Forbidden Desire My Brother
Chapter 126 HTA
After a long time Sharen and Al spent their honeymoon in Paris, now comes the time to return to their homeland, for two weeks they are in the fashion city, the fashion city, and today both Sharen and Al are on their way home. They were both picked up by Gerald's private driver from the airport.
Of course as a newlywed couple, both of them can not be separated from the affection, Sharen sat with his head resting on the chest of the husband's field, while Al smiled and occasionally kissed his wife's forehead with a friendly. Sharen looked up and looked at the face of Al who was wearing glasses with the brand Ray Ban, looks so stylish when Al use, further adding to the charm of a son Gerald and Nayla.
Sharen touched Al's chin with his fingertips, the thin feathers growing around Al's chin making Sharen even more anxious, the fingertips slowly descending to the neck and finally ending at the base of Al's neck. The man looked down and looked at the wife.
Sharen smiled, while Al opened the glasses he was wearing, the beautiful eyeball was looking at Sharen's face that looked timid, until finally a word was said from Al's lips which immediately made Sharen change expression.
"Bakpao." after saying that, Sharen spontaneously straightened his head and said to Al. "What did you say?"
Al smiled and said again to his wife, as if he loved teasing Sharen. "Bakpao .. bakpao .. bakpao .. bakpao!" hearing her husband continue to prank her, Sharen did not want to lose, She also sat back to Al while crossing her hands, as if she did not pay attention to Al who was beside her.
"Bakpao is angry!" Al tried to tease his wife by peeking at Sharen's face from behind. However, apparently Sharen bodo time with what is done by Al. He turned his face and remained indifferent to Al's attitude.
Al of course did not lose his mind to seduce his wife, He hugged the wife from behind, but again Sharen did not care and released Al's hand from his stomach.
"Please! Basic cungkring." replied Sharen while chuckling.
"Yeee bales nih, the cheek bakpao bales nih, don't accept this!" Al continued to tease his wife while tickling Sharen's waist, as a result Sharen felt amused and himself wriggling while asking for forgiveness to Al.
"Darling, let alone dong! Amen ...!"
Al did not pay attention to his wife's whining, no matter if they were not together, the couple kept joking and joking. Al continued to tickle until finally his hand moved up and squeezed both of his favorite papaya fruit.
"Darling to ah!" pinta Sharen felt that Al's hand was starting to get out of control.
"Start! Hold it too far, Mubadzir to be released." he replied while whispering to Sharen's ear.
"Iiihh later someone will see, was last night not satisfied? It's the chest is all red." Sharen replied while remembering that his chest area was full of love kisses from the husband.
Al smiled as his hand slipped into Sharen's shirt and played with his beloved ball.
"Never be satisfied, all this makes me so opium, everything in you makes me drunk, especially when I see the shape of love, very, very beautiful, eh by the way how can you form it with such love? Is there a special barber or are you doing it yourself?" al's question made Sharen smile.
"That means you two have different shapes?"
"Yes that!"
"Ohhhh so! Hmm unique and tickling twin brother, hmm I want to see how Kris reacts if he knows that his future wife has a unique shape. Because Kris himself also gokil his son." reply Al who remembers if the Sister is also a hobby of shaving the hair down on the grounds of not liking the hoard.
"Oh yeah! They must be very suitable." replied Sharen.
"Yes .. but that's it, he doesn't have a weird model at most just a diplontosin doang. Uh, by the way, if I have a diplontosin that you like, don't you?" al's question got Sharen thinking.
"Emm how! diplontosin or not the same in my opinion!" answer's relaxed.
"What does that mean?" Al grew curious about the words of his wife. Then Sharen approached her husband's ear and whispered the words that made Al laugh crisply.
"Even so, plontos or baseball, still big and it still feels good." whispered Sharen with his sighing voice.
When Al turned his head and laughed, after which he hugged his wife, the two seemed to throw each other a smile with a shy look.
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Othor brought a good read again, for those who like mafia themes, who docked to Hilmiath's masterpiece titled MAFIA'S WOMEN
"You are mine, as many as any woman around me. You're the only one I won't let go of anytime," the firmness in the speech seemed to be proof that the girl who was now in a golden cage owned by a man who was none other than the mafia was the girl he was so guarded. He is, Eric Roymond. The man who had a deadly gaze with the aura of a ruler. "You only made me your slave, then how can I endure all the pain I feel?" the woman stared hatefully at the man who had deliberately trapped her uncle. To get the girl, Eric accidentally entrapped the girl's uncle into selling her. She, Evelyne Gregory. A gentle girl filled with joy. The two men are trapped with a destiny that leads them to become one. But will they really become one? or does the universe have a way of being a catalyst?
