FORCED TO MARRY PARIBAN

Grimacing in pain

Tara waited for the Dew by sitting unsettled on the sofa. His wife was again in the bathroom. Kebelet peed he said. But ten minutes have passed. His wife did not come out. Tara was worried.

"Daddy, why so long?" Tara knocked on their bathroom door. Tara didn't want to come in. He didn't want to be upset by his wife.

"But Bang." Dew said with an uneasy feeling. She was ashamed of her husband. Moreover, Tara's silly behavior earlier made her heart almost dislodged.

"Why be so tense. Koq I'm so scared." Said the Dew while holding his rumbling chest. Imagine they would do that. Making Dew shudder ticklish.

She was ready to be Tara's wife. If Tara wants her rights tonight. He will not refuse. Because, honestly, he wants it too. But, he got scared. Dew is often heard, doing the first night is very painful. Especially for the couple who are married.

Dew takes a deep breath and exhales slowly. Rubbing his chest that still continues to pound it.

He looked back at his reflection in the mirror. Dew so feel insecure. Very scared, her body shape is not attractive to Tara.

Huuftt. He again sniffed his armpits as well as his neck. She must be fragrant, so Tara can be comfortable in her arms.

"Ohhhh koq I'm not so confident." Dew back cleaning are*a kewa#nitaannya. He doesn't want to disappoint Tara. Because of what he heard, men really like to linger in that core.

The dew goes back to goosebumps, imagining Tara smashing it.

"Geez, you perverted brain!" The dew sticks its own head. He started to open the door by sneaking out of the bathroom. She was so ashamed of Tara.

The dew wearing only a kimono, saw the room was empty. Dew quickly entered the dressing room. Wearing polite pajamas cotton material. Pajamas are long sleeves, long pants. Wanted to, he was wearing the bastard clothes that were in the closet. But he's not confident yet. She's afraid Tara's teasing her.

While buttoning her pajamas, Tara's voice called out to her. Tara thinks his wife is still in the bathroom.

"I'm here Bang." He said softly, he came out of the dressing room.

Tara smiled looking at his wife who had changed. "Abang has brought food. We eat in the room. Adek's hungry, right?"

"Yes." Yeah." Answer the Dew timidly. Tara grabbed his wife's right hand, leading her to a chair.

"Such a fragrance, you're so impatient!" goda Tara blinked his left eye, after his wife fed him food. Dew coughed, almost choking. Because her husband keeps teasing her.

As Dew fed Tara, her husband continued to stare at Dew in amazement. Tara's attitude, made Dew blush in shame. Ahhh,, Dew feels groggy. Her husband's gaze was deadly. Sayu, deep and intoxicating.

The bribe eating event is over. Dew stands, set aside and clean the dining table. Tara looked back at the Dew. Which made his wife again embarrassed.

Grapp's...

Tara's left hand immediately grabbed onto Dew's waist. So the woman sat in shock on Tara's lap.

"Not good so bang. After eating the plate should be wiped." Dew answered gently, starting to hold Tara's left hand which rubbed her stomach. The dew has started to sting.

She was trying to get up from her husband's lap. Tara let go, watching Dew scratch the table. After finishing, Dew immediately ran to the bathroom.

Tara who was astonished, immediately followed her.

"Why are you?" tara asked puzzledly, looking at the strange dew behavior.

Now the Dew is brushing his teeth. "It's okay bang. Let her mouth not smell of fish. Yes, brush your teeth first." Dew said with a faint smile. The dew is completely insecure. She was afraid that Tara was less happy with the scent of her mouth. The woman's mouth did not smell. When I wake up, my mouth does not smell at all.

"Mouth Adek fragrant koq." Tara grabbed Dew's chin, then kissed his wife's lips gently. The dew that was able to strike suddenly fell silent. Not replying or rejecting the kiss.

"Abang wants us to do it. Adek would, right?" tara whispered softly in his wife's earlobe. Tara hugged her wife. The dew is weak.

The two loosened their arms, looking at each other with loving and longing gazes.

"But, Brother's hand still hurts." Dew did not want their activities later, hampering the healing process of her husband's hand.

"Yes the Dek. But, it doesn't hurt anymore. It's dry. As long as you don't touch it." Tara answered with great emphasis. He doesn't want to because of his hand. Their union did not. He wanted it so much. He wants to make the Dew his. He was afraid that Ardhi would come to disturb him.

"Yes bang "answered a short Dew and blushed in embarrassment.

Now the two were sitting facing each other on the bed, with mixed feelings. Fear, worry and worry. But, the most groggy right now is Dew. He could only lower his face timidly.

Tara began to draw her face closer to Dewun. Wrestled his wife's bowed chin. Now the two look at each other.

"Abang is very happy tonight. Let alone finding Adek, not refusing for us to do it." Tara said gently filled with a burning gaze of love. Dew just fell silent, confused as to what to answer.

The man began to taste every inch of his wife's beautiful face. Of course her husband's treatment made the Dew hot cold.

The new dew knows, this is how it feels to kiss. Makes his body feel good. Especially when the two chewy lips devour each other, creating erotic decapitations.

Tara knew exactly what her wife wanted. Dew really likes Tara who holds her face as they kiss. As her husband's tongue began to slip into her mouth. Even though her husband was holding her face with one hand.

It's Tara's treatment when the kiss starts to heat up, making Dew even more drunk. The man pulled a pinch of Dew hair. Squeeze the woman's body gently, and the more tickling the Dew is. The sensation of a squeeze at the bottom of his twin mountain.

Dew was really unexpected, her husband's gentle treatment while fondling her, really ignited her bravery. So that he can't bear to not express. So unknowingly, the Dew clutches Tara's injured hand.

Tara was shocked, in pain. Dew is no less surprised. Tara grimaced in pain. And the Dew screamed, feeling guilty about his behavior. He who does not know anymore to vent his courage, even wrong target.