LAST KISS

CHAPTER 72. Geckos Suddenly

"Which one?" Sarah turned to Raka and at that moment her lips met her husband's lips.

THE CUP!

Sarah's face immediately reddened, and yet she protested Raka had held her tightly.

"Darling, you're naughty..."

The sentence was cut off when his lips had been chopped off by Raka's lips, which this kiss was stronger and domineering.

Sarah wriggling in Raka's lap, she sways in amusement as Raka's mischievous hands explore several parts of her body, infiltrating between her sleep gown.

"Shhhh..." Sarah finally resigned when Raka began to make her more addicted to the touch that sometimes like stroking the surface of her skin but at certain points such as pressing mischievously.

Sarah stared at Raka's face that challenged her gaze as if she was arranging her consciousness.

"Why?"Raka frowned with a sedyuma teasing, while welcoming a demanding view from Sarah.

Sarah blushed she could never stop misbehaving if in such a gaze, her hands draped around Raka's neck, then without speaking she grabbed Raka's lips landed her soft kiss there.

"I should ask, why stop?"Whisper Sarah with a loud voice.

Raka lowered her face and slightly lowered her head, then both of her arms grabbed Sarah's slender back so that the girl curved inside her arms.

Excitedly frowned Sarah's wet and hot lips, crushed vivacious vibrancy. The breaths of the two of them chime into each other until they stumble, trying to reciprocate.

The kiss that I knew how many times this was so long and made them both breathe almost irregularly.

Raka pushed Sarah's body slowly onto the chair, until she sat there unwillingly to let go of the hot kiss, while she herself stood bent over.

The two of them continued that long kiss, completely full of passion.

Raka pulled her face after a long time, staring at Sarah's curved body as she leaned on the back of the chair.

"I'll carry you..." Said Raka who finally broke his own due to his actions.

"You strong?" Sarah asked spoiledly, her eyes itching at the man who was bending over as she leaned back in her own breath.

"Hush, you remember 15 years ago?" Raka glanced with her pretentious look.

"Where is that?" Sarah seemed to pretend to think that she was not interested in using her brain to think about Raka's words, her brain was already boiling by the passion that had been offered by her husband.

"That's time in Leiden."

"Yes, exactly?"

"That I carry you downstairs to the room above." Raka said with her cute face.

"Continue?" Sarah smiled a little.

Sarah stared at Raka's face that challenged her gaze as if she was arranging her consciousness,

squinting his eyes, as if remembering.

"I carry you up, mighty and gentle. That night I felt so cool, like in the movies. You're like a sweet cat just looking at me impatiently asking at ituuuu..." Raka chuckled as she blinked one eye teasing Sarah.

"About!" Sarah pinched Raka's stomach with a sour face, her face was flushed red.

Raka caught the hand and took sarah's fingers, grasped them tightly and stared deeply at the ring finger where their wedding ring was ringed with sweetness.

Gently kissed Sarah's fingers, the wife. I don't know how many years he's spent with this woman but it turns out he can't stop turning away from the woman he used to see like a painting at the beginning of marriage, stiff and cold.

He closed his body to Sarah's body, which was fixed rigidly waiting for it, his fingers down Sarah's cheeks up to her neck, then slowly his face crept there, showering her with kisses. Sarah mendes@h resignedly her eyes closed to enjoy all the touches with a cold hot body.

Jemari Raka guerrilla between Sarah's sleeping dress, down the soft smooth skin behind it. Sarah was on her knees, her own hands holding on to the now-dominant body trying to make her neck droop on the back of the chair.

Raka's touch never changed to stay warm and exciting since long ago until now almost sixteen years of their marriage.

"I really love you, baby."Bisik Raka in Sarah's ear.

Sarah suddenly pushed Raka's body with a feigned look of annoyance.

"Why?"Raka stopped his movement.

"I'm full of hearing your appeal.."Answer Sarah sourly.

Raka laughed when she heard it and then in the next second Sarah's body was already in her cradle.

"You must be impatient." Raka kissed Sarah's lips at a glance, as the woman wrestled spoiled around her neck.

Then with all his might he was about to walk straight.

Crews!

Waist rings.

"Akhs..." Raka frowned funny, age was not able to lie even though he was a regular sport but he was not as strong as the first business of bopong.

"Why?" Sarah glares.

"Honey, come down first..."

"Why should I go down? he said he'd like a sling like Leiden?" Sarah shook her head with spoiled and amused mimicry.

"My snock looks like it's crumpled." Raka nyengir's.

"Yes, kumat, how old are we? yan over pede, your son can fall in love, his father still acts like a kasmaran bride." Sarah squirms down from Raka's sling while laughing with satisfaction.

Raka Manyun while grabbing his wife's arm, "We just walk yes, le tempt sleep no need to hold her back." He continued to grin, Sarah could not hold her bracelet.

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Rae, Aluna and Emma are the same. Their views are never far from books. Their brains are only filled with all their LKIR material. They were so serious about completing the teenager's scientific research and the time they sent research manuscripts with several schools in Surabaya. It's not kidding. This competition is big. Even the prize will have a big effect on a well-known University that will certainly give them scholarships. All high achieving children are certainly very pursuing this as their dream to achieve goals.

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