I'm Not a Teaser

Part 78 - Warmth in the Morning

The village*han in the room nuanced purple favorite color of the newlyweds began to sound earthy. Sweat flooded the bodies of the two, the coldness of Ac seemed useless to both.

This is not the first night or the first time doing it, but somehow Rangga is so addicted to Rania's body. The stomach and breasts are getting bigger makes Rania look more sexy in the eyes of Rangga.

Moans of pleasure escaped from the tiny lips of Rania because of the game of Rangga that is so soul-stirring. The hand that was originally gripping the bed sheet, now squeezing Rangga's hair full of sensation when the man played under his body.

The mouth that had opened was again silenced by Rangga, until the village*han that came out of his mouth was drowned.

"Sweet," whispered Rangga with a soul intoxicating roar of breath.

The two drooped down limp after flying together in the pleasure paradise of the world.

Rania regulated her breathing, she tightened her legs which felt sore due to Rangga's behavior.

"It's really beautiful Rangga's wife," muttered Rangga, directly pulling a blanket to wrap Rania's plain body. Hiding that face in his field chest.

While the one in the hug was still busy regulating the breath, Rangga seemed to want to kill him early in the morning. Not giving me the slightest chance.

"Great heat," said Rania to return the embrace of her husband. Breathe in their love scent.

"But you like it. How earlier. Aaaahhh mas, faster, longer Mas," said Rangga imitating the voice of Rania earlier, do not forget the expression of the man's ridicule.

"Ish Apaan anyway." Rania directly pinched Abs's very muscular stomach that belonged to Rangga.

"Auww, dear sick, this KDRT. If you do not want to be reported, you have to give more rations," seduced Rangga.

Bugh

"The gumilnya Rangga." The man with the attitude of holding back Rania's fist that was about to hit her chest. "Rather than being hit, mending her husband in love."

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If Rania and Rangga were enjoying a morning full of sweat, another case with the two girls who had already woken up. Both have also cleaned the house, like their own home.

Hunger approaches both. However, the owner of the house did not reveal the trunk of his nose. Rayna checked the kitchen and didn't get any groceries there.

Naturally, this is a new house without helpers, and they were only up until last night.

"Mbak Nia kok sleep later, Lia is hungry Mommy," Rengek Relia sat on the sofa, after mopping according to Rayna's orders, the middle child who does not want himself to be rejected let alone just Relia.

"Maybe it's sauces" replied Rayna.

Relia snorted, moved and walked towards Rania's room soundproofed from the inside, if she screamed from the outside maybe the bride would hear, but don't expect to get a speech because it won't be heard.

This is what makes Agas and his friends difficult, because Rangga's desire is beyond reasonable limits.

"What the hell are you Lia? Remember you're married, in the same mother again her husband." Prevent Rayna when Relia is about to knock on the door.

"But Lia's hungry."

Rayna immediately pulled her sister's hand out of the simple house. "There's still money savings, mending nyari porridge, rather than waiting mbak."

"Mbak not afraid of being rude? Not ashamed either?"

"Ish mbak from the village does not mean katro Ya. Now it's sophisticated Lia, besides our village is also not a very good pedalam. If there is a Google map, embarrassed? Shame is only done by people who are not self-sufficient," said Rayna.

Rayna is not a girl who cares about everything, the words of others she considers as the wind then, her ears are immune. And he decided to live the life he wanted without listening to other people's comments.

Life, our lives, who we live, then why follow the wishes of the community if uncomfortable and happy?

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Intake Morning🤭