Girl Without Nasab & Ningrat Son

The Night of Ageing!

About three days later, before the turn of midnight, Indi accidentally woke her husband. She slowly rubbed her husband's arm. With a soft voice, Indi called out the very name of her husband.

"Mas, Mas Satria .. get up first," said Indi.

Fortunately, Satria heard. The man blinked slowly and began to open his eyelids. His wife was already sitting by his side. Then, Satria rubbed his eyes for a moment and looked at Indi with one hand outstretched touching the side of his wife's face.

"Hm, why? Going to the toilet?" ask Satria.

Usually Indi does have a habit when going to the toilet in the middle of the night, she will wake her husband first. Therefore, Satria also suspected that his wife wanted to go to the toilet. Apparently Indi now just shook his head.

"No," he answered.

"Hm, then why? Can't sleep because I snored?" ask Satria again.

There's another head from Indi. It was not for this reason that Indi woke up. There is something special about Satria.

"Mas Satria don't remember?" ask Indi.

Satria thought about what she had forgotten. Trying to think about finding answers. Finally, Satria shook her head. "What the hell is it, honey?"

Feeling that her husband really did not remember, Indi smiled. The woman slightly lowered her head and kissed her husband's cheeks on the right and left. And then, he said.

"Welcome to age my husband. Getting wiser and more mature. Being the best husband and the greatest Papa for our children. I Love U."

Satria smiled at once. Apparently his wife woke him up because she wanted to wish him a happy birthday. Satria changed her position, without saying much Satria hugged her body.

"Thank You Darling. I can't remember the day of my birth. Thank you, my wife," said Satria accompanied by a kiss on his wife's forehead.

The Indi mission was successful. She wants to be the first person to wish her husband a happy birthday. Finally, it works too. It has been Indi's habit since dating Satria, she always wanted to be the first to say when Satria's birthday.

"So, you purposely woke me up because of this?" ask Satria.

Indi then nodded slowly. "Yes, because of this. As always, I want to be the first to say it" Indi replied.

"Thank you very much, dear."

"Yes already, let's get booted again," Indi asked.

Satria smiled. "Sure, waking me up just for this? I want a gift, like any other year. Can you?"

It was Indi's turn to smile. In every year that there is when Indi wishes a happy birthday, which is actually ended by sharing love and sipping sweet nectar of romance. It's always been like that, is this year the same?

No need to get a verbal answer from Indi. Satria started to break her embrace. Then he put his lips right between the two folds of his wife's lips. He kisses slowly. Satria had already closed her eyes, she was sure that this time her wife would not refuse. In addition, Satria knew his wife was also not in the red cross period. So, surely Indi will give full access to him. Right, Satria's prediction. Reciprocity. Two lips are already linked to each other. Mutually taste sweetness that instantly meets their sense of taste. In a warm and wet impression, the two do not hesitate to share saliva.

The night of age for Satria since marrying Indi is always beautiful. Without a birthday cake or blowing out candles, but the surge of love they build makes Satria feel full. Happiness is attacking. Just as now, Satria started to shake her face, she deepened her kiss and pagutan. It is undeniable that even Satria has climbed now his passion. There was pressure on every side of his lips. There is a desire he wants to convey.

Accompanied by a swipe and a hand caress at the curves of the woman's femininity, Satria can't wait to wrap her under him. However, as usual Satria will do everything gradually. Until finally, Satria put Indi to sleep and he pulled on the shirt worn by his wife. A smile rose to see a frilly container in black there.

"Make me well," said Satria with her raucous voice.

As a man Satria is very fond of his sometimes naughty wife. There's nothing Satria is waiting for. The atmosphere is getting hotter. Satria began to hug his wife, not just hugging but there was a swab from the tip of his tongue along his wife's neckline. Although Indi screeched and moaned several times because of it, Satria actually liked it very much.

"Mass ... hh!"

"Yes, my love. Not arrested!"

Satria lowered her face more and more he lamented the beautiful circle of his wife by toying with her peak with her tongue. Indi could not help himself. Eyes closed, hands gently rubbed strands by strands of her husband's hair. In fact, Indi actually buried her husband's face in his chest. Is beautiful. It feels like thousands of volts makes the body of Indi vibrate and bristle.

Satria actually knew the sensitivity point on his wife's body. So all the points he didn't miss. Although Indi moaned several times, Satria was even more excited. Before, Satria did another. Indi took control. Yes, she wants to give her best for her husband. He greeted the heirloom down there in a warm and wet impression. Indi's oral cavity completely immersed the heirloom in an out and in motion. Terrible sensation.

Satria closed her eyes, feeling the pleasure that made her blood rustle. The business of satisfying the husband, his wife is always number one. Even Indi was not in a hurry. He wanted Satria to relax and relax. However, Satria himself is not a selfish man, he does not want his exhausted wife to satisfy him. Completely wordless, Satria took control.

Start Satria invading the valley below. The tip of his tongue rubbed in a wet impression, piercing in temptation that completely ensnared Indi. It feels amazing. Indi raved whenever her husband made her ravage. Until finally, Satria began to confine his wife, with a perfect union.

Yes, the heirloom is fully immersed in that warm, wet heavenly cup. The grip of the muscles inside there made Satria go crazy. He spurred.

"Hhh, Mas .. just slow down a little bit. Slow down," the Indi pinta shrieked with gasps.

Satria nodded her head. "Good, Honey. Enjoyment ...."

With forward and backward movements, raining and stabbing, Satria tried to create a gentle rhythm. However, the gentle rhythm alone made Indi squeal many times. Especially when her husband combined it with a bite and suction at the top of his beautiful circle. Self-awareness of both chemical test basins. When sodium mixes with water, the two are completely ignited, burning out there.

The race is deep. Passion tempestuous. Until Satria can no longer survive. Within seconds, Satria exploded and broke apart. His blood rippled, until for a while, Satria felt the hearing function disappear.

"I Love U, Darling ... I Love U!"

Satria sealed all her actions with a confession of love. Not just emotions and passions. But all are based on the name of love.

"I Love U, too Mas Satria."

Neutralizing the breath of the two who were still panting. Indi's hand then grabbed a small flat object that she had stored in the nightstand drawer. Then she gave it to her husband.

"I have a surprise for you."

Satria really did not expect the surprise intended by his wife. However, Satria smiled and broke into tears. What a beautiful surprise. A super-super-beautiful gift for Satria.

"Seriously, Honey?" ask Satria.

Indi nodded her head as she entered into the arms of her husband. With a plain body that is only covered with blankets.

"Yes, there's a baby in here. That's why I asked to slow down. Baby again. Sister to Nakula and Sadewa," said Indi.

"Oh my God, your surprise is really overstretched tonight. Thanks, Wife. I Love U's. I'm so happy."

Yes, Satria is very happy. A very special night for him. Especially with the most beautiful gift that Indi gave increasingly makes Satria so happy.