Gala Asmara [Mature From Small ]

It Doesn't Feel Good

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"Don't!" prevent Ara when Gala wants to lower the leash of the MohMoy that Gala sees until not blinking.

"Why?"

"I change clothes, don't take a shower" said Ara who was so embarrassed.

"Let's bite a mosquito, Ra. Mending a bath yuk" invited Gala again who was still trying to seduce.

Ara still shook her head, her face blushed because the top of her body was only wrapped in black brA.

"He opened his dress first"

Although a little difficult, Gala was careful to take off the wedding dress which witnessed how beautiful the wife is today.

"When do I wear the pips? can't it be out, brother?" ask Ara who is actually uncomfortable.

"Wait up to twenty weeks yes, I do not want to take any risk if it is related to your health" said Gala.

Ara who saw the look on Gala's face turned cold would immediately close her mouth. It can be completely destroyed by Mother if now found often refute Gala.

The dress had already detached all from Ara's body. Now is the time for Gala to take her favorite girl to the bathroom by carrying Ala Bridal Style. Ara's heart was so pounding that she was often treated like this.

"Ara is ashamed, don't look at it" he said, crossing his arms around his chest.

"I usually just look, can you hold it up, hem?" goda Gala by raising her eyebrows.

"Geez! eliminate the clumsiness in Ara's husband's brain!" he added again while pressing Gala's forehead with his index finger.

Cie. husband, hahahaha...

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Satisfied with tempting Ara who just called her husband, Gala also helped the red-cheeked beauty to clean herself, as well as her. The first thing for them after halal.

"Don't wear it, put on Ara's frog pajamas" Ara protested when Gala brought her pink lingerie to wear.

"First night with the frog, Ra?"

Gala threw the thin-clothed shirt rough in any direction, with a cocky feeling he was looking for green pajamas with a picture of frogs, small animals that jump.

With a feeling of unwillingness, Gala still wears it on Ara's body, even though she had previously imagined how sexy the child slurped if wearing lingerie, even though she was, various colors and models are neatly lined up in the closet just waiting for the right moment when he can randomize the deepest valley of the wife.

Not only the case of clothes handled by Gala because the face was not spared from his business.

The man with the status of a husband was so deftly apply skincare and lipbalm on the tiny lips Ara until it looks more rancid and fragrant.

Gala smiled knot, the shadow used to often help Umi dress Ara as if it crossed again.

"Why?" ask Ara.

"Hem, it's okay, Ara is now hers brother so no one can touch Ara, Understand!"

"You're in the arms of a handsome brother, can you?" ask Ara a little teasingly.

"Don't macem-macem! I can't give you a good punishment yet!" cetus Gala whose horns began to come out of the head.

The night is getting late, Gala put a pillow under the feet of Ara attached Gypsies, the way it is done so that there is no swelling in the area of the broken leg.

Now, under the same blanket Ara was asleep in the arms of Gala without the beautiful girl knowing that her husband could not close his eyes at all until the morning sun greeted them.

"Aren't you awake?" ask Ara.

"Sleeping belly!" gala replied in a hoarse voice as she held something back.

"Why? Ara even belom satisfied his sleep"

"Why wake up? sleep here again" Gala asked her increasingly tightened her embrace.

"Sister why? his breath is so good"

"Hem, it's okay, just no longer feeling well" said Gala with closed eyes but while kissing the head of the wife.

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Oh. here Ara saburin MASAKO let it taste good.