
The green light is on. Devan kissed Raisya's crown and chanted a prayer, he switched to kissing the girl's eyes, then continued the two cheeks alternately, lastly Devan linking his lips on Raisya's lips, as usual he did it gently with love.
Raisya's heart began to beat rapidly as Devan pressed his chest, he did not know what kind of expression to have, between shame and fear of all settling into his chest, he said, it was as if he was currently facing a tiger that was ready to pounce on him.
"My word, if it hurts the first time," Raisya said in a soft voice as Devan removed his pagutan and removed his hijab.
Devan merely commented a smile, holding back something that had already started to stiffen. Just like Raisya who was gerogi, Devan's hands were slightly shaking, all was not as expected that would be smooth, it turns out he also felt nervous when starting his ritual.
Devan returns down each of Raisya's bodies with his lips, giving some masterpieces adorning his wife's neck, creating an incredible sensation that once in a while makes Raisya feel something strange all over her body.
Where should I start?
Devan scratched his non-itchy head. He removed three buttons of Raisya's upper shirt, then used both knees to support his body. Devan ruffled his waist as the confusion struck.
"Why, Brother?" raisya asked as Devan sat back on his thighs and looked at his face fixedly, the dim light was still able to make Raisya see the face of Devan who looked agitated.
"There's nothing." Devan resumed his action, he stripped Raisya's clothes until leaving his underwear. After that Devan took off his shirt, revealing his athletic body that Raisya had never seen.
Raisya closed her eyes and looked up, both of her hands starting to clutch the bed sheet as Devan continued to feel her body.
"Sister.." Suddenly the seductive voice escaped from the corner of Raisya's lips, he unexpectedly lulled with Devan's gentle touch.
Devan smiled and looked at Raisya who was currently biting her lower lip, she was still trying to stretch out Raisya's legs which continued to tighten.
"Don't be afraid, I'll do it slowly." Devan convinces Raisya to remain calm.
Lastly Devan took off the shirt that covered his wife's twin mountains and the cover of his sensitive area, now both plain without a thread, Devan grabbed a blanket to cover the bodies of both.
Raisya felt that something hard was touching his thigh, he thought that it was something that had been held yesterday.
"Are you ready?" devan asked in a loud voice.
Raisya nodded slowly and opened both of his legs in each direction.
Devan grabbed Raisya's hand and placed it on his back.
After feeling comfortable, Devan began his action, he pushed his antiques to break through the goal belonging to his wife.
Instantly Raisya screamed as she felt a pain at the bottom. One clear stream drenched the temple of Raisya.
Devan gasped in shock and rubbed his wife's tears, he felt pity for Raisya. But did not stop the action, instead Devan pushed harder again.
Raisya felt not strong, after being satisfied to claw Devan's back, he switched to grabbing the man's hair, although Devan tried to relieve the pain that creeps, Raisya could not help but cry, she said, until the third blow is able to break the goal.
The cold room turned hot, the two exchanged sweat, expressing love through the unification of the body. Slowly the pain created for a while was gone, and now there is only a sense of pleasure. Devan could not say a word, he was carried away to continue enjoying the night full of passion.
A few minutes later, Devan spouted his hot lava and collapsed just above Raisya. Both of them regulate the breath that is still stingy because of the labor that drains the energy, Devan rubbed the sweat on his wife's forehead.
"Thank you" Devan said with a kiss.
Raisya just kept quiet with his eyes closed, he was still unable to answer Devan's question.
"I'm sorry if you're not satisfied" said Raisya, feeling guilty as she buried her face in the neck of her husband. He still endured the pain that spread to all his organs.
Devan tilted his body and clasped tightly to Raisya.
"I'm the one who's sorry for hurting you, I was too excited."
I have fulfilled my duty as a wife, hopefully after this Brother Devan completely forgets Alisa, and there is only me in his heart.
As a wife, that is what Raisya wants, she does not want to share her husband's love with others.
"Sister, I'm going to the bathroom."
Devan grabbed his clothes on the floor and put them on, this time he did not wear his pants anymore but took the sarong in the closet. For it is only the cloth that makes the bird move.
Raisya woke up and dragged her body to the edge of the bed. As he lowered his legs, he grimaced feeling the pain grow louder.
"Dear, don't move, I'll help you."
Neat suit with his clothes, Devan approached Raisya, swiftly Devan raised Raisya's body which was still wrapped in a thick blanket and took him to the bathroom.
"Is there anything I can help you with?"
Devan filled the bathtub with warm water and pulled the blanket that Raisya was wearing.
"No, brother just come out! I can do it myself."
Raisya crossed her hands on her exposed chest, unlike the slightly dark room lights, the light in the bathroom was so bright that Raisya grew even more embarrassed.
Devan crouched down in front of Raisya.
"Don't be shy, when you're sick, I take off your shirt, and we do the skin-to-skin method, so I've seen your body before" Devan explained.
Raisya rounded his eyes, his face getting closer together as Devan continued to giggle.
Free dong I always close the aurat tightly, it turns out brother Devan has seen it, grumbled Raisya in the heart.
After cleaning the sensitive area, Raisya stood on his back to Devan, while the man grabbed the bathrobe and put it on.
As time came, Devan raised Raisya's body as he exited his room.
"So I'm thirsty" said Raisya.
"I'll get you a drink, you wait here."
Devan sat Raisya on the edge of the bed and turned on the main light, he picked up the clothes scattered and put them in the basket, Devan accidentally saw a red stain that adorned the bed sheet.
Not saddened by the wounds given, Devan was proud to have made Raisya a former virgin.
Raisya Putri Laksana, we are inadvertently bound in a sacred relationship, and from tonight you are mine, even though the storm strikes, I will still love you. Rainbow of twilight, you will only be present to me, who will color my world. Taking me to a beautiful place, we will sail the ocean together forever.