Exchange Myself for Justice

Zi Request

Today is the time for Zahira to return to her residence, she is very happy because she will soon be able to meet her two children. Zahira is done packing. He was just waiting for the arrival of the husband who he said would soon arrive.

While waiting, Zahira sat back with her cell phone in her hand. Not long after the sound of the roar of the car engine outside, he immediately saw who was coming. The man she was waiting for was gallantly out of her vehicle.

The sunglasses the man was still wearing added to his good looks. She was so grateful to be loved and loved by him.

Zahira did not open the door, she deliberately hid behind the door to surprise the man.

"Darling! You where?" said Zi who had just opened the door. "Where is he?" Zico immediately headed to the bathroom to look for the whereabouts of his wife.

Zahira held back a laugh while following the man's steps very slowly.

"Dec, are you inside?" Zico opened the bathroom door again.

Grepp's!

A hug from behind made Zi pause for a moment with a smile on her lips.

"Basan naughty, hide where are you?" the man asked as he turned his body to face Zahira.

"Hehe... Hugged me, Mas," said the woman in a spoiled voice."

"Don't hug, more than I'll do for you" Zi replied with a meaningful smile.

"Haha... Mas Zi, put me down!" exclaimed the woman chuckled happily as her body floated above the man's sling.

"I won't let you down before you promise me something" Zi replied.

"What is that, Mom?" zahira asked as she put her hand around the man's neck.

"I want my ration," Zi said as she stole a kiss on the lips of the woman still in her arms.

"Mas, I'm still not clean."

"Are you serious? How long, Dek?" asked the man with a lethargic face.

"Not a week, Mom. Patience, dear," persuaded Zahira to kiss her husband's lips gently.

"But my head hurts, Dek," said the man with a face.

"Are you serious? Of course I would," he replied so excitedly.

"Ish, you perverted Om-om," Zahira sneered in response to Zico's rascality.

"Biarin pervert, as long as it's with you."

"Yes, okay. Let's put me down first."

"Later at home I help ya, Mas," said Zahira when her body was released from the shackles of the husband.

"No way, Dek, I want it now" Zi replied as she pulled her hand to the bed.

Zahira could only shake her head to see her husband's behavior that could not help if her desire was on the edge.

Eventually Zahira helps Zico to let go of his pent-up passion. Yes although not a form of unification, but there are still many ways to make the man satisfied.

Zico smiled in relief after getting the peak of his satisfaction. The man was still trying to catch his breath, while Zahira returned clean and tidied up his appearance.

"Park there, Mas" said the woman busy putting on her makeup.

"Mandiin, Dek," Zi replied still reluctantly.

"God, why is my husband spoiled like this. Worry Zafran," said the woman. "Come, Mas. I miss the kids" whined Zahira as she pulled her husband's hand.

"Yes, honey. Don't be groped like this, he'll wake up again" Zi's tease made Zahira let go of her grip for a moment.

"Not really, Mom. Come spiel!" he was upset with his face.

"Haha... All right, all right, honey." Zico immediately got up and stole a kiss on both women's cheeks.

The man immediately went into the bathroom. Meanwhile, Zahira continued to apply her makeup a little more.

Seriate....

Happy reading 🥰