LILIS - LAMIAH HELL TWO LOVE

EdIT CHAPTER 3: MARRY MY FRIEND

Irsam has been living with Lilis for six years, of course he knows. If the lingerie is used without Irsam asking, there must be something that his wife wants to ask after their game is over. And Irsam always gives it.

Lilis just stumbled while flashing her one eye flirtatiously at Irsam. Then cupped her husband's head with both hands, bringing their lips together.

Lilis started the game. She who first pounced on her husband's lips, forced her through the slightly gaping lips to brush her teeth and wrapped her tongue into her husband's oral cavity, the kiss deep and hot.

Irsam followed the play with hands that had been busy brewing mes, racking, twisting, twisting and even gently pinching the dense mound culminating like hardened boils eyes on his wife's chest.

Irwan's hand activities were able to put a twitch at the bottom of Lilis, but she did not need to tell her husband. For instinctively all will arrive at the peak of their exploration of both.

The lilis release their lips, in order to support the oxygen that is almost depleted. The hearts of the two began to beat fast, racing rhythmically at the mark of the roar of the breath of the two who began to be irregular.

Irwan got a slack off from Lilis' lips, so as fast as lightning he had buried his head in a solid mound, even now it has looked plain because it has managed to disarm, he has been stripped, the red mesh fabric smoldering the insignificant cover, which has now fallen out of place.

Erotic chatter began to come out of the mouth of a Lilis, as she greatly enjoyed the suction and tongue play that made her wet on the top of her chest.

Now Lilis' hand crept, creeping in between the white cloth on the bermuda triangle area. He knew, the stick that was residing in it would never be able to sleep in the conditions like today.

Skilfully using her feet, Lilis clamped the triangular cloth of the cover, with her thumb and index finger. Directing downward, it managed to sag to remove the barrier which was just as a formality perched under her husband's belly.

Irsam smiled happily, getting now his body was really plain, like a newborn baby from the womb of the mother. When his lips were busy at the top of his chest. Irsam's hands have managed to creep and bend the rope tied to his wife's waist so that the swamp is very clean well maintained and fragrant, now emblazoned real.

Lilis rose from her position which had been crushed under Irsam's body. The swimmer-style tub is diving, she also butted her husband, in order to sniff the sensitive area of her husband. There is no need to ask how the heirloom stick reaction is down there, because something has stood up, like an upright line of soldiers ready for battle.

Now the wholeness of pleasure escaped from the lips of an Irsam, when he enjoyed the elusan, and the gentle caress of Irsam's pet, Truly, just getting a hand game and a smooth finish in the thigh area alone is able to make the heart of Irsam increasingly beating uncharacteristically, really he enjoys the game that is getting wild in his feel. Make him dragged in the increasingly hot flames of romance he felt, all over his body.

"You're getting naughty with my queen." Said Irsan in a hoarse voice that greatly enjoyed the sensation that his wife gave him.

Long time Lilis' head was immersed there, occasionally playing her tongue on the head of the mushroom belonging to Irsam until she did not care now her saliva had mixed with the liquid that melted from the mushroom stem of her husband, her husband, he continued to play it with a rhythm that he deliberately dramatized to make Irsam brim literate, enjoying the sensation as if he was in heaven.

Lilis is naughty, making Irsan in the mist for her. So now it is precisely the area of Lilis' thighs that have aligned the head of Irsam, to get revenge for his treatment of the head of the fungus.

Lilis like a hot worm gets a reply from her husband, giving rise to whirling, spontaneous moans of pleasure that make her waist sway naturally. Six-nine, as soon as people name the position they did that night.

Both of them do not care about the time they have spent on many times doing fondling that makes them drunk.

What an activity they enjoy very much and they do it on the basis of love and sincerity between one and the other.

Both are equally wet. The breath of a buffalo plowing the fields, the more dusty, loud irregular and earthy shahdu.

Lilis changed her face, if she had been facing the legs of her husband, who in front of her now, she turned to face her husband who was getting wet with sweat. Lilis is still leading the game.

Without hesitation stick the magic wand on the goa, his heavenly burrow. By continuing to move like a pump, a reliable horseman, with a stomach that sometimes looks deflated, a sign that he did a perfect clamping on a stick that has fully entered the cave.

The movement of course made her breasts move up and down, giving a view that made her husband more panicked for her, many times Irsam jakun up and down swallowed his saliva, he said, indeed he could not bear to see and feel the sensation that was always terrible he felt.

Irsam is getting more passionate and increasingly unable to bear to immediately end the hot game.

Lilis was still with her flirtatious smile, torturing her husband with clasps, wobbles and pounding on his body.

Lilis simply smiled the devil, while continuing to pump her husband, by biting her lower lip to keep teasing her husband.

"Darling.want some jewelry?" ask Irwan.

Lilis.

"Replace the car, baby...?" ask again.

Lilis still shook her head

"Honeymoon...?" bargain again

"No. not all."He replied in a spoiled voice as he panjanya.

"Just say, I can't stand it."

"Please promise to approve my request this time." Her voice that was now ducking down to make a stamp on her husband's chest, while hers was still clamping down strongly the increasingly hardened stick almost exploded down there.

Irsam was not able to stand it, he immediately reversed his wife's position, now he who hit the stick from earlier with arbitrarily on the pull of his wife. He jerked his body at full depth.

Lilis tried to sit up, avoiding her husband from playing the game, until he got what he wanted.

"Don't move. It's almost done." Pinta Irsam.

"Promise mas.mas will grant my request this time only. After this I'm not asking for anything else." Pinta Lilis is no less clear.

"Yes, I promise I'll give it to you." He answered in a stifled voice with a face that was getting flushed like a boiled crab.

"Whatever my request mas." lilis fishing with still holding her husband's waist to stretch the stick that entered earlier.

"Well, my queen, my dear. Whatever you ask will be granted." His words while back raining with the full power of the stick that had been made since then Lilis kembis kembis resisted the desire that had been in ubun ubun.

Lilis was again, clamping firmly and perfectly the stick, like in the greedy, swallowed and gulped with all her might by the cave down there.

Warm liquid felt flowing in and even spilled overflow until out wetting the lips of the cave belonging to Lilis.

Irsam collapsed, laying down as much as possible beside his beloved wife.

"You've always been amazing to play with me, baby. I'm almost overwhelmed, you're getting better." Say it while peeping Lilis long forehead full of affection.

"Mas satisfied...?" lilis asked spoiled as she buried her head in her husband's chest which now began to regulate her breathing to be stable and more relaxed.

"Always darling. Now tell me what to do in exchange for this wonderful service tonight?" asked her husband by repeatedly kissing the head of his wife.

"Marry my best friend Lamiah mas!" He shouted out loud.

Seriate...