Forced to marry Young Miss Arogan

Your sighs are noisier

Aditya has launched his action by controlling the lips of the wife who seems to have become his candlestick. You can see, the woman has greatly enjoyed her actions that explore the thin pink lips in front of her. Do not forget to also give a trace of ownership in the upper area of the wife.

Meanwhile, Queen who initially tried to resist the actions of the man who was already on top of his body was busy giving his work in every inch of his skin, he said, no longer able to wiggle when the husband is already fondling his body and touch the sensitive points of his.

Until he only realized when the man who was seen was holding his body weight by holding both knees between the two sides of his body to release one by one button shirt. The response of her brain and body that seemed to not synergize, made Queen directly direct her hands forward to stop her husband's action.

"My hubbiy, stop!"

Aditya who had managed to unbutton his last shirt frowned as the beautiful woman who looked flushed her face tried to stop him. "What's the matter, honey?"

"I don't want to make love in this dying bed. I'm afraid it will suddenly collapse when you sway," said Queen with her face that had begun to blush with embarrassment. "After all, I can hear it. I'm embarrassed, so we'll just postpone our show."

Aditya reflex immediately laughed out loud as he heard the words of his wife who looked so innocent. "Darling ... Honey, even if I prance on this bed, it won't collapse. Although this bed is sound, but it's not as bad as you think. When it comes to sound, you take it easy."

Aditya grabbed his phone in his pants pocket and started playing his favorite music which is a song from Purple and Lesti entitled Bismillah love that he always mingled. Because he is very memorizing and likes the lyrics in the ref section. And once the music is beautiful and shahdu, Aditya has issued a melodious voice to sing the song.

"Bismill love."

"Believe me believe in love."

"We're sure we can get through this."

All the trials that come whack."

"Bismill love."

"Please pray to the powerful."

"Create on her with tears."

"God willing Ramadan brings wisdom."

"Bismill love."

"Believe us."

Queen really felt very fascinated when she saw the man she loved so much singing with her melodious voice. "My hubbiy, your voice is very melodious and beautiful to hear. Why have I never heard you sing? Looks like my husband has some hidden talent to take advantage of. I want you to sing that song every day for me. I really like you when I sing that song."

"Don't you prefer listening to western songs, honey? Aditya had already managed to take off his shirt and throw it in any direction.

Queen momentarily swallowed her saliva when she saw her husband's sixpack body was clearly plastered in front of her face. Feeling extremely anxious, he directed his hand to feel the checkered abdominal muscles of the smiling man smirk towards him.

"I really prefer western songs first because I often listen to it in New York while studying there. Especially the mellow songs that make me feel trepid over the unrequited love story first."

"But, when I heard My Hubbiy singing earlier, I really liked it. So, every day sing to me that song huh?" the increasingly mischievous Pinta Queen groped the naked belly of her husband.

And of course the most beautiful scenery was already plastered in front of him. Without wasting any more time, he returned to action on his favorite chewy object and toyed around there. His hand added to the volume of the song he played because he heard the voice of the woman below him already moaning and sighing for his actions.

Without wasting time, he began to climax from the warm-up by doing a moment of self-unification and cradling the wife to go to heaven world that is always coveted by all married couples. And the room measuring 3 meters was already decorated with the sound of the sighs of the two and did not forget the bed that repeatedly squeaked because of the effect of his movements that had begun to sweat on the plain body of the woman who is very loved.

Queen seemed to no longer bother about the things she had complained about. It was as if she had forgotten after the husband made her many times reach her release. Only a groan came out from his thin lips as the man who was on top of his body increasingly accelerated the rhythm of his movements.

Even his sense of hearing can catch the squeaking sound from the bed that he thinks is not worth using.

"My hubbiy, you're really crazy," Queen sighed in a hoarse voice from burning desire. "I'm going crazy because of you." Queen hugged tightly the burly body of the man who looked exhausted after falling limp when he reached his release.

The hunting roar of breath was clearly heard from the two after successfully reaching the peak of ultimate heavenly pleasure. Aditya kissed gently the forehead of the woman who still looks closed both eyes.

"Thank you, dear."

"Together," replied the Queen timidly. "My hubbiy."

"Hem ...."

"Are all husbands like you?"

Aditya, who had dropped himself to the right of his wife, frowned while looking at the woman who had just asked an ambiguous question. "What about me, honey?"

"You're always grateful after you've finished making love. I feel like a woman who has given you something big. Though I also feel a happiness and also satisfaction when you ...." Queen did not continue her words because she felt very embarrassed to mention vulgar sentences.

"Oh .. That, if that's what I don't know, honey. All I think about is that I feel fulfilled my inner needs when you are willing to give me gauli. That's why I feel satisfied and happy. So, shouldn't I thank my wife? When we are loved by someone, we are always grateful, right? Then, if the wife gives a great thing by sincerely serving the husband, should not all husbands be grateful?"

"If not, then they are all husband does not know themselves. The thing that a husband should take first is his wife and children, not anyone else. Because actually that is the milestone in the household heresy," said Aditya who has hugged the body of the wife tightly into his arms.

"My hubbiy, you're so romantic. I never thought that a Sholeh man like you could say a honey-sweetened watermelon made me love you more. Thanks to you, my husband. Shouldn't I thank you for satisfying me?" The Queen turned her lips to the white cheeks of the man who had already smiled at her.

"Sama-sama Darling. Oh yeah, how does it feel to fuck on my squeaking bed? Isn't it so much fun? This can be an unforgettable memory for you, because you get a new experience. Even you have forgotten your words earlier saying that this bed will collapse," Aditya sneered with a chuckle.

"I don't remember it anymore" Queen replied with her blushing face.

"Of course you don't remember it, because you've been busy yourself letting out a noisier sigh from the sound of this squeaking bed."

"Issh ... what the hell is My hubbiy, sucks." Queen pinched the sixpack belly in front of her while grumbling.

"This is a very stressful and thrilling first experience when making love on a squeaky bed" Queen muttered.

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