Love Comes Because of the Unaccustomed

Do what is asked

" My body does not taste good, right??? How strange gini... Not very comfortable. " murmured Paris while rubbing - rubbed his nape. He also walked around in the room. As for Agam, he was in the bathroom cleaning himself.

" gr... Where's hot again. Said the presidential suite. But how does AC not feel gini? " paris grumbled again as he shook his right hand in front of his face.

Then he walked up to the nightstand, picked up the AC remote. It shrinks its temperature until it stays 18 ° C.

" Nah, a little bit light. Maybe the AC machine is going to break. Let me tell you Agam. Let him tell his manager. This is if someone stays there will surely give an ugly assessment to this grandfather's hotel " said Paris while sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for Agam to come out of the bathroom.

But soon, Paris became more and more agitated. His body was getting hotter and stranger.

" It's getting hotter, gini anyway. The more strange it also feels my body. " murmured Paris while stroking his neck. Even his hand was stroking his entire body that felt like being touched.

" Is it because the dress I'm wearing is too tight? Ah, I open it aja deh. "he said, then he raised his lower dress up above the thigh so that the smooth thigh looks white.

" Aahh.... Why does my body feel like it wants to be touched gini anyway?? " sigh Paris. His hands were looking everywhere. He also squeezed his own twin mountains.

" Ahhhh.

Maddened. It's insanity. What happened to my body? ask Paris in your heart.

Now his hand grabbed the zipper that was on his back. Only halfway through did she unzip the dress she was wearing, she was startled by the sound of the door opening from the inside.

Chequelek

Paris did not continue to open her zipper, and raised her head to look towards the bathroom. His body felt even more strange when he saw the beautiful scenery in front of the bathroom door. Agam stood up wearing only shorts and bare-chested in front of the bathroom door while closing the bathroom door.

Paris looked deeply at the beautiful scene without blinking. Agam arrived to be surprised when he twisted his gaze and his neutrals met with his wife's two blue neutrals. The blue netra looked at him like an item scanner.

Paris stared at Agam's entire body from top to bottom, then back to top. Paris was also seen swallowing her saliva violently, and her face was reddened. Seeing the strangeness that happened to his wife, Agam walked over.

" Paris, what's wrong with you? " tanya Agam a little resuscitated Paris.

Paris looked at Agam's face. Her gaze was focused on the chest of the field belonging to her husband, also under the belly of her husband.

" i.... L'm.... " Paris is speechless. He again swallowed his saliva violently when the scent of musk began to smell from Indra's smell. The aroma that makes his body feel more heated like there is something he wants to remove from the inside. Agam was nearby. He stretched out his hand to check Paris' forehead.

Paris looked back at Agam with a gaze that was difficult to understand by Agam.

" Dear.". "call Agam while frowning because after he checks, Paris' body temperature is normal - normal.

The call 'Darling' that Agam spoke was heard in Paris' ears.

Grep.... Cup....

Paris directly smashed himself into Agam, draped his hands into Agam's neck, and his left hand even pressed down on Agam's nape. Paris kissed and******* Agam's lips very fiercely.

Agam who was not ready and did not know if his wife would do such a thing, was so surprised that he just kept petrifying while glaring his eyes wide. Even his two hands were still floating in the air as it held his body so that his body would not lunge backwards.

What the fuck? ask Agam in heart while frowning.

After running out of oxygen, Paris removed her lips from Agam's. The two couples stared at each other. Paris' chest was seen rising and falling as it held the heat in its body and as it held its breath for a considerable duration.

As her eyes looked into Agam's eyes, Paris' hands did not remain silent. With her lentic fingers, she began to walk down the bare chest of her husband's. And of course, a very precise lure. Agam's body also began to heat up. But his common sense still works. Agam grabbed both hands of Paris who could not stand still.

" Paris, don't provoke something that will make you angry with me later" said Agam.

" I will not be angry." whispered Paris exactly in Agam's ear. The breath of Paris in Agam's ear, making Agam even more impervious.

He then held Paris on both shoulders, and kept Paris' body away from her. He shook his head.

" You better take a shower. Night hunt. You can catch a cold "said Agam flatly as he turned his body and walked away from Paris.

Seeing the treatment and attitude of Agam who rejected it, made Paris increasingly anxious and could not bear to invite her husband was struggling on the bed. His body was getting hotter and more agitated. Her body was so badly touched by her husband.

Paris opened all zippers of her dress that she just opened half. Then she walked up to Agam in a dress that slumped her arm. Paris hugged Agam's body from behind as Agam was about to wear his shirt.

" I want it. " said Paris with a raucous voice because it held the passion from earlier.

Speech that made Agam again surprised. He stopped the action that would put the collar of the shirt on his neck.

" I want you to touch my body" said Paris again because her husband was silent.

Oh my... What gift is this wretched?? ask the heart of Agam.

Agam took off Paris' hand which was on his chest, then he twisted his body to face Paris.

" What are you saying, Paris? " asked Agam while looking intently into Paris' eyes.

Paris bit her lower lip while returning her husband's gaze.

" I want you to touch my body" she replied.

" Paris, are you aware of what you're saying? " ask Agam back. And Paris nodded.

I remember what Daddy Bryan said downstairs. ' Daddy said, do it and follow everything your wife asked, okay? Don't ever try to resist if you want to be my daughter's husband forever'

Is this what Daddy meant? Is Daddy planning something? ask Agam in my heart.

" Paris, are you sure? " ask Agam, and Paris nodded.

" Aren't you going to be mad at me tomorrow morning? " ask again. And again, Paris shook her head.

" You won't regret it? " ask Agam back.

Upset and impatient because Agam kept talking and asking, Paris took the initiative to reach Agam's nape and kiss her husband's lips. Paris ******* sexy lips Agam fiercely. And what is the power of Agam who is also a normal man. He did not waste the opportunity to feel how delicious and beautiful the wedding night was even though the wedding had passed from one year ago.

Agam replied to Paris luma-tan with no less great. He grabbed the nape of his wife while leading Paris to the bed that was somehow at whose request, the bed was decorated in such a way as a wedding bed.

Agam wrapped Paris' body underneath without removing the pagutannya. His hands - did not remain silent. He grabs, touches everything Paris wants and wants to touch. And what happened should have happened between them a year ago.

The voice of era-ngan and villages of the two human beings were mutually seaborne. And finally a shout from the two was heard when Agam began to enter what must be entered immediately to perfect their status.

Paris screamed in pain in his lower area as a blunt but large object barged in. Agam screamed in pain as Paris slammed his arm with his long fingernails. But after a few minutes, the shout turned into a village-han again. And finally there was a shout reaching the peak reached by the two.

Bathed in sweat, Agam shifted his body to the side of the wife's body which had been limp helplessly after their long session. He grabbed Paris' body and hugged her tightly after she had previously kissed him on the forehead.

What will happen tomorrow, let's just think about it and face it. What matters now, he has completely become mine, Agam said with a satisfied smile.