FIRST WIFE REVENGE (I Don'T Love You Anymore)

SESSION 2 SUCCESSFUL BATTLE

Kartika was embarrassed as well, realizing that her temperament was a bit annoying in front of Herdilan.

When not married, he used to criticize his mother. Often angry, also sometimes arguing to cry bombay both.

It was a bad habit for her, too, Mama. His father knew the character of his wife and daughter.

But in front of Herdilan, this was the first time. So that made her husband was a bit shocked by the commotion between them.

Stirring directly on the bed in a room measuring 4x4 meters feels like meditating in the oven.

Sweat on both partners' foreheads. Even though the big fan continues to spin ceaselessly, it actually makes the bloated stomach of Herdilan and Kartika.

Herdilan wanted to take Kartika on his honeymoon. Especially after Viona and Roger gave him advice to go to Seminyak. The villa owned by Dzakki from the late Omnya hibahan has been completed in renovation and the place is now very cozy.

But, Herdilan urung do remember the time off is only five days away.

Next week he will return to Singapore. The schedule of the murals is very tight. And the job waiting for the touch of his hand anyway.

There are some clients who refuse Herdilan assistants who work because the feel and feel will be different. They wanted Herdilan to step in, making the newlyweds a bit difficult too.

As for bringing Kartika to Singapore, he had no more power to oppose and make his wife a child of disobedience.

Herdilan just wait for time, so that he can mwmboyong his wife also with him to the Lion country.

...........

The kreeek...

Herdilan held his breath. The weight of his body and the sleeping Kartika also made his wooden bed screech hard.

He was worried that Mama and Papa Kartika heard ambiguous voices that misled the ears.

But what power, a minimalist small house Kartika family is a palace for its guests.

Like Kartika, who used to live in a room that fit size. And it looks comfortable, it's nice for Herdilan to see it.

"Yes! Soon Ashar, Yang!" says slowly.

Kartika. Turning her body towards Herdilan with the veil uncovered until her d*dn mound made Herdilan hold his breath.

Oh my God, this woman has become my wife. But.. I've never touched the sensitive part! Except kissing her cheeks and forehead. Even until this second, only his fingers were just grasped tightly. The others, not at all!

Glug.

Herdilan swallowed his saliva. Jakunnya down. His heart was pounding and sweat was pouring out of his body.

Honestly, he really wants to kiss Kartika's lips gently. Touch it slowly, then go down the bottom down the valleys.

Kartika looks very good. Maybe his body is still tired after yesterday they became king and queen.

Herdilan holds Kartika's hand.

Hap. I'll start trying it from here. But...., why is the effect like a thief? Who wants to shoplift secretly without the knowledge of the owner of this finger?

Ingested a long breath, to relieve the tracheal channel of air flow. It passes through the bronchi and alveoli into the lungs.

Hhh... It is also difficult to start bers*nta under these circumstances! He murmured in his heart.

Herdilan storm itself. Many words are only in his heart and mind.

Cup.

B*bir Kartika by exerting extraordinary strength.

And the owner, immediately woke up with a fully rounded net.

"Your lips tease me, baby!" whispered Herdilan in a soft voice.

"Darling!... How to start that?" ask Kartika, also in a very slow voice.

Sounds a little trembling because the woman who is now a wife looks nervous.

Herdilan could only smile. To be honest he did not dare to start, afraid Kartika was not ready and...

"Unbelow me, yuk?"

"Back-down?"

"Yes, Bang! If you're in bed afraid it sounds Papa Mama!" kartika whiskey.

Sontak Herdilan held back a laugh. He complied with his wife, who was busy rolling out her unfurled badcover blanket.

The two smiled, then sat down on the floor beside the bed.

"Keep..., what do we do?" tanya Herdilan teases Kartika.

"What do you want, brother? Masa' yes, we want to play not hide under the bed?"

"Hehehe..."

"Huss don't be noisy, Papa Mama will hear!"

"I guess it's not that extreme either, Miss!"

"Fear it, if you hear them, Bang!"

"Of course they've been doing that a lot to you, huh?"

"Ish, Brother! Masa' yes Tika nguping listen to Papa Mama soan? Ishi..."

"Oopss... Sorry!"

Kartika pinches base p*ha Herdilan.

"Ouch!"

"I, don't be fuckin', Abaaang! It'll sound out!"

Cup.

Kartika's face flushed.

Cup.

Growing more mature and teasing Herdilan.

Cup. Cup. Cup...

Now Herdilan lips are getting bolder****** Kartika lips.

Very soft and soft. Herdilan plays his tongue part. His papillary nerve points made his other nerve muscles stiffen.

He wants to play as smooth as possible to make Kartika comfortable.

Slowly, one by one button clothes part d*da Kartika opened and. his fingers down the skin of Kartika's body.

Kartika sometimes twitched.

He seemed to enjoy the sent*han and rangs*ngan the husband. So. they had intercourse for the first time in the afternoon, and finished right when Azan Ashar reverberated.

"Sorry, Yang! Sorry, yes... Khilaf brother! You forgot to ask your permission to knock on the door and ask to come in!"

Kartika pinched Herdilan's stomach which immediately grimaced happily.

"Remember..."

"Yes, Honey?"

"Abang...! Brother, don't leave Tika, Bang?"

Herdilan gently rubbed his wife's long unraveled hair. Black and beautiful wavy. It's really lucky that he can challenge this beautiful woman inside.

"Dear baby Miss Kartika. Love sister Miss Kartika. And you want to be with Miss Kartika forever!"

Herdilan again memag*t his wife's lips, after the azan is finished and now his hands more aggressively stroking inch by inch the wife's body.

Smooth and soft.

And the most grateful Herdilan is, the red spots listed above where they make love.

Kartika, has it peraw*ni and torn selap*t dar*nya.

"I love you, my beauty wife!" the whisper is soft and soft in Kartika's ear.

"I love you too, my handsome hubby!"

The two of them returned to trace the traces of love. Very slow, but so intimate. Give and receive each other.

With great care because Kartika several times seen grimacing slowly but changed back a few seconds later.

Twice the game, enough to make both flood of sweat and limp knees.

Herdilan also did not forget to leave his cup*ngan in some parts of his wife's body who now more dare to reveal the clothes he wore.

Payud*r* Kartika also did not escape the attack of Herdilan which is like breaking the fast after many years.

"Abang...! It's four o'clock past, lest we forget worship!" tukas Kartika makes Herdilan smile shy and stop the game.

He tidied up the wife's robe. Wearing a veil on Kartika, then kiss her lips affectionately.

"Miss shower first. Let Brother clean this up!" he said in a soft voice.

Kartika blushed shyly.

He grimaced with pain in his sensitive area.

"Silver!" kartika's murmur makes Herdilan help the wife stand up. His heart too.

It was very smooth, but it turned out... Kartika suffers too. What... because of the effect without long heating huh? Or... My hair may be a bit shabby? Ish... feel my cupu become!

Herdilan sighed. He whispered a sentence to Kartika to walk slowly.

And his eyes were again fixed on the bloodstained bit on the thick blanket they had used as a pedestal.

His first battle was quite successful as well, amidst the limitations of space and time.

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