Enslanted Love Berandal Campus

Eps 142s

Ika hugged Tommy's body tightly after they finished with a fairly tiring exercise of body consolidation. And the man always stroked the head of his wife, occasionally showering her with a kiss unfortunately.

Wipe his hand on the back that is still plain it makes Ika feel comfortable and calm. It was as if the fatigue was gone for a moment, replaced by the treatment of her husband who was very considerate.

"Thank you, By," said Tommy again.

The warm kiss returned to look at Ika's forehead which gradually dried from the sweat that had poured earlier. I don't know how many times her husband has thanked her. That woman must be very happy. The phrase seemed to indicate if her husband was satisfied with his service that is still very amateur for him.

Not without reason Tommy continues to say thank you. The man was really moved mixed with amazement and happy. Because there is still a woman who wants to keep her honor for her beloved husband. Especially seen from today, like looking for a needle in straw to get a girl who is still virgin in the city life is amazingly perverted, if not strong faith.

Tommy was silent for a moment. His mind again remembered the seed that he had sprinkled on his wife's womb. He forgot if he had not had time to discuss the matter of momongan with his little wife. But everything is embedded. Hopefully his wife does not mind containing the fruit of their love in the age of her who is no longer young.

"Mas" Ika said with her head up, accidentally finding her husband daydreaming.

"What's the hell?"

Tommy simply commented on his faint smile. It might be better to talk about it right now. Before everything became a fetus. Moreover, technology is now increasingly sophisticated. There is already an emergency contraceptive pill that can be taken if indeed Ika is still not willing to contain.

"By..."

Tommy pulls Ika's body to get more in his arms.

"Are you ready to get pregnant someday?" ask her straight to the point.

Ika immediately responded with a nod of her head. His little smile came up. To mean if the woman is ready even though she has to get pregnant in the near future though.

"His name is married must be ready to get pregnant. Especially with the child is proof of the fruit of our love. I'm so ready, Mom. If indeed God will entrust a child to us," said Ika, very soothing heart and feelings Tommy when he heard it.

"Don't mind?"

Ika nodded confidently.

"Don't you bother? You still have to finish college. Not to mention at an age like you are usually still reluctant to get pregnant. Still love to play, hang out with friends, hang out, watch, go karaoke kayaking yesterday."

Ika looked up again when her husband said the word go karaoke. Is she in shady mode?

"I became suspicious, lest Tommy did not want to have any more children," Ika continued, starting to misunderstand Tommy's words.

"Eh, who said?" Tommy peeked at his wife's cheek again.

"Heard you don't mind having my son feel so happy. I still feel like this is all a dream. Sometimes I still can't believe that I'm liked by women of Resty's age. I'm old enough."

"Two-old ladies!" A little chuckle cursed her husband.

"The older the older the more. That means getting hotter and making dudai." Ika deliberately pinched Tommy's gaunt cheeks that were slightly overgrown with thin fur.

"Is this your code? Want some more, huh?" Tommy sniffed naughty on the niche of his wife's neck. Making the woman giggle holding back the amused inflicted by her husband.

"No, Mas. Who said?" Ika pushed Tommy's shoulder.

"That just now?" Tommy rolled his eyes.

"Still to know! Good to stay**** keep satisfied. Well me? I don't know when it's gonna heal."

Tommy chuckles to himself when he hears his wife's unfiltered confession.

"If it is often made later quickly heal, By," said Tommy who is actually just the mode of his mind.

"That's what you want, Mom!" Ika hit softly on the chest of her husband's field.

"Tomorrow." Ika immediately kissed a glimpse on her husband's lips.

"Say tomorrow but you kiss me. Isn't this just her name?"

"Tauk ah, Mum! I'm still sore. My body feels crumpled." Ika turned her back on Tommy when she said that.

"Duh, don't face that dong, By. I feel like marahan again." Tommy pulls Ika's body again, and manages to have them face each other again.

"I won't feel good, as long as you feel uncomfortable. Promise!" Tommy raised two of his fingers to form a V.

Ika don't say anything. But the woman was more close in her arms. Her husband's words were quite manageable. The proof at this time he did not force himself even though the opportunity was in plain sight.

"By.." said Tommy again.

"Yes, Mum."

"Why do you like a grown man like me?"

Ika's face, which had been comfortably attached to her husband's chest, was forced to lift again for the sake of her husband's questions, which she may very well need the answer.

But Ika blew both of her shoulders.

"It's not that I'm a rich widower, is it?" he sounded like jumawa.

"I am also rich, Mas." - timpal Ika, immediately anxious to hear the second question from her husband.

"Yes, yes. Wiih's... There's duda. Handsome, rich too," always according to what is often seen when there are young women want to be with the aged, it can be guessed it because of the treasure.

"Narcissistic based!" I'm chuckling again.

"You don't want to be clear."

"No I'm sure it won't make you die of curiosity, will it?"

"Although not dead curious, but my sleep will not be sound. Unless you want the responsibility to sleep with me."

"Damn... What the hell! The talk makes me have to be careful. Basic om-om is troubling!" I know exactly where her husband is talking.

"Come, say it again? Say it again? I'll sleep you in the morning if you still call me," Tommy was ready to pounce by bringing his face closer to his wife's face.

"It's just om-om, isn't it?"

Cup.

Tommy kissed those tiny lips pretty deep.

"Om, pliss! If you're naughty like this when can you sleep?" her protest as her husband paused her kiss.

"Fix! You're really asking for more, By."

And Tommy again clenched those chewy lips more asductive. Next to his hand played agile on the body of his wife who was still innocent earlier. Inevitably Ika also then offset the game. Also twisting the tongue in the pagutannya increasingly become.

For the second time they did the unification activities. Exchanging sweat in wading the peak of heavenly favors. Successfully make them re-choked flying high to nirvana. When something delicious is broken again, open to the valley of honey the wisdom of marriage.

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