Look at me, Delilah

Warmness

Both Nayaka and Delilah seem to have forgotten their hearts. His promise will be to pick up Kyomi, but in fact the pair of human children have returned to the apartment.

The lips of the two were twisting each other with their hands taking off the clothes they were wearing. Delilah fell on the sofa with Nayaka overrunning her.

The hand raised the cover that protected Delilah's softness. Fulfill the mouth space with the tip of the pistil belonging to the lover. Delilah fingers intertwined on Nayaka hair strands. Twist it like a circle, occasionally rubbing it gently. Nayaka acts as a baby and Delilah a loving mother breastfeeding her lover.

"It's a pity that there is no water" said Nayaka.

"You want me to get pregnant again?" Delilah grabbed the face, raised her head so she could kiss Nayaka's lips.

"I don't want any more kids right now."

"I'm glad I took the contraceptive pill. I'm ready if you want another child."

Nayaka took the other part. Delilah complained as she felt the warmth in her heart's mouth.

"I don't want the past to happen again."

Delilah understands. Of course Nayaka was traumatized about it.Fear if he ran back by leaving another child.

"We're getting married. I'm not gonna run."

"Not that," said Nayaka while menaiikan kecupannya on the bottom of the chin. Moving to the ear lobe, biting it, made Delilah feel amused. "Wait for me to settle first."

"I told you you'd be working for papa's company." Delilah grimaced as Nayaka poured her strong upper on the surface of her softness.

"I know, but I don't want to just sit comfortably. I want to prove myself."

Nayaka's kiss went down. Exploring Delilah's flat stomach. Playing on a circle that makes the woman feel amused. Delilah raised her body slightly, helping Nayaka take off the last cover that protected her forbidden part.

Throughout, Nayaka peeped her lover's legs to the part that could not be mentioned. Delilah spread her legs, inviting Nayaka to taste the twitching part of the moment.

Nayaka touched it gently, entering it with one finger. Slowly he was looking for something in there. So careful that Delilah did not feel any pain.

"You don't feel guilty. What is mine, then it is yours too" Delilah said, bringing Nayaka's head closer to hers. He groaned when his heart swept over the wet area.

"Also I feel bad. Maybe you're right that I'm not creative. It's not rich, work isn't good."

"Why do you think that?" Delilah bit her lip when Nayaka added a finger inside. "You used to want to marry me and promise to work hard. Then, now you're not even confident."

Nayaka played his tongue, and made Delilah mutter indistinctly. His body seemed to be electrocuted over the gentle tickle of his senses.

"I don't know myself either. Why after I got married, I was afraid to marry you."

"Be deeper, sister," pinta Delilah with two fingers that spread her rose petals.

Nayaka wiped the inside of the petal clean. Playing the smallest pistil so that Delilah more and more flying.

"You're the best, brother," said Delilah.

Nayaka smile. "Cental, and it feels alluring."

Delilah laughed. "You like it, right?"

"What's on you, I love it."

Nayaka got up from his seat, he took down the last cloth that covered the part that had wanted to be free.

Delilah caught it, warm as she touched it. Without being ruled, he first tasted honor for the man. So challenging, and Delilah was tempted to conquer it.

Nayaka collects hair that blocks Delilah activities. Grasping it firmly, when the lover filled his mouth with the challenging body parts earlier.

Hair pulled, Delilah looked up with Nayaka sweeping hers on those wet lips. Then Delilah turned her back to Nayaka in a childlike position crawling.

Before entering, Nayaka hit Delilah's lower back several times. Make the white color become reddish, then enter hard.

The firm grip on the cushioning of the sofa signified how hard the pressure on Delilah's body was. The two of them both made a heavy sound as Nayaka's back and forth movement.

Nayaka pulled away, he sat on the sofa, while Delilah changed position by sitting on the lap of her lover.

"You say something?" Delilah was like hearing Nayaka mutter earlier. "You miss me?"

Nayaka smile. "Of course I miss you. Six years I haven't touched a woman. Of course I'm so thirsty for your caresses."

Delilah again grabbed that lip. "I'm the same."

Nayaka pulled her lips. "really?"

"Sister!" Delilah. "Don't talk about that while we're together."

"alright. Faster your moves."

Holding onto the back of the sofa, Delilah pumped herself up. Climb to the top of the altitude, then descend on the valley of pleasure. He gasps, but the game is not over.

Nayaka flipped positions, then took over the game again. He completed the scene they performed in a quick and delightfully unspeakable manner.

"Don't forget the pills" Nayaka said.

Delilah nodded. "I want to replace those pills with injections."

"Let me accompany you to the doctor."

"You sure you're gonna put it off first?" Delilah made sure of this once again.

"Kyomi is not close to you. If we have a child now, he'll feel excluded."

"Actually this Kyomi is down to who, anyway?"

Nayaka shook his head, Delilah was unconscious to herself. Isn't it between him and Kyomi just one number different. Delilah ten, then Kyomi eleven. Dion used to be stubborn in finding Dila. All the obstacles the man faces in order to have the woman he loves.

"I want to take a shower. You wanna come?" Nayaka offered while picking up their clothes scattered on the floor. Put them together, then put them on the couch.

Delilah spread out both her hands. "Take me, brother."

Nayaka flipped himself over, then Delilah went up on that back. "You're no longer a child."

"Didn't we do it a lot?"

Nayaka replied, "Yes ...."

"Sister, if you could repeat the past, what would you like to do?" ask Delilah.

"I don't want to know you."

"What?"

Nayaka laughs. "Because you always hurt me."

"I'm sorry." Delilah pecks her lover's innocent shoulder.

"Forget that. Don't ask any more strange questions. Now we're together."

"Geez!" Delilah patted his jidat. "We haven't called Kyomi yet. He said we should call before he goes to bed."

"Imagine his face will pout tomorrow morning."

Delilah laughed. "But my daughter is so beautiful and sweet."

"Hey, she's my daughter" Nayaka said.

"I conceived and gave birth to her." Delilah does not want to lose.

"But I made it."

Seriate