Girl Without Nasab & Ningrat Son

Ambangun Tresna

The morning rain seemed to create its own atmosphere for Satria. With Indi sitting in front of him, in his arms. There was a blanket that they both purposely wore to provide warmth. Also the rain that adds to the atmosphere of the shahdu.

As a man and especially with the trauma condition Satria who can recover thanks to the touch and patience of his wife, just kissing the cheek or crouching the body of Indi it seems there is less. Indi did not refuse at all. Talking about patience, Indi has been patient for a long time. Almost four months running, in the past month Indi more focus to help Satria fight the trauma. So now, Indi also felt a rush in her body where when Satria kissed her cheek several times with her husband's warm embrace.

"Mas Satria ...."

Still trying to smile and sigh Indi looked back. She looked at the handsome face of her husband. What Satria really wants now.

"Yes, Roro Ayu ...."

"Geli loh, Mas," Indi replied slowly.

Satria smiled. Now, without much talking, Satria carried the entire strand of Indian hair to one shoulder only. So there is one other shoulder that Satria can explore. Start Satria's lips landed kiss after kiss on Indi's neckline. The smell of perfume that smells like making Satria not enough if only dropped a kiss. He slowly pulled the t-shirt his wife was wearing, and combed his wife's shoulder blades with wet traces. Indi tried to hold back. It had been so long without feeling anything like this, and now the kisses and wet traces of her husband alone had left her dazed.

"For a long time did not build love, ambangun katresanan. Not just understanding and working together, but we have not been together for a long time" said Satria on the side of his wife's ear.

Indi did not react. Only a few times did he close his eyes. This taste is very tickling, but makes Indi like it.

Slowly, Satria brought Indi's face to slightly look back. Then he greeted the lips of his wife who was as sweet as cherries with a kiss, continued suction, and pagutan. Satria was very much missed. Sweet taste blends warm, sweet like flower nectar long enough he did not feel. Now is the time, feel it back. Satria did not hesitate to give a swab with her tongue, and suck two pieces of the sweet lip fold.

Not getting there Satria's hand slowly gave a swipe up and down his wife's arm. The Indi who had originally held back, now had no power to squeal because of it. He was sucked into an ocean trough. It gives a beautiful sensation.

"Mas Satria" replied Indi.

"Yes, Honey ...."

When Indi was unable to hold back, Satria changed Indi's position. Now his wife had faced him, on his lap. It's an intimate position. The blanket they had originally worn together was now released. There is Satria's hand that guides the side of his wife's face, as well as Indi's hand that squeezes strands of her husband's hair.

The Korean drama scene they originally watched was no longer interesting. Because, a million flavors in front of them are more delicious for them to taste together. Satria's kiss is getting deeper, increasingly dusty, his tongue stuffing is getting worse. The indi is completely dragging in the current now. Refusing can not, but it is getting longer.

Especially with her husband's hand that snuck into the t-shirt that Indi was wearing. The palm of the hand was giving a swab along his back. Oh, that gelenyar is getting ignited. Can not resist, Indi who pulled up first the t-shirt worn by her husband. Make Satria shirtless in front of her. Indi's delicate hand began to rub, giving a caress on her husband's chest. Especially in the brown part of her husband's chest, stroked slowly. Satria until hissing for a moment because of it.

Not wanting to lose, Satria also pulled on the shirt worn by his wife. Barking the clothes on the carpet just like that. In addition, Satria's hands slowly squeezed the beautiful circle that increasingly contained it. Bak impatiently, Satria began to give kisses in the beautiful circle. However, there are parts that Satria deliberately avoid. The tanned peak area Satria deliberately avoided.

Even so, there is less. Because usually the peak area with sensitivity points that seem centered is not touched at all. However, Indi refused to protest. Indi considers it because now Indi is in the phase of giving ASI exclusive to his two sons.

Satria was playing there for a long time. Finally, Indi took the initiative first. She gave her best to her husband. Drown her husband's already standing heirloom into the warm cavity of her mouth. Baluran in a warm impression enveloped Satria. The man gasped for pleasure. His blood rippled from the tip of his head to the tip of his feet.

"You're too cool, honey ...."

The words of praise came back from Satria's lips. For Satria, his wife was amazing. Even when the wife took the initiative first it encouraged Satria, adding a level of love in her heart. However, however, Satria was a real man. He doesn't want to just accept. It's time for Satria to take control.

Satria really makes the wife appear innocent in front of him. Inch by inch his wife's epidermal layer he kissed slowly. It looks like Indi who has not been able to relax all that as well because Indi's weight has not completely dropped.

"Just relax, honey," said Satria.

"I'm not PD, Mom. I'm still ndut" Indi said, staring at her husband's face slowly.

"No, I've always been beautiful, my dear."

Satria speech like magic that increases the confidence of Indi. Finally, Indi gave everything to her husband. Relaxes himself. Until Indi screeched when her husband gave a greeting in the valley that was inside. The swipe with a tongue that did not wait for a long time made Indi rumble, losing herself.

"Mas ... Edith ..., oh!"

So long Indi did not enjoy this taste. It didn't take long either, Indi felt the pleasure with the body shaking violently when the release occurred. Satria smiled, as a man, he was proud to be able to make his wife react like this.

Switching positions, Satria again brought Indi sitting on his lap. With the heirloom that filled the heavenly cup. A warm greeting in a close impression that seemed to imprison the soul. Deliver a sense full of all its charm.

"You're a pleasure, honey."

Indi was unable to speak. Movement after movement just happens. Forward and backward, created clasps and collisions. It feels like the two are now really crazy together.

Satria also exploded. Warm, tight, wet. There were three sensations that made her helpless. The rain outside grew heavier, while the two who were inside really spurred in creating warmth in an impression of boundless intimacy.

The hands of Satria who gave a caress on the shoulder, along the back, or a kiss that he landed on the lips, neck, or chest area as if spurring both to increasingly explode and dart. While the immersed heirlooms darted in, sliding indefinitely.

"Gosh, it's so good."

Satria growled now. In the remnants of his consciousness, Satria could no longer survive. The volcanos eruption occurred. Each piece of Satria in liquid form burst out creating a warm feeling that filled that heavenly cup. With tight hugs, chime sweat, and tightly closed eyes.

So beautiful. Four months in fasting condition. Now there is a terrible explosion that makes the two to pieces and melted in the beauty of building love. Fulfill the vessel with a real feeling of love.