
WARNING 21+
"Love, if asked, answer. Open your eyes, Brother is sure you are not yet fully sleepy." Said Rayhan who was anxious with his wife who was still pretending to close her eyes.
"A. What a darling, I'm really sleepy." The lie of Ashafa refrains from significantly pretending. But her husband is smarter than her.
Rayhan began stroking his wife's hair slowly, and opened the blanket that almost wrapped Ashafa's body completely. Rayhan began to tease and play his fingers on his wife's lips and kiss his wife's forehead gently and then moved to kiss both eyelids, nose, lips, left and right cheeks and chin slowly.
Unable to bear the sweet treatment of her husband, Ashafa finally opened her eyelids slowly. Rayhan's face was really intense just a few inches in front of him, when Ashafa's face was reddish like a tomato.
"Why love? Are you not ready, baby?" Rayhan asked while launching his prank action with a devil smile.
"E. engga, b. not that, baby! Asyafa nervously held back her increasingly pounding heart, which perhaps her husband could hear her pounding heart beat because of their intense heart.
"Love, look at Brother! Don't you want to put together the real bond of married love?" Rayhan asked softly and raucously who had been holding back the desire earlier.
"A.. I'm scared, baby." Asyafa said nervously as he closed his eyes again.
"Love.. Brother wants you, baby!" Rayhan whispered in his wife's ear while sniffing the fragrance of his wife's body that made him crumpled and opium.
As As soon as Ashafa shook his head, his lips became muffled, his body began to crumble and tremble violently, and his heart continued to pump faster than before.
Without hearing his wife's answer, Rayhan immediately launched his action by landing a warm kiss on his wife's lips slowly but surely. Asyafa did not refuse, instead opening the way for her husband to enter deeper. It gives a different sensation of kissing.
Rayhan further tightened his embrace as his wife's hands curled beautifully around his neck. Rayhan released his pagutan for a few seconds to take a short supply of oxygen, because the breath of his wife who had begun to be decapitated.
"S. honey." Asyafa's whispers were shrill and raucous in Rayhan's ears that sounded like a **si and teasing.
"Yes.my love... " Answer Rayhan answered, who devoured his wife's lips without hesitation. Putting their pagutan back together by doing softer and agile foreplay.
They changed positions with Asyafa who was already sitting on her husband's thigh, after being satisfied to play on his lips, Rayhan again released his pagutan. He switched to kissing his wife's white and smooth neckline.
The roaring voice of Ashafa came out just like that, when Rayhan's ignorant hands began to spread all over his wife's body. Rayhan smiled as his wife enjoyed every touch he gave her.
"Call my name love.. " Bisik Rayhan's.
Asyafa bristles even more, enjoying every touch of Rayhan.
"Don't hold it, my love." The whispers of raucous voices and Rayhan's already intoxicating weight. With passion in his eyes highlight the sharp bead of his wife's eyes are already foggy and resigned.
Asyafa alternately unbuttoned her husband's pajama shirt now, she threw it in any direction. Seen her husband's field chest and a belly that was like torn bread according to him. He began to feel Rayhan's chest slowly and touched her flat stomach with a quiver and a flushed face. Ashafa likes the shape of her husband's body.
"Why love? Do you like my body?" Rayhan asked whispered softly and raucously with a face that was hard to decipher.
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