Households

this feeling

Derta sighed harshly . His body is really exhausted. Remembering their hot activity a few minutes ago.

Body's in pain.

Look at the ceiling of the room. Lazily turning her back to her husband, now only the feeling of emotion ya g encircling her.

Does not respond when a large and warm hand hugs her from behind.

Dirga kissed the nape of his wife and inhaled the scent that had always been an opium for her.

He knows his wife is angry right now.

“You take a shower first, later we will pick up my sister. “take it gently while kissing the beautiful hair of his wife.

Derta just kept quiet, grabbing the blanket deeper to drown her innocent body. Bodo is what he thinks now.

“You, don't make me even more angry. “seru Dirga rough. Pulling the blanket wrapped around his wife's body.

With all her might she maintained the blanket that wrapped her body.

“You want me to continue the activity, huh. “By roughly pulling his wife's head to face her.

Derta grimaced in pain, tears were already unable to accommodate her. Flowing profusely from both corners of his eyes. This pain is very painful.

Dirga violently turned his wife's body, scooping those rough lips. Lips that became opium to her. No matter the cry of his wife.

Derta felt oxygen depleted, patting her husband's athletic chest. A rough kiss made her feel a lot of pain.

Dirga took off her pagutan, staring intensely at the eyes of the woman who was buried in her fireflies who struggled to scoop up oxygen made her smile cynically.

Touching the woman's sensual red lips with her swollen index finger as a result of her actions made her smile cynically.

“A-I want to take a shower. “cicit derta after successfully neutralizing his breathing. Pushing her husband's body from above. The crying still accompanied her flickering eyes.

Dirga smiled cynically escaping from his wife's body, laying her body next to it. Letting his wife escape from her confinement. It can be felt the movement of his wife getting out of bed.

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Dirga looked at his well-dressed wife waiting for her on the edge of the bed.

With a towel up his waist walked towards his wife. Pecking his wife's friendly nose is still flushed due to crying earlier.

Looks very adorable.

Derta just doesn't know what to do. His body seemed locked over the treatment of the man who gently tucked his nose someone who should have been avoided and hated.

I should have gotten used to his behavior. Its nature is never expected.

Heart is you blind why you beat fast, do you not know the man in front of your owner's body is the incarnation of the devil.

I can't possibly like this demon guy, the guy who always treated me harshly.

Dirga again peeked long at his wife's forehead, cupping the face of the woman in front of him who was staring at her.

There was no response from his wife.

Making guilt eat away at his heart.

Decreased his ego.

“I'm sorry. “he said faintly but can still be caught by female listeners in front of him.

Smack that lip again gently.

After that step his foot towards the dressing room .

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