FORCED TO MARRY PARIBAN

Banana

Tara who was still sitting on the bed, finally ventured to launch the action to touch his wife. He who felt groggy, began to pray in his heart. In order for the Dew that has fallen asleep soundly, do not get angry if the action will wake the Dew. Plus this was a new thing for him, of course he felt a dag dig dug.

Tara started her first stunt by landing a kiss on her forehead Dew, she smiled. Holding his rumbling chest. Why does he feel so unsettled. It feels so thrilling. Is everyone going to do the first night, so groggy as he is currently? it seems like yes, for people who rarely make physical contact with women.

Tara is the type of man who really keeps himself from promiscuity. Perhaps people will not believe, that Tara never kissed before marriage to Dewun.

After escaping landed a kiss on the forehead Dewun. Shaking, Tara's left hand began to move, to reach for the mound behind the dress that his wife was wearing.

Pukkp....

Tara touched it too hard. Understand he's groggy. Because, that behavior. Dew wriggling. It seems his wife will wake up.

Tara's nervous, so confused what to do. He quickly laid his body. He was afraid of the angry Dew, for holding his wife's breasts firmly.

Sure enough, his wife woke up. Tara glanced at the Dew with one eye. He saw Dew rubbing his eyes. Then I want to look towards him. But, before the Dew turned. Tara pretended to close her eyes.

The dew tilted his body towards Tara. The woman's lips, perfectly curved. He was so happy that the smile on his lips continued to crack.

Dew noticed the clingy face of Tara who was so handsome like a god. Why is he late to realize this charm of his paris. Slowly the fingers of the dews moved, down the handsome face.

"Thick eyebrows, a pointed nose, a firm jaw, and these lips. These lips that used to always steal the opportunity." Dew chuckles, sticks his index finger over that lip and moves it. Dew is unconscious, that Tara pretended to be asleep.

Dew is still down that flawless handsome face. While remembering all the annoying events they had experienced.

The incident in the bathroom before they got married. Tara who changed her clothes when her hobby relapsed. If you remember, it was very funny, romantic.

Tara, who pretended to sleep, could no longer bear the behavior of his wife. He wanted to bite the index finger of the Dew that rubbed his lips. When Tara opened the round. Eehh. his wife's finger was pulled Dew. Even the dews get out of bed. Dewun wants to take a picture with Tara.

With his hermitage, the woman grabbed her phone lying on the dresser. His phone was kept in a bag.

Dew does not want to think, why his phone is already on the dresser. All she wants to do now is take a photo of herself with Tara while her husband is asleep.

Czechoslovak...

Czechoslovak..

Two poses were successfully taken.

"Have you satisfied with his selfies?" Dew jumped in shock, while hearing Tara's voice. The woman was still busy looking at the results of her shots.

Dew turned to look at Tara with a faint smile. The woman immediately made Tara's left arm her pillow. Of course Tara was very happy, Dew spoiled to him.

"Look, you're so funny in your sleep. Very jolly." Dew shows photos of his shots. Maybe because the camera is a good Dew, so Tara looks very handsome and young.

"The evil camera victim's called the deck." The left hand that Dew used as his pillow. Now the hand has begun to move towards the twin mountain of Dewun.

"Don't want you baby, my wife!" said Tara gently full of emphasis. The dew was embarrassed by her husband's request. Currently, Tara's left hand is still me*remas-re"mas the chewy object.

"Bab Brother's hand is still sick." Ask Dew shyly. He intentionally said that. She wanted to know her husband's readiness.

"Yes, that hurts my dear hands. Not that one." Both of Tara's eyes moved to the bottom. The dew followed her husband's eye movements.

Sure enough, the boneless organ behind her husband's pants was already prominent. Dew becomes a difficulty swallowing his saliva.

Tara did not dare to force the Dew, she wanted the Dew to be completely ready. His wife was still afraid and ashamed.

"Ooh yes Bang. Where'd you start?" plain Dew said. Started to attach her body tightly to Tara's burly body. His wife wanted him too. But, his wife's innocent speech even made Tara laugh a little.

"Where do we start? all right, starting with recognizing the organs, baby? which organ is sensitive to stimuli." Tara began to kiss the top of the head of the Dew, while her left hand, starting from************ his wife's breast.

"Cold pee, keep eating. hungry Adek." Dew looked up, made clear to Tara, so that the action was stopped. I don't know why the Dew is so embarrassed.

Tara's face shriveled, her voice was already ignited. Where his wife asked for another meal. What time will they unbox. It's three in the morning. Hunting for shubuh time. Mana Tara hasn't slept in all night.

"Yes, baby, Adek is hungry." Dew nodded, answering her husband's question.

"If the stomach is empty, it is good to eat fruit first. Eating bananas means brother." Tara said. The Dew's forehead shriveled. She knew what her husband meant.

"What the hell?" Dew wants to get out of her husband's arms. But, Tara held him back.

"Looking up" protest Dewun. Tara also took her hand off from the body of the Dew.

Now they both sit on the bed.

"Dec, take a look at it for a second." Tara had already removed her relics from her nest. Dew was surprised, even though she had seen her husband before.

Because of his surprise, Dew instead throw a pillow to the relic Tara that has been perpendicular. Dew is completely wrong. She did not expect that her husband would act silly.

The groggy Tara was also unaware of her crazy behavior. What's in his brain right now is. Show off that big, long shot. Convincing Dewun, that he could satisfy his wife.

"Ouchhh.... koq thrown the deck anyway? thank goodness it's not broken." Tara said unconsciously. Where it might break, the bones alone did not exist.

"Close ihhh.." Dew stomped his feet. She was upset and angry at her husband's behavior.

"Oohh yes, closed yes dear "Tara Directly closed hers. He's a horse-grin. Feeling ashamed of the Dew. Koq he's a bloon? is it because of the nervouse?

TBc