Gala Asmara [Mature From Small ]

Papayas

"The season is the same, but the content is different. The peck was the pickle on the plug while the batagor was baso fried tofu" explained Ara with an annoyed tone. There was no intention for him to eat what Gala had bought.

"The material is from wheat, right?"

"But... "

Gala who knew his wife would nag directly at the fleeting kiss but the taste was so soft and sweet made Ara gasp and enjoy.

"Slightly, continue at home again yes dear" seduced Gala while rubbing Ara's lips a little wet due to her actions just now.

The car drove at medium speed towards the Apartment because Gala still wanted to spend time together even though Ara had whined to go home.

Arriving inside the skyscraper, Ara went straight into the kitchen while carrying the papaya that he bought in the modern market after the hospital, while Gala sat on the sofa in front of the TV intending to contact Uminya to provide a report on the results of the examination of Ara and the baby candidate.

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"Well, is that sweet?" gala asked as Ara walked over and sat by her side.

"No, new Ara wash the same pieces, keep Ara rendem the same lime water betel let meles" he said then took the TV remote.

"That's what made him, I just found out. Kirain can be eaten immediately." seduced Gala, his ignorant hand directly stuck to one of the Mohmoy while slightly on the As brake.

"Get started, sick tau"

"Enak, tau. Aye right?" gala replied while whispering in his wife's ear. Ara's fine feathers began to bristle the sign he had felt the rang SanGaN given Gala.

The big TV that was on broadcast the news was no longer ignored. Ara that has been laid directly does not dwell under the Gala cage. Starting from the forehead, neck to shoulders can not be separated from touch. Until Gala has to help the owner of the heart make his clothes.

The chest that now looks much bigger and challenging at one by one until Ara finally passes de sahan favors. The quiet sound that makes Gala's maleness soul peaked.

Plain without anything. That is what Gala and Ara are doing. The unification of the body that always favors to be felt with matchless satisfaction when at the top of the world's heaven.

"Akupun" said Ara with her eyes closed, her hands clutching the monkey shoulder of the husband. Ara actually felt crowded at the core of her body which was being hit by Gala's property.

"It hurts, doesn't it?"

"Enak"

Gala laughed a little, the thing that she liked the most when making love was the innocence and honesty of Ara which made her more excited to explore pleasure. I was never ashamed to admit what I felt.

"You want to taste better?" tawar Gala, with both hands mere mas si Mohmoy.

"Now"

With a grin on the tip of her lips, Gala pulled Ara's hand. Change position with the Bumil who is now leading the game.

Until almost an hour passed, the melasma was successfully both felt simultaneously.

"Ara is tired" she said slowly still on her husband's body while enjoying Gala's heartbeat beating so fast.

"Hem, same. Darling" Gala replied as she rubbed Ara's sweaty back.

Three minutes in that position, Ara finally woke up because her energy was back.

Gala who turned out to be asleep made Ara only able to throw a rough breath.

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Hanging papaya is just as rich as the original papaya yes, later in the rendem so lemes.