Loving My Raised Mother

Dead lights

"No, why! kangen aja," said Fatma with the same position.

"Hem .. Don't-don't you like it? and want to hug the gini?" goda Arya while chuckling.

"Enak. No, ge'er is very." Elak Fatma while giving a kiss on the back of Arya.

"Akh .. ticklish dear." Arya's back squirmed a little amusedly.

Fatma doesn't care. He just keeps judging Arya with his naughty touch. Makes Ary jump into a position to face.

"So I'm not allowed to wear this shirt?" holding both of Fatma's shoulders.

"Can you wear a shirt to get cold?" Fatma rewinds herself to make room for Arya to put on her clothes.

Aryan's lips covered her smile. Then Arya gesgas wearing her clothes in full.

Fatma opened her cloak. He kept it on the shoulder of the chair, then crawled up to the bed.

Suddenly Arya looked at Fatma who was apparently only wearing thin lingerie. her bead eyes towards Fatma looked at her very fixed.

"Can't you? don't tease me first, fearing that my passion will go up and Aa can't do anything?" arya said with a naughty smile.

"Who is flirting? lingerie nightgowns are like this. Different from negligee and pajamas, my pajamas are wet." I'm Fatma.

"But, it's like just wearing his cape!" timpal Arya came back while rubbing her hair.

"If you want to sleep, it's hot." Fatma also felt astonished, Arya did not wear her shirt or shirt. "You yourself why are you so bare-chested, don't you tease me too?"

"No. I'm used to sleeping bare-chested like this" said Arya relaxed.

"Well, ajalah," Fatma returned as she sat on the bed, folding her legs up and smooth, especially her thighs.

Both of Aryan eyes stared intensely at Fatma who was wearing clothes lacking the material where thin again. It looks like the light that's inside.

Making his male soul increasingly struggling, especially the woman in front of him is halal for him. Then he crawled up to the wife's body. Moving cupped his hands on the face of Fatma who kept looking at him so closely.

Fatma's feelings rumbled uncharacteristically like the pounding waves crashing against the reef in the ocean.

Arya's body trembled and her breathing changed to hunt like a marathon.

Fatma's hand moved holding both of Arya's hands that were on her cheeks. The two looked at each other so deeply and softly, there seemed to be a passionate desire between the two.

Arya's gaze moved and was fixed on the red blushing lips of the beautiful woman. Then bring her face closer and put her lips together slowly.

The atmosphere is so quiet. There was only the roar of breath that blew into the skin of each face, both of them were so enjoying the touch, they were swept away in the atmosphere.

But immediately both of them sled away and rubbed their lips after sounding Rania from behind the door.

"Mr ... Rania wants bobo with Mama and papa! Rania sleepy," the voice of Rania who surprised the atmosphere of the syahdu room.

"I-yes, just a minute, baby." Fatma hurriedly came down and tidied up her clothes.

"Darling?" call Arya before laying her head on the pillow.

"Huh?" Fatma.

"Wear the robe first." Pointing a robe with his chin.

Fatma complied and grabbed the robe and put it on as she walked towards the door.

"Mama ... quarry? Rania sleepy.

"Yes, honey. Wait a minute, be patient .." reply Fatma.

Chequek!

"Sorry, Madam. Rania is going to bed with mom." Mia pretended to look down even though her eyes were looking at Arya who was lying on the bed.

"O! I'm not sure pa-pa's here sleeping with me." Fatma leads Rania inside, then closes the door again.

"Father! can Rania bobo be with you?" Rania approached Arya quickly.

Arya woke up and looked towards the child. "May darling. Bobo gih, it's night."

"okay! Rania promise. When I get back from here Rania bobo is alone again." Rania got on the bed.

Fatma knelt back on her knees after removing her robe which left her lingerie alone. "Rania wants bobo in the middle or-"

"I'm .. next to Mama." The boy put his head on the pillow.

Fatma pulled out the blanket and covered her body. He rubbed his head and kissed his forehead. Then Fatma lay in the middle of Arya and Rania.

"Read the prayer, baby! Don't forget you know," said Arya while lying on her back staring at the ceiling with breath still panting, can not control na*sunya.

"Yes, Pah .." then Rania recited a prayer to sleep.

"Aamiin .." sahut Arya and Fatma in unison.

Silent!

Arya chose daydreaming, busy with her own thoughts. While Fatma stroked Rania's hair until she fell into a deep sleep.

After making sure, if Rania had slept well.Fatma changed the position of her bed, which initially turned her back to Arya to face the man who was staring at the ceiling. His breathing was not regular.

Both of Fatma's eyes stared at the handsome face and directed her hand rubbing Arya's cheeks very gently.

Arya's bead eyes moved looking towards Fatma with a misty look. Staring fixedly, his finger removed the Fatma haircut that adorned his cheek.

"Rania is bobo?" his voice was slow and slightly trembling.

Fatma just nodded slowly, then lowered her hand to Arya's breast without cover, her finger Fatma moved and danced there.

Arya closed her eyes, trying to hold back something that was struggling. Desire that is almost peaking, who the heck is resistant to beautiful scenery and dear if it should be missed. Especially it's his right.

Fatma smiled mischievously looking at Arya's riled expression and held something back. Then Fatma shifted a little and got closer to Arya's face.

In anticipation of Rania waking up and suddenly seeing her mom and dad. Arya immediately turned off the lights for a while.

Lonely!

Only Fatma's breath swept across Arya's face, a rough breath driven by a fiery passion. Fatma's lips pierce the cheeks, forehead and stop at the lips thirsty for the gentle touch of a woman.

After a long time of face-to-face and mutual l*mat and i*ap each other very gently. Arya switched her body position to be above Fatma.

Gently his hands explored the pure white hills and he played with his lips. Men*isa* is strong so that the owner unknowingly lets out his sacred voice.

Fatma enjoyed the game that Arya gave her, without being guided. He so gently treated Fatma who had once felt trauma.

"May? how dark, Mama-Mama?" rania woke up and found the atmosphere very dark.

With a voice shaking Fatma replied. "Why baby? bobo! Mama here hugged you, baby."

"Smeister, Mama. Dark gini stuffy, lights turn on Mam, use dim lights only." Rajuk Rania who feels stuffy or stuffy ....

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