Look at me, Delilah

Ashraf's Appointment

"Ouch!" Nayaka rubbed his head against the roof of the car.

Delilah laughed at that, but did not dampen the desire of Nayaka who hit him.

"Where did it hit, anyway?" Delilah rubbed her husband's bumped head.

"Your turn is above. I'm sitting down, deh."

Moving position. Nayaka let out a long sigh, leaned back on the body of the chair and prepared to receive his wife's body.

"Mainin first, dear." Nayaka.

Reheating is done. Sweat was already pouring out on both of their bodies. With a shrewd look, Delilah aroused her husband.

To brush, gently rub, and then give a touch of sense of taste along the tension belongs to Nayaka.

The man held up, he had time to rest, but still felt good by the touch that Delilah gave.

"Put it in your mouth."

Delilah immediately shook her head. "You stabbed me first."

Nayaka chuckles. "Come, come in quick."

Delilah went up on Nayaka's lap. Slowly, he lowered his body until both of them sounded heavy.

"I can't move." Delilah laughed at herself.

"Slow down. I'm helping." Nayaka gripped both sides of Delilah's waist, helping his wife move in the rhythm she wanted.

One thing is certain. Nayaka was confused, why when watching an adult movie playing in the car, it felt so easy to see it? After practice, it feels difficult. The room is narrow, does not make it easier for both to freely move.

"Don't be too tight. My head will also be hit."

"We got the wrong car. Should've used that long car." Nayaka pointed at the white limousine parked neatly.

"It's already here. We make the car shake."

"Must make another baby." Nayaka hugged Delilah.

"Don't, Honey. I'm not ready."

Delilah screamed as Nayaka changed positions, then hit her from behind. If it was like this, Nayaka would definitely throw his seed inside.

"Darling!" Delilah screamed back.

However, Nayaka remained on his stand. After all, it does not carry any safety. Nayaka continues to urge his wife until the peak of the game he feels.

Nayaka gasped for breath, he pulled away, sitting down from a loss of strength. "I'm free, honey."

Delilah. "Wait another year or two, brother."

"Yes, Honey. I'll just follow." Nayaka advances the body to be able to kiss his wife's back.

"Capek," said Delilah.

"Wait a minute, and we're out."

During that time, Delilah immediately put on her clothes. Damn, I don't know where Nayaka was throwing his insides. Everything was thrown by her husband.

"Where's my camera?" Delilah was busy looking in the front seat.

"What glasses?" Nayaka frowned.

"This ...." Delilah showed hers.

"Oh, that." Nayaka pointed at the back pocket of the chair. "I'm slipping it in there."

"It can be dangerous to forget."

"Partially just ride in the car. Let it be in there. If I miss you, I can hug you." Nayaka laughed at his own words.

"Bg ...." Delilah pinched her husband's arm. "When what is the hugging driver?"

"Don't, donk."

"Eat it, I must take it," said Delilah. "Come, Honey. We're inbound. Sultry here long ago."

"I'm not wearing clothes yet. Just a minute."

After Nayaka got dressed, the two got out of the car. Anyone looking at his second appearance at the moment, already knew what the couple had just done.

"I take a shower, yes," said Nayaka.

Delilah nodded. When Nayaka had entered the bathroom, Delilah pulled the jewelry storage drawer. There, she put a pregnancy-preventing pill.

"Sister, I'm going to the kitchen for a second!" Delilah cried out, but Nayaka did not answer. "Your dressing clothes are ready." Delilah is back.

Arriving in the kitchen room, Delilah quickly took her medicine. At that time, he had the opportunity to reply to a message from Ashraf.

"This man is very aggressive" muttered Delilah.

In fact, Ashraf called him. Delilah panicked, quickly looking for a quiet place to pick up the call.

Delilah cleared. With determination, he shifted the green button. "Yes, hello."

"Hi, Delilah."

"Yes, what are you calling me?" ask Delilah for pleasantries.

"I don't know myself. I just wanted to call."

Delilah chuckles. "You don't know why?"

"Maybe it's my heart."

"Your heart?" delilah continued to make the answer a question so that this conversation continued.

"Yes, my heart wants you."

"Basic man!" Delilah laughed as she said that.

"No, Baby. This is really my heart."

"Yes, I believe you."

"Lunch together?" Ashraf.

"Is this a date invitation?"

"I honestly want you to take it that way."

"alright. Tomorrow afternoon we meet."

Phone turned off. Delilah cried out in excitement, but a second later, she closed her lips. Not knowing why, there was a flowery taste in his mind. Dating with a sultan. You can imagine how it feels.

"You're here?"

Delilah was shocked that there was a Nayaka. "Darling, you're so surprised."

"What are you doing here?"

"I picked up the phone."

"From who?"

"Friends. We'll make lunch together tomorrow."

Nayaka nodded in understanding. "I want to see Kyomi. You go take a shower."

Delilah smiled. "Yes, honey."

Just barely. Delilah gave thanks in her heart as Nayaka passed from her presence to Kyomi's room.

"It's a good thing you didn't hear me" he murmured.

When Delilah finished cleaning up, Nayaka apparently fell asleep. Unlike usual, the man went to bed first. It may also be because of their activity in the car.

As if given a chance. Delilah sent a message back to her new friend. The man who was in the other house, so excited to get the message that was awaited from earlier, even though the two had talked on the phone.

Each tells the likes, habits, to things that tempt, but Delilah considers it a joke.

Including when Ashraf asked Delilah to send a photo, and he obeyed with reciprocity of course.

Ashraf sent me a selfie portrait. The man is sexy with a pajama that is intentionally not dikanking. Delilah had guessed, if the body was so tempting to the eyes. You can imagine if the body was on it.

Ashraf got a picture of Delilah wearing a night-time night-night dress. The more infatuated the man found the body nanuhai. Each of them deleted the photos they had sent in order to keep a relationship just starting.

I don't know the name of the relationship. Said friend, seems to have just known. A boyfriend? Absolutely impossible. Perhaps more precisely, as a couple who wanted to try playing with fire.

Until the early hours of the morning, Delilah did not feel drowsiness. He chatted with each other with Ashraf. Their chatter connect. For Delilah, Ashraf is very cool and open.

Suddenly Nayaka coughed in her sleep. The man squirms, but the cough still hurts him. Quickly, Delilah hid her phone under the pillow.

"Darling!"

Nayaka waking. "Cock, cough, anyway? Not sleeping?"

"I did, but I woke up too. Wait here, let me get some warm water."

"Let me. You go to sleep" said Nayaka, who then got out of bed, walking out of the room.

Seriate