Grasping the Miss (A Waiting)

Bad cat

Devan that night couldn't sleep at all. Because it held the hastarnya that had not been channeled since this morning, especially now his wife wears a filter clothes tofu, showing the curves of his wife's almost perfect body.

"Never touch me again! If you haven't noticed your mistake!" raya firmly, when he will touch the body of his wife.

"Raya, I'm not having an affair, you should understand" Devan said languidly, staring at his saber hiding behind his boxer.

"Your eyes are cheating!! Just be careful if you dare to touch me just a little, I will leave you!" threaten Raya again and look at her husband. "And never again do these two eyes look upon this woman other than your wife! If that happens, I'll get those two eyes out of his place!" threatening Raya, made Devan shudder shivering and also very scared. Why did his wife turn into a psychopath? inner Devan.

"Yes, honey. I'll never make the same mistake again" Devan told his wife.

"So can you ask for anu now?" devan asked, still blinking.

"Can't!" raya replied firmly, then pulled the blanket to the limit of her neck, covering her entire body.

"Oh!" Devan breathed a rough breath, and also lay down on the bed, while looking at his wife who was closed. In his heart he regretted not being able to hold back when he saw the beautiful woman before him. He should be grateful for having a beautiful wife, and understanding like Raya.

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On the other hand, Jeff is currently in his personal space.

Chequelek

The door opened from outside, Safira entered her husband's private room with a cup of coffee.

"Not finished the job?" tanya Safira walked over to her husband.

"A little while, honey. You haven't slept either?" jeff asked as he looked at his wife's face that was shining because of her pregnancy. The aura of pregnant women is more alluring, sometimes Jeff worried if letting Safira out of the house alone, fearing if his wife was seduced by another man.

NADA

Sapphira put the cup of coffee on her husband's desk. Then walk around Jeff's desk and chair, flipping the chair Jeff was sitting on facing him.

"Don't poke me, Honey," Jeff said as he stroked his temple, as Safira sat on his lap while stroking the chest of his field.

"Who's fishing for you? I just wanted to feed the snapper" replied Safira, who had now sniffed Jeff's neck with a sensual gesture.

Jeff growled stifled while closing his eyes tightly, because of the actions of his little wife that made him burn with passion.

"Everything is done with your job, your wife needs warmth too" whispered Safira, near her husband's ear, leaving a tremendous sensation all over Jeff's body.

"Hem, so you need warmth and caresses?" ask Jeff, grinning.

"He-em," Safira answered, opening one by one her husband's pajamas. His lentic fingers gently rubbed the chest of that hard, burly field. After the taste of her husband was very passionate. Sapphira came out of Jeff's lap.

Jeff who was enjoying the touch of her husband now felt disappointed because Sapphira stopped his action.

"I wait in the room" Safira said as she glanced mischievously.

"Bas on a bad cat!" jeff growled, and followed his wife from behind.

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