Loving My Raised Mother

Wants it tonight

Arya and Fatma are in her hotel room. Rania who asked bobo with her mother, continued to whine.

"Mam, Rania can Bobo here huh? little ... aja. Can ya?" Rajuk Rania kissing the cheek of the mother.

Arya who was sitting on the sofa turned her head. "Can. What's a little darling?"

"Evening, Aa. Meaning a little of it last night." Fatma glanced at her husband.

"Ooh .. can." Arya said, although a little disappointed in her plan tonight to be able to combine love, it has been a few days this little one but the benefits are not spoiled by the owner.

But even so Arya is sure there must be a chance, even though Rania sleeps here as well. Arya's brain starts traveling, feral fun. If not in bed can be on this long sofa. If necessary in the bathroom, the important thing is channeled his desire.

"If Rania bobo is here. Aunty herself dong her bobo? kasian how scared will he be? Fatma persuaded Rania not to bother her tonight.

"No pa-pa, aunty is already big, Mama .." he replied Rania while sleeping on the lap of the mother.

"Em ... What if tomorrow is a jabo with Mama? not now-"

"No want! he wants tonight, not tomorrow." Rania got up and folded her hands on her chest in a cold tone.

"Darling ... just let it go why the hell?" arya's voice from the sofa.

"Papa? why anyway? Mama can't Rania bobo here?" rania's eyes were on Arya.

"don't know. You can," Arya replied back.

Fatma's gaze was directed towards Arya. "Oh, he said he wanted to be spoiled? but what the hell else? no problem, pity rania." Inner Fatma, then turned her gaze towards Rania.

"May dear, may." The word Fatma made Rania clap her hands happily.

"Is it bobo yu?" Fatma lay down and pulled the blanket.

Before lying down, Rania turned her head towards Arya. "Papa? bobo?"

"Papa's not sleepy yet, want to watch television for a while." Arya turned a glance then directed her gaze to the television back.

The child lay down near the mother, into her arms. Fatma hugged tightly by continuing to stroke her hair, Fatma recited the story until Rania fell asleep. But do not forget to read the prayer first.

Slowly Fatma woke up very carefully. Down set both feet on the floor, which had previously kissed Rania on the forehead.

Before walking, Fatma replaced the lights become dim. Then he came to the husband who was on the sofa.

With a resplendent step, Fatma's hand opened her kimono which was left with only red lingerie.

Netra Arya who stared at the wife many times swallowed her saliva. So beautiful is the sculpture that God created for him.

Arya's gaze became more intense and caused something strange, the passion that had been there was increasingly stirred up envelop him.

Fatma's increasingly seductive behavior let alone see the husband who has been shrouded in a fog of desire that is increasingly thick want to immediately swim in sagara love.

Drowning himself in the valley of honey makes all normal humans want to feel it.

Sailing in the sea of love. Oscillating in matchless enjoyment.

Fatma sat on Arya's open thigh. Clown both hands around Arya's neck as well as a sad look. Next Arya fondled the wife gently.

Their love does not have to be on the bed, on the sofa so. Armed with a thick blanket, both of them combined love on the long sofa in the room.

Rania sleeps in Fatma's bed very well. So that the ones on the sofa still the henchmen make a junior Arya dough that will be born very funny.

The late night and the atmosphere is increasingly shahdu, adding to the increasingly playful game they both wake up, loving and loving.

Early in the morning they both woke up and rushed to clean themselves.

So that Rania woke up later, both of them were clean and finished doing dawn.

"Which, breakfast is percent? lazy down. Tired," said Fatma while embracing the shoulder of Arya who was sitting in a chair facing a large window.

"anything. It's up to my dear" said Arya, holding the hand of Fatma who hugged her from behind.

Both of them stared at the sea whose waves looked calm. The birds chirped to welcome the cheerful morning to the Surya who would warm the inhabitants of the earth.

Rania opened both eyes and squinted her sweeping through every corner of the space. Looking for the whereabouts of my mother.

The boy wriggled deliciously and tightened his blanket.Close his eyes again, Feeling the cold this morning.

Fatma called the receptionist to bring breakfast to the room.

"So you want to be in the room? don't want to enjoy nature!" arya asked looking at the wife.

"Em .. is not rich. Want to stay in the room for today, if Aa wants to walk? be able. Let me be here alone." Fatma said softly while sitting on the lap of the husband.

Arya's hand was holding her waist so as not to fall. "If dear does not want to go out, Aa also does not want ah. Time ... in love again."

"Any love? geres mulu his mind. Nothing else what?" Fatma mesem while shaking her head.

"There's another one. Pijitin dong, last night very aggressive and make love, Aa gales want to go on and on." Arya smirked in satisfaction.

"Where's the breakfast? haven't come?" Fatma diverted the conversation.

"Dear habits, love to switch the conversation?" aryan's finger pinched Fatma's nose in a fit of anxiety.

Fatma put her lips together, making a look.

"Males ah discuss it mulu! mending niggling what a cake." Fatma is leaving, but geph! arya's hand caught and pulled him making Fatma's butt fall back on Arya's lap.

Make Fatma's heart gasp and afraid of falling to the floor. Though his waist was immediately caught Arya, both pairs of their eyes were fixed. Arya lands a kiss on Fatma's lips as a morning kiss.

"Mama, Papa? what are?" rania's voice shocked both of them.

Making Fatma jump up. Standing up while rubbing her wet lips. Then the body turned to look at Rania who was awake, sitting winking her eyes that might still be sleepy.

"Dear you're awake? how's the boobo good?" fatma's steps closer to the bed.

Arya puffed her cheek and made a mess towards Rania. "Good is nothing more than that, if it's even more than that! can be berabe. Why do you like not being able to?" Aryan's inner self-monologized while patting his lips.

"Yenya. It's so good Rania Bobonya. Oya, how come last night Mama was equally papa not beside Rania anyway? where's bobo?" ask the boy with a surprised look.

A moment Fatma and Arya threw eyes at each other, then Fatma said. "Em ... Last night? maybe Mama's going to the bathroom and Dad's too. Oh, my love to the bathroom."

The boy was silent to remember last night ....