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Style 2: L'amore and unito

•5uona Letture•

Cilla is being self-contained. Today is his happy day. Where he would marry at a young age with a handsome man. Cilla stared in the mirror. Thin natural polish makes it graceful and sweet.

"It seems like enough" said the bride. The fairy smiled with satisfaction at the results of her work.

"Is there anything less significant?" ask perias.

Cilla. "It doesn't seem to."

The fairy breathed a sigh of relief. "All right." Then put the equipment back together.

"Signora" call Harrison. Cilla. Again Harrison was amazed to see the beauty of signora Cilla. Soon he lowered his gaze.

"Yes Harris?" ask Cilla.

"Signora is waiting in the building" Harrison replied. Cilla's approaching Harrison.

"Corn" take Cilla. Harrison nodded. They both walked with tight security. The mafioso are dressed as mafia.

**

They all arrived at the building. Cilla was still in the room not yet heading to the altar.

Where is miki?

Others in place. Michael's nervous. Many times he tried to calm down, but never succeeded. Michael felt hot.

"What are you doing shithead, it's time we go" Bean shook Michael's head.

"Damn it" Michael rubbed his head slowly. "You ruined my hairdo."

"Listen son of a bitch, your wife's been waiting, and you're a lot of style" Bean said. While Michael mocked to obey Bean's words.

"Don't make fun of me, when we're gone" Bean pulled Michael's hand. Michael staggered in Bean's footsteps.

DAPS...

"Now don't talk much!" firmly Bean. Sports cars are speeding very fast splitting the streets of Rome. Some riders cursed towards Bean who casually broke through the road. Bean is very good at cars. Because he's a former rider.

"You're crazy huh! I can fail the first night!" michael Oceh. "Slow Bean! You want us both dead!" michael's Protest. Bean just shakes his shoulders.

Michael keeps nyerocos. While Bean made a headache. And not long after that they arrived.

**

"Are you ready?" ask Bean. Michael nodded. Both knees were shaking violently. Michael admits it's really nervous. He's afraid of forgetting or some kind of thing.

"What are you thinking?" bean asked to look at his nervous friend.

"I'm afraid to forget to read it later, and to be laughed at by everyone" Michael replied, complaining.

Bean shakes. "You think it's a comedy show, stop your mindset little boy, instead of you going to do e

tea bags later?" Bean deliberately said this for the benefit of his friend.

Michael immediately got up from the chair and stood up. "I'm ready" Michael tidied up his tuxedo.

"Wait what else."

**

PROK...PROK...PROK...PROK...

The entire mafioso clapped boisterously. Michael breathed a sigh of relief, he had finally said the sacred promise smoothly without the slightest mistake of words.

Slowly Michael cupped Cilla's cheek. Michael was gasping. Their lips are mutually******* with each other, although Cilla is a little stiff. But Michael relaxes the mood. Cause Michael long kissed Cilla. Cilla hit Michael's field chest asking to stop. Michael had to stop it.

"I Love You My Wife" said Michael softly. His tears were shed, he finally had a wife.

"I Love You My Husband" said Cilla. They also shed tears of happiness. The journey of Love Cilla and Michael is full of twists and turns. And it's time for them to reunite on this very happy wedding day.

"Let's go to party" Bean pulled out a gun and shot into the sky.

DORS...DORS...DORS...DORS...DORS...

The loud gunshot. This is the Italian Mafia wedding. It has the name De Luca Italian. Michael didn't have a reception but he had a passionate evening.

Patience, after this we will stick, calm down first.

Michael and Cilla chose to be in the photo. Famous photographers in Italy ready to take positions.

"1, 2, 3,"

"Bastardo" cried Michael. Michael hugged his wife tightly. Cilla made reddening.

**

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"Miki.." - Cilla pamperedly embraces the neck of Michael who has now become her husband.

"Sshh.Let's have some fun" casually Michael whispered a little growling in his wife's ear while holding Cilla's tiny little body. It's natural that Cilla always eats, but Michael doesn't mind it. Instead, he likes Cilla to eat a lot and healthy.

The bridal room door opens automatically. The smell of an elegant perfume that managed to hypnotize the noses of Cilla and Michael.

Michael deliberately decorated this room to be comfortable and very suitable for the first night. But the first night was already done by Michael and Cilla, when they were not married. And it's time to do it lovingly and tenderly without any coercion. They both entered and the door closed automatically. Only Michael and Cilla can enter this room. Besides they can't.

"Baby girl..why? Hmmm.." asked Michael softly. His finger held Cilla's chin up. Their views now clash with each other. Cilla blushed at her husband like that.

"Why? Do you want to soak, my love?" ask Michael again. But Michael desperately expects Cilla's body to dance erotically with him.

Shamefully Cilla nodded willingly. Michael took Cilla's body back to the bathroom.

**

At this time a warm shower was washing both of their bodies. Michael cleaned the makeup polish that was imprinted on his wife's face. Once clean. Michael cupped both of Cilla's cheeks. He put his forehead on Cilla's forehead.

"I miss you, baby. I'm going to score and shoot him on target" Michael said. Their bodies are naked.

Slowly Michael drew his lips closer to his wife. Cilla closed her eyes. Michael also closed his eyes. And their lips are perfectly fixed. Slowly Michael moved his lips slowly full of tenderness. Just as the game begins, Cilla's two mischievous hands clutch Michael's big guns. Michael snarled between kisses. Michael bit Cilla's lower lip.

"Uh.uh...Miki.." sighed the melodious Cilla. Michael missed that voice. Even though they did it a few weeks ago.

