Karma Love
Pussy Style
Syila put her hand on the Emperor's neck, pulled him closer, then kissed briefly the Emperor's lips that had been sulking.
“Do it, I'm yours, '' whispered Syila made the Emperor's blood rush.
“Alright, let's try the style of pussy,” grin rising on that beautiful face.
“What is it?” ask Syila who does not understand.
The Emperor got up from Syila's body, took off his clothes by explaining, “People call him the dog style, but I prefer the name pussy, pussy is the cat's name, so the cat style. You just enjoy with the style of my back, of course with menes*h,” Syila who rose from her sleep immediately got an attack from the Emperor.
Launching the action, from kissing to touching the tiny body of the wife and other hands began to strip Syila of her clothes.
Until both were plain, Shila sat down in front of the Emperor, and the Emperor sat across his legs. In a state of hugging, the Emperor aggressively gave his touch.
They stared at each other, “You know, this style we're going to practice is one of the styles recommended by doctors if we're in the process of waiting for pregnancy. He said in this style, my seeds will more perfectly fit into your ovaries. Until without permission it immediately bears fruit there,” explained the Emperor by occasionally biting a small piece of tender meat before him.
“You talk a lot, my ears are ashamed to hear it, but my body cannot wait to practice it,” Syila said defiantly.
The emperor was pleased, he directed according to the lessons already conveyed for practice. At first it felt strange for Syila, but the Emperor was able to make her comfortable, to a point of release. Satisfaction of burning desires has been channeled, now only prayers can be offered. May we be given a life.
Syila's breath gasped, she turned the body that was on her stomach, “You are really a crazy widower!”
The emperor chuckled at his wife's expression like that, completely cat-like, cute, adorable, what else with her stifled cry earlier.
“That's a science baby, I'm crazy just with you, what else if you're both in this room. More khilafnya,” the Emperor embrace the body of his wife who is still wet with sweat.
“Ralat is not a khilaf but it is doyan,” he continued again. Syila was still regulating her breathing.
A beautiful night for two people who finished mixing love. Sesha who was assigned to call her sister-in-law immediately undo the intention, when her hand was about to knock on the door, but her ears heard a stifled cry from Syila, she immediately turned around while smacking her shy smile. His mind was traveling so he wanted it. And he'll ask Rana later.
“Where is your sister?” ask Lulu's mother.
“While the manufacturing process, Mom,” replied Sesha blushed because she immediately got a strange look from her husband.
“What's Mom making?” Sesha forgot there was Jeje who was enjoying her soup but her ears listened to the words of the parents.
“Emm, finish your meal, and do your job,” over Sesha with a wave.
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In an apartment room, Doni is enjoying a night on the balcony. He looked at the ring on his ring finger. Then he remembered Syila.
‘I miss him a lot, no more misses his smile. I was even so afraid that he would still be the owner of my heart. It would definitely be very painful for the woman who was waiting for me to come back with complete love. But when I realized, I came back with a different feeling, no longer with a palpitations or unwillingness when I saw his eyes sparkling for another man. Syila is beautiful, like a rainbow, full of color decorating, but only to be enjoyed without being able to reach, what else is in possession. She's just as beautiful a color that comes and goes. Leave a memory.’
Buy Doni's daydream when the phone in his pants pocket rings, saying be mine. He smiled, dialed the green button and connected.
Video calls.
“Did you miss me so much?” noda Doni at the woman across there.
“What does it need an answer?” answer across there with a shy smile.
“Patience, I'll be home soon.”
“I'm loyal to that wait,” reply the woman.
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The emperor got word from Lewis, if 3 days after today wanted to take a sabbatical, he got word if his father-in-law had an accident. His wife dropped so. At first the Emperor objected to the submission of Lewis's long leave. But for a moment he recalled how Syila who lost her father figure made the Emperor soft-hearted.
“Go, the day after I'll be back. Take care of your father-in-law until he recovers and hug your wife in her down time,”
the Emperor's words led Lewis to conjecture himself.
Lewis was silent for a moment, there was something he wanted to ask but he paused.
“What? don't worry, you're still my salary, your services are so great for me and the company.”
The short conversation was heard by Syila.
“We go home the day after?” tanyanya seems not willing.
“You still want to be here?” ask the Emperor.
“Actually, only if my husband leaves will I come with him.”
The answer that made the Emperor so valuable. He did not expect that Shila would turn this drastic after the hatred that was fostered was so fertile.
“I'm hungry, it turns out we missed dinner,” Syila continued.
“Yes a draining battle, we clean the body first, just eat.”
Syila agrees.
The trip to the dining room passes through the family room. There is still Jeje who is busy playing the lego. Dismantling the tides makes it a shape he wants, of course with instructions from Rana. Sesha entered the room.
“Ronde to two seems to be more draining of your energy Syila, so eat a lot!”
‘What the hell makes you ashamed.’
Not wanting to answer, Shila preceded the Emperor who seemed to want to avenge Rana.
“Hey, don't tease my wife, just tease your wife!” whispered Emperor. Rana just chuckles.
Syila reheats the food that is still available. Maybe it was intentionally left to them. Jeje approached.
“Aibi, indeed Aunty is making what?”
“You want? Aunty is heating the soup and frying the chicken,” Syila replied.
“Not this one, but earlier when your dinner time didn't go down. Mom says you're in the process of making?” the tanyanya is so innocent. This kid is so high in curiosity. Syila was confused as to what to answer. The shutter that followed was just smiling.
Emperor approaches, “You are curious. We'll discuss it later with your Dad too. Now don't talk much and sleep. Already 10 hours more,” he rubbed Jeje's hair.
“Uncle don't do that, I'm a grown man!”
Emperor directly raised his hand high, “Not longer Dude.”
Syila just laughed to see it.
