Girl Without Nasab & Ningrat Son

Likes Even If Failed

At night as usual less than 20:00, Nakula and Sadewa had fallen asleep. Of course this is what Satria wants, so that he has time with his wife. Satria rubbed her son's forehead slowly and kissed their cheeks one by one.

"Bobok a good sound well, Nang-Nang ... who is pinter well, Papa wants quality time first with Mama," said Satria.

"Ssshhhs, don't talk like that, Pa. Shamefaced. Cook spoke so well with Nakula and Sadewa," Indi replied by patting her husband on the back.

Satria then smiled, her one hand immediately coiling around his wife's waist. "Can be honest, dear .. how else try," Satria replied.

Indi battered his own head. Sometimes her husband wants it that way. After that, Satria took his wife to the bed. It was so longing, the head also felt so dizzy. However, Satria would not vent it. Satria knew very well that women also need time, gradually. Most women will not be able to achieve pleasure if all goes quickly.

"Mas Satria really wants to?" ask Indi.

Satria nodded her head. "Yes, I really want to."

This is what Satria and Indi have always done, for the husband and wife relationship both are always honest and open to each other. Not that taboo, but the marriage relationship is also expected to have a healthy and warm intimacy relationship. There is always a bond between husband and wife.

"Mas first well," said Indi.

There is always no compulsion from India. She didn't even hesitate to give the best to her husband first. Give it first. Satria smiled brightly. Rarely is there a wife figure like his wife who can always give her best and put her husband first.

"No need, no need to rush," Satria replied.

Satria said so. After that, he turned off the main light inside his room. Soon he took his wife. Closer and more intimate. Satria wants to enjoy tonight, besides Nakula and Sadewa are asleep.

"Tumben anyway, Mas ...."

"Once upon a time Mama and her Papa Nang-Nang dated first. They just collapsed," Satria replied.

Slowly Satria slashed the distance of his face that was not much, then Satria kissed his wife's lips carefully. It was a gentle kiss. As if present in a warm and wet impression that greeted Indi. Just a kiss made Indi smile small, until the woman began to close her eyes. She received a kiss after a kiss that her husband put on her lips.

If the kiss alone gives a sense of warmth, then Satria gives warmth in another impression. In a swipe that seems tempting and at the same time tickling. Wipe with tongue that moistens both sides of the folds of the lips Indi. Accompanied by pagutan and lu-matan that he did intensely. Satria then tilted her face, applying pressure in the pressure of her lips. Even Satria's tongue managed to infiltrate and feel the warmth of the Indi oral cavity.

There are times when for married couples, this kind of relationship is done instantly. Skip a few steps, all the way to the main menu. However, Satria did not want to, he wanted to invite Indi to climb stairs by stairs to Swargaloka. A place full of sparkling light, where the gods shoot arrows of romance drawn to the recesses of the soul.

When the lips meet the lips, it produces a whisper. It's getting warm and wet, so it's so melancholy. The phlegm that was originally felt was now slowly disappearing. Just a little kissing makes Indi's body bristling. Her eyes closed and lips moved in the rhythm originally created by her husband.

With a grip on each other, Satria's hand held the nape of Indi. There are times, Satria rubbed his arms, shoulders, to his wife's thighs. When Indi squealed, Satria was happier.

"Mas ... Satria."

How not to squeal and moan with breath if Satria's hand now holds and slowly squeezes the beautiful circle of his wife. Indi held back because now the area of his chest is more sensitive when touched.

"Yes, dear ... kangen," said Satria hissing.

Indi's soft hands began to caress her husband's chest. Satria turned her face. The touch of the fingertips of his wife alone made Satria in a fog. He resigned when Indi moved down and gave another touch. Not just touch and caress, but it is a touch that seems to ignite matches. Makes Satria growl for it.

"Oh, you're always a pinter, honey."

Satria praised his wife while Indi greeted the heirloom that was so upright. There are kisses that present a tickling and tickling taste. Swipe with the tip of the tongue it makes Satria increasingly breathless because of it. When his navel came in and sank into his wife's oral cavity, Satria was helpless. Warm, as if awash in a warm and tight sensation.

"Darling .. hh, what a pinter."

Satria closed her eyes. He went on several occasions to feel the peristalsis of the wife surrounding his remains. For Satria, his wife was always clever and made him soar into space.

Satria enjoyed the moment long enough, until now Satria switched positions. He instructed his wife enough. Now, it's Satria's turn to make Indi taste Swargaloka's nectar. If it was flower nectar, surely the enjoyment this time was really sweet, and wanted to always taste it.

Satria passed strands by strands of his wife's clothes. He greeted in the warm impression of a beautiful circle belonging to his wife. Hisapan thin and there is a peak that again deliberately Satria missed. Indi whines, afa the sensitive part that presents gelenyar, but Satria avoids it.

"Can't, my dear ... could be dangerous later," Satria replied.

Indi resigned, whatever her husband did, Indi accepted. Until Satria moves down and explore the valley below. Indi squealed for it. He's been raving a few times.

"Oh, Mas Satria ... My mother!"

Indi did not know for sure what her husband did which would be a very sad swab. Making Indi gasp and lose himself. Moreover, there is a separate rhythm that Satria created makes Indi more helpless.

It did not take long, Indi's body had stiffened. The woman covered her own mouth so as not to scream. He's had a really great release. His body shakes and shakes because of it.

Heading to the next stage, Satria begins to take a position and unites himself with his wife. The heirloom now shrouded in the warmth of the heavenly cup. Warm and tight. Satria closed her eyes. It was a really terrible reception.

Satria then tried to stomp and perform a movement asductive out and in. At the same time, however, the cry of her baby was heard.

Oekk ... Oeekkk ...

Like an eagle flying into the clouds, it must now be thrown down to the earth. Panic surrounds both, especially this is actually part of the main menu. Instantly the incandescent lava spewed out and the heirloom lost its power. Shrink instantly. The man rolled his position.

"I panicked, I couldn't stand up anymore" he said.

"I'm sorry, Mom. I'll hold Nang-Nang first, then again" Indi said. Now Indi cleared some areas with tissue in origin and put on a negligee first.

"It's not your fault..duh, Like-Open have a baby like gini well. Present, immediately can not say anything," said Satria by staring at the navel that immediately became limp.

Indi is not feeling well. The baby who was crying and waking up was also beyond prediction. Maybe the parents out there will also experience things in such a way. Just one hunusan and baby crying makes panic and all that desire just disappears.

Poor Mas Satria ....🤭