Karatan Bad Boy

Part 23#First Night Ends ...

Rafa's question instantly made Kimmy choke. The young man hurriedly gave him his glass, "Sorry, drink first."

Receiving a glass without wanting to look at Rafa, then sipping a few sips of water until feeling better. His hunger was instantly gone when he had just eaten a few spoons. How can the young man ask when eating, it looks like the husband is still traveling without knowing the way home.

"Eat! I'm full." said Kimmy up from his seat, "Got the food, I'll be ready."

His words sounded faint even so softly that Rafa frowned. The young man thought Kimmy was upset to leave the dinner that had just begun, but when he saw what his wife was doing. His hands stopped picking up food.

"Sleeping shirt?" Hurriedly bobbing head get rid of his bad thoughts, then refocus enjoying the food dear to be thrown away.

Fifteen minutes later, the food was already barren even if it was only on the first plate. Rafa covers the whole food with a tray, then goes to the sink to wash his hands. His busyness playing water mixed with liquid soap to not realize the appearance of Kimmy from the bathroom.

"Ekhem! Take a shower or?" Deheman from behind distracted Rafa who was staring at the mirror in front of the sink.

Stares of the eyes are adrift, slowly down the scenery through the reflection of the glass that is not how much but captures a beautiful silhouette from the back. The young man felt the heat and even had difficulty swallowing the saliva to see the beauty of God's creation.

Kimmy lowered her gaze with anxious feelings. It feels like it's ready, not ready. Although he was an adult but wearing clean clothes that must be the official clothes of the wives, he felt uncomfortable. Nervous, not knowing what to do until suddenly he saw a foot that stopped in front of him.

Hands raised circular to the waist, then without permission to pull him up to jerk back the misty eyes of the husband. "Rafa, I ...,"

"We'll do it together. Bismil was bornrahmanirrahim," Rafa approached Kimmy's face, then kissed his wife's forehead so deeply while praying for protection.

Kimmy could feel how Rafa was trying to start everything with the ordinances taught in their religion. When the young man's hand led him to the bed. The cold hand that resuscitated the husband's nervousness began a long night's journey.

Seeing that, he ventured to help Rafa. Slowly bringing the two lips together letting the chewy sensation rub against each other greet as an introductory greeting. The flat appearance made the two realize how stiff and inexperienced they were. The roar of breath increasingly irregularly released pagutan.

"Do you really want to do this?" rafa asked with a breath that was still a little rushed, whereas the one asked only nodded slowly but without a doubt.

Kimmy's readiness changed the position of the two. Rafa begins to take charge of the game giving the first touch to a halal body ready to receive a warm union of affection tucked into a desire that shackles the intellect. He pecked his eyes, then his nose, then snatched away the sweetness of his lips.

A moment of settling back fighting for power with his hands that roam indeterminate direction. Eye glances looking down where the fist really fits grasping the squash that attracts his attention. Without removing the covering cloth, the working hand begins an additional journey.

And vice versa, the young man stripped off all the threads that became a barrier. Almost choked when the beautiful scenery clearly filled his eyeball. Kimmy who realized being stared intensely could only turn her face with red cheeks.

A gentle touch of hers toyed with him, "Rafa, I ...,"

"Relax, Kim. I'll please my wife before taking the rights I'm so looking forward to." concluded Rafa again busied himself giving the stamp of ownership on the white body that now stands red.

His hands are busy m3r3m4s, while lips enjoy s3s4p4n hilltop k3mb4s that defiantly hope to be conquered. His soul floated unable to speak anymore because his increasingly struggling to get satisfaction. Continuous bed-wrestling produces a creak of night noise.

"Rafaa ...," Kimmy's body wriggles with the first liquid of success Rafa takes the woman looking for ******* enjoyment. "The butterflies fill my stomach."

"Of course, honey. Now it's my turn" Rafa positioned himself, and then set Kimmy's foot from getting hurt. Then again approached without distance, do not forget to lead the hand of the wife to circle on her back. "Do as you please, hold it or scream, I'll accept."

Not wanting his wife to tense up, the young man again scooped up Kimmy's lips. Slowly but surely while moving the hips that are already in the right position on target. But suddenly I don't know what happened. Where his body fell down together with a loud bang broke through the cave wall.

Lips were silenced, breaths were held up with a single tear from both corners of the wife's eyes. Kimmy deliberately pulled her body until unification without preparation managed to snatch the woman's honor but why? He could feel something warm flowing out after passing through the main fence of the defense.

"I'm just afraid to see you're not quick to do that, so ..," said Kimmy's words hanging over the pagutan despite making Rafa smile sweetly.

Not wanting to postpone it anymore, now the young man was enjoying the sensation of opium that blew up common sense. The slow rhythm tormented him but he did not want to rush until ten minutes had passed. The wobble was getting wild, so Kimmy had to refrain from complaining of pain. Moreover, the husband tried to act carefully.

"Aaarrgghh, Kimmy ...," his screams echoed throughout the room with the first release that he deliberately immersed into the wife's womb.

The first struggle felt so stiff that Rafa repeated their first night trip once again. Kimmy let the young man get a husband thing so that he is innocent as a wife. Without the young man noticing, his mind had deep penetrated into the past.

"Please, let me go. We are not a legal partner ...," the body slammed backwards until the head hit the wall.

At first glance the memories blend into one with the taste that now dominates his body. A sinister face trying to take away the honor, he could not distinguish between illusion and reality until he unconsciously pushed Rafa's body as hard as he could.

The young man rolled to the left side of the bed almost falling to the floor with a jolted consciousness due to his wife's harsh treatment. "Comm ... Astagfirullah, what's wrong with you?"