Michael pushed Cilla's body into the bathroom wall. The atmosphere of the bathroom is so hot and passionate. Moreover, Michael's weapon has stood stocky and veined due to Cilla's tiny white hand to grab it to grow like this.

Michael gripped Cilla's chin. The kiss turned demanding. Michael kept biting Cilla's tongue and dancing to each other. Cilla scrambled Michael's hair, his body already burned by the peaking passion. Moreover, warm water that can increase Michael's passion. His possessions continued to grow long and large. The veins are increasingly prominent in the surrounding area. Not yet Michael's hairy body, when likened to Michael is a passionate man thirsty will se*s.

Although Cilla. P*yudar*nya growing and contains. A pure white color dominates the two spheres, let alone both put*g in natural pink.

Michael paused for a moment. His eyes stared wildly at Cilla's entire body. Much of the development of the body was turned into a solid and filled. But Cilla didn't get any taller even though the sensitive area was growing perfectly. Michael is like a pedophile, Cilla is still a dozen years old almost close to the age of two heads. While he was mature age had aged three heads. But it will be challenging if you fight on the bed. Michael couldn't stand to finish him off. Male lion back roaring, time forepla*.

"Cilla.aku.shh...already...can't stand it..fuh" Michael blew Cilla's ear softly. Cilla was made to creep, his hands still felt at home to Michael's big hardened weapon.

Michael was still enjoying Cilla's touch. He grabbed Cilla's body, lifting both of Cilla's thighs from below.

They both went into the bath up. Warm water mixed with fragrances welcomed them. Cilla sat down to Michael. His hand was still reluctant to let go of Michael's trunk.

Michael took baby soap. His mind is crazy. He grabbed both palms and poured a lot of soap. Cilla was confused.

"What's Miki for?" cilla asked plainly and confusedly.

Michael smile. "Just as a slipper, wipe it to mine" Michael said softly. Cilla nodded. But his hands shook violently. Cilla was frightened to see her husband's weapons grow bigger and more muscular. Michael seemed to realize Cilla's fear. The expression was so frightened, it made Cilla slowly hold onto it with both eyes closed. Michael enjoyed the expression intently, it was so tempting.

Cilla's hand managed to hold the trunk. Slowly, his hands gently rubbed. Michael snarled at that terrible touch.

"Argh..." Michael leaned his body on the rock up. His hands he left stretched at the boundary of the bath up line.

Cilla continued to massage him, shortly afterwards when she felt Michael's property about to go outside.

"Argh.argh...argh.." the white liquid managed to come out quite profusely. Michael growls favourably. Time to play to the core.

Michael took out a glass of herbal water. Which he said is perfect for his wife to be strong in bed. This herbal potion, he bought was very expensive. It can even last for a whole day. Michael suggested that his wife drink it.

"Drink!" edict Michael. Cilla was silent just watching the glass.

"What are you waiting for, baby, drink up" said Michael.

Finally Cilla took it and gulped it down the toilet. He just swallowed it. Cilla felt her body hot and wanted something challenging. The old glass was drinking, Cilla put it at the end of the bath up.

Michael could see the potion's reaction. Eyes burning. His wife's face and body flushed flirting. Michael immediately ambushed Cilla's body. It will be very challenging later.

Cilla. She let her husband take action. Slowly he felt a burly rod enter his burrow. His lips were gagged by Michael's lips. The demanding kiss made Michael move his hips.

"Ahh..ahh...ahh.." their lips were loose. Michael let the sweet voice out.

"Keep through.ahh..." Michael kept speeding up until he touched his wife's. Both hands are also actively holding payu**a Cilla. Michael continued to accelerate his wobble accompanied by a powerful enough jolt.

"Aaaaa.uh..." Cilla made a scream. That powerful stab frustrated him. But because of the potion's effect it made him want more.

Michael changed his position. He walked outside the bathroom. His hand turned to hold Cilla's hip. Until they got to bed without stopping moving.

Michael looked down, he kissed Cilla on the nape as he moved. Cilla hugged Michael's neck. The sound of unification was clearly heard by the two of them. Michael gave all the marks on that smooth neck. Cilla's body was almost filled with Kissmark Michael.

5 Hours later

"Ahh..argh...keep going..argh..." Michael growled in frustration. For whatever it is, it is very delicious.

Cilla kept moving over Michael's body. Suddenly Michael flips over Cilla's body. Michael put Cilla's head right over his arm.

"Argh.argh.argh..." Michael's jerking his hip. The sound of unification was becoming more and more clear.

"Miki...Cilla's..." Cilla's breath was increasingly hunting when she felt her liquid come out profusely. It seemed like the medicinal herbs were starting to disappear, Michael could see the pale face of his wife.

"I'll finish it" His continued to charge into the core. Cilla shouted loudly. Shortly after, Michael pulled out all the liquid in there.

"I love you my wife" Michael kissed his wife's lips.

"I love you too my husband, warm." said Cilla felt the warm liquid Michael who continued to spray.

"You like it?" michael asked, sweat droplets falling right on Cilla's face. Michael's face is so sexy when he's sweating.

"Like" replied Cilla limp. His sweat and Michael's sweat drenched his entire body. This-this is really crazy. Cilla was amazed by Michael's powerful strength.

"Sleep, tomorrow morning we do" Michael pulled out his still upright and stocky possession. Michael's fluid is coming out of there.

"Yes Miki" said Cilla. His eyes were pinched feeling Michael's liquid being so warm.

And they finally fell asleep.

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