LOVE SONGS OF LOLOBATA

HYPNOTIZED

I'm not myself anymore when the heart starts pumping hot blood. It is not enough to wiggle spoiled and put a hand on his neck. Wild instinct led me to dare to unbutton his shirt so that it could suck my embarrassed face in his chest directly touching his warm skin without intermediaries. Her crisp, white, fresh-scented chest made me feel very comfortable and protected.

Her magical smile continued to work hypnotizing me. I sniffed his scented body and kissed his chest with anxiety. Bray squirms while laughing.

"Geli, Sweetheart. But it's good." The low-pitched voice was like a spell that aroused all my confidence.

She's mine. I can do whatever I want with him.

His hand felt my chest with a massaging motion that forced me to let out a loud, strengthening sound. The massage is amazingly delicious.

Serr. Blood flows quickly throughout the body, especially to the organs between the folds of the thighs that begin to feel wet. There are spoiled pulses in the organ that demand touch.

Bray raised my face. With greed he sipped my lips. Blood is flowing faster. Our breath is hunting. Hypnosis has ruined everything.

Spoiled desau-desau similar to moaning actually makes us more soluble in the pleasure of cradling. Everything happens spontaneously. Forgetting all the problems. Forgot everything. Tonight we enjoy the beauty of both of us by following the instincts that flow just like that.

Tired but delicious. We ended the struggle with sweat and fluid flooding. I keep immersing myself in his chest after the husband and wife relationship is over. Feels relieved. Justjust wonderful.

"Thank you for this lovely evening, my dear. I thought I'd wait a long time until you were ready and believed me." Bray stroked my hair with his hands and smiled.

You hypnotized me, Bray. I'm shy. Why can I be so violent demanding you do it on the couch.

"You again?"

"Now. But take a break" he said, kissing my crown.

I don't want to speak. Lose. Tonight I am his wife. I will forever be his love. It'sit's okay. Single-minded. Tonight I feel unparalleled happiness.

Bray carried me to the bed that was still neatly arranged. The smell of jasmine and sandalwood filled the room covered with bright green light.

"Darling, you really don't want a reception?" bray asked as he stroked my curly hair. Sometimes he curls a part of my hair on his index finger and then releases it with a smile.

"The perception is up to grandma, papa and mas Bray who have many colleagues. I have no friends to invite. What's the reception for?"

Bray chuckled at my innocent answer.

Her index finger now touched my lips and rubbed them from end to end. With anxiety I put his index finger in my mouth and sucked quickly and strongly like a man who was thirsty all day not getting water.

Bray chuckles.

"This one's too small, honey. It's better to suck this hula-hula ice cream" he said, showing his sister who began to tighten again behind her trousers.

I laughed with a small laugh. There was a little shame but I just ignored it.

"Wanna try? Chocolate flavor beans ijo lo. Sweet and highly nutritious."

Bray thrust his sister at me but I shook my head.

"You don't know how to eat hula-hula ice cream?"

I'm shaking.

"Tomorrow we go to the city of the district to buy ice cream hula-hula in the mini market. I'll teach you how to eat. It feels really good.you might get hooked." he said excitedly. A smile does not come off his lips.

I scrunched my forehead. Trying to think but not knowing what it means.

His hands again inched back into my chest with a gentle twisting motion. My blood warmed up. Especially when he licked and sucked the chest like he was enjoying a delicious ice cream.

"Hhmmm, chewy and tender. Kayak yupi candy." Bray smiled admiring my chest which was not that big.

It's not revealed how I felt the first night with him. Our three rounds of struggle felt exhausting. I fell asleep in his arms.

The next morning he woke me up with a kiss on his forehead.His face was fresh and glowing. I returned home from dawn prayers at the mosque just a few steps away from home.

"Wake, Honey! Shower and pray first dawn."

I stretched my tired body.

"There's warm water. You just point the water faucet to the right, which is red."

My life isn't whole yet but I nodded. Still lounging with my undressed body under the covers.

I'm nodding. Though lying. Just a little tired.

"You're being carried to the bathroom?"

"No need." I replied quickly.

Actually I'm embarrassed. I don't know where my clothes are. My hands fumbled all over the surface of the mattress around. I didn't find a piece of my clothes.

"Your face I put it all in the laundry bag." Bray rolled one eye. Turns out she knew my behavior behind the blanket.

Bray took a clean white towel from the closet and handed it to me.

"Wearing a towel is okay. Cook the same shame as your own husband."

I took the towel out of his hand timidly. The vow. I'm clumsy. The first morning with Bray seemed to be in another world. A world that is foreign to me.

I enjoy the warm water and the smell of soap that adds enthusiasm and relieves the rest of the fatigue due to a great struggle last night. After my holy return, I faced God with a longer morning prayer. There are many hopes that I want to convey. There are many requests that I want to make. May my new life be happier.

When it came out of the room, the scent of seafood fried rice had been wafting in the air. Bray had been sitting at the dining table facing 2 dishes of fried rice whose smoke was still billowing in the air. There are small pickled setoples, shrimp cracker setoples and 2 cups of fresh milk. I'm being embarrassed. Wake up later and breakfast is ready.

Bray came up to me knowing I was out of the room. He led me to sit in one of the dining chairs that there were only 2. Be like a princess.

"Breakfast! We need a lot of energy to repeat the last night."

Bray again kissed my crown before sitting back in his chair opposite me.

"Cooking yourself?"

"No. Sent the office catering person." he replied while blushing.

"Tomorrow let me cook."

"Not to force yourself. There are all dining facilities 3 times a day. Think of it as staying at a resort."

I'm nodding. I finished the delicious seafood fried rice that became my breakfast menu this morning. After eating, we washed the dishes together in the kitchen sink while joking. Suddenly Bray was like a shadow that followed me wherever I went. I wash the dishes he comes with. I brush my teeth, he does the same thing near me.

"Can't I want it again?" ask when I just finished brushing my teeth and making my bed.

"You what?"

"Overnight kayaking activities. I think I'm addicted. Your body contains drugs. Make opium."

I blushed in shame. Last night I was like I wasn't. Too wild.

"That night you were amazing." he praised as he peeked at my lips.

Just cursory. That's why I'm curious. I quickly put my hand on his neck. To prevent him from leaving. Cook just a glance. Very responsible. He must take responsibility for my blood starting to warm.

Bray again let out his magical smile. He threw my body back into the bed.

"Are you addicted too?"

I replied with a spoiled smile.

"If you know marriage is good. No more mating, will her marriage be accelerated?"

I punched his chest while blushing.

"Addiction if it is halal is not a problem. The most immediate result is having children."

Oops? Got kids? Duh, that's awful. I don't want to have kids yet. I still want to be free. Why was there no anticipation before? It all happened suddenly. Where to think about using contraception.

"Maybe my papa's prayer will soon be answered." Bray smiled cheerfully excitedly.

I'm sculpting. Regretted? Ask for contraception? It's already wet. I am free to use contraception today. Three rounds last night, how are you? If it turns out that the seeds are destined to be, inevitably I have to accept destiny for our actions.

Bray began the movement of enjoying the chewy yupi as he liked. His hand extended to the fold of the thigh. I wanted to fight because I was afraid of having children. But not power. His body has been holding me back. And the pleasure of hypnotizing again and making me forget everything.