Hot Daddy: My Beautiful Morning

The Three Most Beautiful Days

Geez.he grabbed me right when my dishwasher was done. We just finished dinner. In front of the sink he immediately carried me and laid me on the sofa.

"It's time, Kejora." A warm smile spread across his face.

Well, the first round of the hot fight was over there. And I thought that meant it was done.

It's not finished, man. Not finished.

While Daddy put his pants back on and left to make sure all the doors were locked, I picked up my clothes and hurriedly climbed into the room, then stepped into the bathroom. Before putting my clothes back on, I brushed my teeth, washed my face, and rinsed my body of sweat, driving away the stickiness by taking a duck bath without washing my head. After that, I dried my body with a towel and got dressed again. I'm back okay, pretty, and ready for bed.

Fresh, I'm out of the bathroom. Just then, when I opened the door, my husband was ready in bed. He curiously flaunted his row of white teeth with - his stocky body that had returned not wrapped in anything. He's back plain, man.

"Hi," he said, in a whimper style as if it was a meeting. As if a few minutes ago we didn't meet and didn't make love downstairs. "I am ready, Kejora. How about you?"

Hmm. I took a deep breath, then smiled - following his madness. And instead of wasting useless time, I opened my own dress and threw it in any direction. I put my foot up to the grown man and sat on his lap. "Yes, I'm ready, My Hot Daddy."

Of course, the process of making love in the second half must begin with a warm-up first. Because, we do it naturally, without the help of supplements. However, Daddy's passion is always burning towards me, making this warm-up need not be done with extra and does not take a long time. He's back on fire.

"Say, how long will it take?"

Iyuuuh.could-maybe he asked like that when he just laid me down and ruled me under the crush of his burly body.

While giggling in shame I told him: how long can he afford. "Three days' happy wedding." I smile.

Blissfully. Daddy's eyes flashed a twinkle of love and through his smile I knew how happy he was and I was the reason. And I love the way he adores me with every touch, the warmth of his lips stroking from my shoulders, neck, to my forehead and ending in my lips. He bit her so gently and anxiously, then returned smiling with a sigh.

"Yep, what a wonderful day, and so beautiful."

"And all this is because of you."

Uuuh. "Do you mean to spread sugar all night? Hmm?"

"No. I have another agenda."

"What's that?"

"Takes you to nirvana."

"Well! Stop blabbering and we finish that special agenda."

"My naughty little girl. You're really impatient with that."

"Yeah, come. We can fuck extra before I get pregnant." And I whispered to him, "I am yours, Gibran Aditama."

Yuhuuu. Because, the next morning, my monthly cycle was already greeting in the morning blind.

And, he must fast again.

Aaaaah, when we were just three days bride. But how else? Hicks! Really too!