to rest. We will also catch up with you soon" said Radiman Said giving the newlyweds permission to leave the reception venue.
"Thank you very much, cake. Good night," replied Irfin while holding the hands of a beautiful woman who was wearing a beautiful dress all white.
They both walked down the hallways of the hotel to a special room for those who have been decorated with a very beautiful typical bridal room.
"Sir Yus, where are you going?" asked Irfin who happened to meet Yusril Surya in front of the hallway. The man smiled and replied, "Want to find a cure. Ralian complained of headaches and not feeling well."
"Oh, that girl must have eaten too late and ended up catching a cold. Habit!" timpal Najla with an annoyed face mixed with worry.
"Mas, I want to see Ralian first yes," Najla gave her husband permission by looking at her hand in front of her chest.
"But you are tired too. Let Yus take care of it, okay?"
"But Mas."
"You need rest too, baby. All afternoon until midnight like this you stand and just sit for a while. You must be so tired."
"Pak Irfin was right. Ralian let me take care of it. You must be tired and need rest" Yusril Surya mediated the debate between the newlyweds.
"Please take your wife to the room. I am also looking for a cure for Ralian right now," the man continued and quickly passed from the place. The pain complaints and nausea felt by Ralian really made him worried.
"Look Na, we're going to the baby's room." Irfin grabbed back his wife's hand and took her to their room not far from the place. Najla finally complies. He was also very tired while his legs he felt cramped because he stood too long with high heels are quite high.
When they arrived in the room. Irfin immediately helped his wife to open her dress which was quite difficult to release if only alone. The zipper that was on the back made the man feel much needed at the moment.
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Irfin unzipped the dress with a happy face. His tiredness suddenly evaporated somewhere. His eyes sparkled happily at the white and smooth back of his wife opening so beautifully before him.
Her lips quickly softly tipped the surface of that extremely smooth, flawless back skin feelingly.
"Yesaaa Mass..." Najla jerks. He felt stung by the flow of electricity from that beautiful touch. Even strange players seemed to race along his nerves. The light touch was able to deliver a very beautiful message to his brain.
Najla creeps. His whole skin is full. His body felt frozen. His hands were clenched on his left and right sides. Her lower lip was bitten because it was not strong enough to withstand the extraordinary taste given by her husband.
Although she has been visited twice by her husband who is very dear to her but her body is still very sensitive if getting a soft touch from the man.
"Na, you must be tired my dear," whispered Irfin in a low and also slow voice. Najla was shocked to hear her husband's whisper. She seemed to be aware of the taste that was too delicious just given by her husband.
The woman opened her eyes and was even more shocked because suddenly her body was floated on the bed by the hand of Irfin Setyo Nugraha.
"Mas, my goodness...I'm heavy!" najla shouted with both hands covering her face.
"Mildly. Maybe in a few moments you will gain weight Na," said Irfin with a smile on his face.
"If every moment you eat me dear, Hem," continued the man, putting Najla's body on his bed. The beautiful woman still covered her face with her palm.
"Why? you're ashamed of Na?" irfin asked as he grabbed his wife's palm and looked at her blushing face. Irfin smiled then began to grab the beautiful woman's legs and put them on her lap.
"It must be tired huh?" ask him with his hands still continue to massage and stroke the white and very smooth legs. Najla no longer wanted to answer. He just closed his eyes enjoying the massage and rubbed the big hand on the soles of the feet, into the calves and ended up at the base of his thighs.
"If this, do not want to massage Na?" irfin asked as he turned his hand to Najla's core area which was wrapped in a thin triangular lacy cloth.
Najla again did not want to answer. He still closed his eyes with the lower lip he bit to not let out the lucknut sounds.
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