Dr. Ani And Family's

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Please...!!! kids don't read this. Wait until you get married!! please!!

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Laila was wearing lingerie to seduce her husband.

He stuck his body in the mirror. His stomach looks starting to bulge, his buttocks are getting fuller and his chest looks more and more overflowing especially this time he does not wear a bra.

Gumoh-gumoh you mas, his mind while biting his lower lip. Laila did not know why her husband looked so angry at her that he ignored her like that.

He who used to be ferocious and always make Laila die of lice is now even scattering, asking to be noticed, spoiled beloved.

Laila was astonished. It's baby-born or indeed her husband's true nature is like that. If you know you are like this.... Laila muttered in her heart while looking for a sensual pose that could make her husband could not bear and wanted to devour her, I will not be afraid of you, her mind.

All this time if Lukman is upset he can be tamed in bed and the problem will be solved afterwards. Lukman will talk about why he got angry after he finished reaching his peak and had a closing or cooling session after the core scene was completed.

kink, czech,

the door opened and Lukman's face was fierce with the figure of his eyes staring sharply. Just a few seconds later he looked away and looked for diversion.

His face began to grow angry and Laila caught it. He began to carry out his role.

How could her husband who before knowing she was pregnant always asked for rations every day could be up to two or three times it could withstand the temptation it served.

The clothes look with the maximum cleavage and the fruit are stuck and hanging. As Laila walked towards her husband her smooth legs were severed and ********** seemed challenging. Red is the color.

Lukman swallowed his saliva trying to be unaffected and held on with his silent pose. Pretending not to waver when it feels like his heart is already turbulent. Boiling taste.

After knowing his wife was pregnant he had to often refrain because he did not want his wife and child why. Seeing his wife wearing covered clothes alone he was tempted especially like being challenged like this.

His eyes did not glance but the tail of his eyes can catch the motion of his wife.

" Mas... laper... pingin noodles.." he said spoiled while stroking his stomach.

Lukman who was taking off his shirt then glanced at his wife.

" This is your son who wants to...." Her hand directed her husband's hand to hold his stomach.

Lukman left his shirt open and saw the chest of his field full of fur. Her checkered stomach and fine hair that ran from inside her pants all the way to her navel.

Now Laila is flabbergasted and wants to touch her husband.

They stared at each other and the air was hot around them.

Lukman lowered his head and kissed his wife's stomach.

" You hungry, son? don't eat any other noodles!" He kissed the stomach again and then stood up straight.

"Eat the others. I'm making it want to?" Lukman. Defense wavers.

Laila bit her lips while caressing Lukman's chest and stomach. Of course her husband just closed his eyes feeling the sensation that his wife created.

"I want to eat you first . Can't you?" Laila blinked her eyes many times.

cute.....

"wh.... You start yank..." Lukman could no longer stand the urge in his bloodstream. He tried to hold it.

"Aww.." -...." Laila was suffocated in shock because her husband suddenly lifted her body and carried her onto the bed. Put it carefully because the wife now does not live for herself but for her baby as well.

" Yank.... It's you who forced ya...." His voice sounded raucous.

Laila smiled at her helpless husband, "yes, my dear. How's dong? Dad's time does not miss the same mother.... uh the same adek....?"

They smile at each other, "Yes.kangen's father is equally adept. Adek is fine, right? Dad check up?" Lukman is in action

"oh..........."

" Is the same parent not kangen?" Laila removed the link of their lips and changed into sulking.

"I don't know the answer yet"

"Mmmmhhh...." Laila hits the shoulder of the husband that******* her lips are like a starving person.

"Jawab first...! Kangen the same as the mother what is not?" Laila raised her intonation.

"Great kangen darling..... To almost madness..."Lukman stopped his action and looked at his wife's face, which was pursing her lips.

"Marling..."

"Ummm.hh....."

"Buck...."

"hem..."

"slow down....!"

"sstt... keep your voice down!"

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The breath of the two was wheezing after getting satisfaction because it could release something that became the need of two people who were drunk with romance as a sign of love and affection between them.

The sweat was on their bodies especially Lukman. With breath still panting Laila wiped the sweat on her husband's chest gently.

" My husband.....my dear.....my love.....why was I angry with my sister? What's wrong with your servant?" Laila opened her voice by teasing and pretending like a queen and king.

" I'm jealous...." Lukman, who was still closing his eyes, answered by pushing his lips forward.

"Volcano.... cute....." Laila covers Lukman's lips in anxiety. " Jealous as who?" She scraped deeper before her husband's frown came.

"I didn't know Zainal's face, but you knew it was him..."

"Astaghfirullahaladzim.... Yes know. Mr. Zainal used to make his brews like that....."

"i'm afraid you still like him yank... He's a rich man's son..."

"But I'm unfortunately just the same as you. Iih... You have the heart to consider me rich...." Laila turned her back on her husband. He's upset.

"It's not yank.... I was scared... Sorry..." Lukman hugged his wife's stomach and caressed her affectionately. He kissed his wife's hair many times because of the guilt of his wife and accused her of not being.

"sorry..... I'm masakin ya... he said laper.... well.. would ya..... yank... sorry...." Laila was still unmoved from her position.

I'll do whatever you want to forgive me. Don't shut up like gini yank.....

You can punish me whatever yank...."

"What is it?" laila's tone of speech is ketus and confirms.

"Yes anything...." Lukman looks resigned.

Laila turned her body around with a smile

" His clothes and pants were standing at the door. Wear the belt too!"

"wrong?"

"can't you?"

"Yes would.."

"Udah game...!"

Although confused by his wife's request, Lukman still did it too. He was wearing clothes and his pants did not forget also his belt and then he stood in front of the door.

"Run over here like a model photo!"

"Yank... if the photo of the model is usually removed one by one".

"Yes that's kayak.... The way here..continue to go back there and the buttons of his clothes are removed one-on-one and continue to walk here while showing off his stomach. Come on mas.. same way! Don't stay there!" Laila had already sat down while covering her chest with a blanket.

Lukman styled according to his wife's direction. Taking off his clothes then directed backwards held with his fingers. Walk like a model on a catwalk. After his clothes he threw in any direction because of his wife's request he was then told to put his fingers into his pants and tilt his face while biting his lower lip.

Laila bit her thumb because her crazy desire was fulfilled and it was completely beyond her expectations.

Lukman took off his entire shirt in a hurry and went inside the blanket again.

"Mas... has not finished the fashion show...."

" Your mind is yes." he pointed at his wife's forehead.

" Well, "the blanket covering his chest sagged right in front of Lukman's face.

"On this again. Responsibility!"

"ahhhh.... Oh dong! it just happened!"

"I don't want to know the responsibility. Wear this!" Lukman held his wife's hand and directed her.

"If using my own hands is a sin but if you use the hands of the wife it is not papa. Until the finish anyway. Point"

"ugh. Why did I get the sap?"

"The sincere yank..."

"Okay, king...."