Ex But Married

MTM 42- Superior Seed

42

The cold air early in the morning was piercing Marvel's bones. The sleeping man wearing only shorts above the knee moved his hand like he was looking for something. The blanket that used to warm his night was already exposed from his body. Marvel could not borrow a neighbor's blanket, he only needed to hug the wife who had given the pleasure he had just felt for the first time. Yes, although in this country legal free relations are done, but Marvel does not want to play with just any woman and throw the seeds of his superior free.

But, it seemed that what he was looking for did not exist. The hand that was still fumbling could not touch the figure he was looking for. Empty, when opening the eyes of the wife is not in the side.

"Celine ... Where, she?" His eyes skirted every corner of the room, the transparent curtains that closed the glass doors connected to the balcony swayed in the wind, just as it turned out that the cold air was coming from there.

"Why is the door open? What's Celine doing on the balcony so early?" When his feet had started to step on the floor, the red stains on the sprai and the dried-up blanket became the center of his attention.

"It turns out I hurt you too much, I was the one who first touched you, how am I supposed to apologize for all the wrongs I've done to you?"

A moment to close his eyes considering the hot night he had gone through with Celine a few hours ago, his back even still felt sore as a result of Celine's nails stuck there, he said, celine's tears that had dripped as she began to break through the deepest part of the forest were still clearly imagined. It was not easy to do so, because Celine's forest was really still sealed.

Ser!!!

His blood flow warmed, this little brother woke up and asked again, agonizing once. As his feet began to step further, Marvel heard Celine sobbing.

"Why is Celine crying so early?" The figure he was looking for was there, sitting on the floor of the balcony, his face hidden in the pedestal of his hands on his bent legs. The figure looked fragile and pitiful.

"No way" said Marvel, his heart felt like it had been hit by a blunt object, the tightness he felt, the clenched hands thinking of the possibility that poisoned his mind.

"You're crying because you're sorry you gave me your chastity? Didn't you really intend to give it to me? No. .. You can't love Nathan like he said."

The possibility of it was frustrating, not willing if Celine did not love him anymore. Celine's wailing sound ripped at the moment made her hurt, yet she tried to remain calm.

"Celin .. are you crying?" Marvel folded his knees in front of Celine, he clenched Celine's face that had been flooded with tears.

"Sttt, why are you crying here so early? Are you sick? I must have hurt you, huh?"

Marvel wiped away Celine's tears, only this time she saw a face that used to challenge her look cute and puffy.

Celine sniffled, she couldn't talk. His hand gripped the flattened object more and more as if looking for strength.

"Don't cry alone .. You can share a story with me." Marvel held Celine in his arms.

"I-i...." Celine is unable to talk, she is confused about where to start this conversation fearing Marvel does not trust her, afraid that if she comes to London Marvel will be disturbed.

Marvel raised Celine's face to the point of having their eyes meet, their beads locking inside each other.

"I'm-i'm ...." Celine gulped, took a deep breath and then exhaled.

"Take it easy and talk slowly."

After repeatedly gulping her saliva, Celine finally spoke again, "As long as we're married, I-I never go out and meet anyone,-is I allowed to go now?"

The deg!!

"You want to get away from me?" his hands clenched tightly, he really did not like to hear it.

"No .. You're going to London, right? I'm coming with you, yeah."

"London?" Marvel's forehead shriveled, he wondered why Celine wanted to go there so badly. "Well .. we'll go there."

Celine smiled in relief then reflexively hugged and hid her face in the chest of the Marvel field.

"Thank you...."

Marvel kissed the head of Celine, the fragrance that came out of her body increasingly making her little sister get crowded.

'If you're really sorry now, it's no use, Celine. I can't give it back.'

Marvel muttered to himself, considering that it further fueled his desire. Marvel grabbed Celine by the face and kissed her lips, slowly holding her back and bringing her back to bed.

"Maybe?" ask Marvel while opening the rope wrapped around Celine's kimono towel. Before Celine answered she immediately put their lips together again and repeated the hot activity that made the sweat pour out.

'My superior seed must have thrived in your womb.'

Marvel is increasingly determined to water Celine's land with her superior seeds.