Loving My Raised Mother

Occasions

"We're eating yu first?" take Arya while staring at her dinner.

Rania's intense gaze on the mother, finally asked. "Mom, Mama why is it sick?"

"Huh?" Fatma looked up at her daughter she was grooming.

"Ec ... Mama just ... just tired just love." Elak Fatma, he's actually nervous. Feeling uncomfortable with feeling something wet and ready to play goals but must be paused by the situation and conditions.

"Oh, don't get tired of dong, Mam. Oma said also must be good at maintaining health! moreover, Mama is pregnant with baby adek," said Rania smartly.

"Oh, yes unfortunately Mama ... Mama will take care of your health for all of you!" said Fatma while rubbing the cheek of Rania who had just been in the powder bed.

"Should dong, Mam .. let everything be healthy." Rania is back.

"Come, who wants to eat? Papa is hungry" said Arya, looking at his wife and son.

Arya was not comfortable with this sitting position. Something that feels tense makes it not good to sit.

Fatma and Rania approached. He sat down near Arya.

"Mam wants? but you want to bribe Pap?" sahut Fatma while opening her mouth directed at Arya and immediately Arya feeds her.

"Yes ... Mama is spoiled dear," said Arya to Rania who laughed to see her mother who asked for a bribe.

"Current. Mama is spoiled, you will not have hands." Rania said while stirring her meal.

"He'em, Rania is also often bribed. Rania doesn't have dong's hand." Elak Fatma opened her mouth again.

"Rania was a child, Mama. But if you're old and have kids, Rania." I take Rania while eating, who previously read the prayer.

"Rania is very smart. But let it be, maybe this is a baby carrier who wants to be spoiled by Papa too." Timpal Arya while feeding Fatma.

The little girl gawked. "So little adek envy yes Rania who often asked Papa and Mama?"

"It can be." Arya nodded her head slowly.

And so does Fatma who chews. Nodding while opening his mouth. "Yet again."

Arya continues to feed her wife, Fatma eats from her hands. Occasionally feed themselves. In a short time the meal was over.

"Alhamdulillah .. eat it up." Rania rubbed her face, then picked up the trash put into place.

Continue to see isya. Ending with various prayers offered by Arya ended with Rania's prayer that remained unchanged, namely asking for a cute baby boy, handsome and adorable.

After that they watched television together on the sofa. Rania sleeps in the lap of the mother. While snacking.

Arya brews bumil milk. Make it stronger, healthier and reduce nausea.

"This is honey, the milk? drunk still warm." Arya keeps it on Fatma's front desk.

"Thank you, Aa ..." Fatma showed me her clean white teeth.

"Together." Arya sat herself down on the sofa next to Fatma. His hand slipped behind Fatma's back embracing her waist.

Rania gets up and down. "Rania thirsty." Walk towards the refrigerator.

Arya kissed Fatma's cheek just as Rania stood the dean of the refrigerator.

They were both restless and wanted the boy to go to sleep. It's not strong to hold back any longer.

"Why?" tanya Fatma glanced at the husband who was holding her hand tightly.

Arya shakes. "No strong, baby!" aryan's voice was so close to Fatma's ear.

Fatma's sad look at Arya who looked lousy. Not heart! but how does his sikon that has not been possible. Cup! a warm kiss landed on Arya's cheek.

"Mom, ah ... Rania's fullness. Mostly eat this, Mama would you please wipe Rania's back?" the boy lay back on Fatma's lap.

Fatma's hand rubbed Rania's back, just as she had asked.

"Had drank? Dear rania!" arya asked as she rubbed Rania's head.

Rania's eyelids closed again. Making Arya's lips smile and close to the cheek of the wife kissing him friendly, it feels impatient to see the prospective baby who has been in the past few days not in love with vitamins anymore.

To grow stronger and healthier. A small kiss kept Arya releasing on the neck and shoulders of Fatma.

Fatma's head turned his head while saying very slowly. "Later on, Rania hasn't had a good time."

"Yes dear." Arya muttered but still her mischievous lips softly pierced her body part Fatma.

"Darling, move yu? bobo's in bed." Fatma's voice was grimacing. Rania's deep level of sleep is just murmuring Hem.

Cup! Fatma kissed Rania's forehead which quickly slept well until it did not budge.

Once sure, the boy was already sound. Arya moved and moved her to the bed. Fatma followed to cover him.

Arya replaced the lights with dim ones, opening her t-shirt and trousers. Back to the long sofa, do not forget to take the blanket there. Her heart was already flowery, finally Rania slept as well.

So that gives mama, her father a chance to be alone. And let go of the longing that from yesterday mounts.

While Fatma went to the bathroom to urinate and changed clothes with lingerie.

Then back to the room, wearing clothes that are very tempting the opposite sex, for Arya anyway let alone see the wife who is dressed seductively, making herself very passionate. Even wearing polite clothes was very tempting to her.

Arya's netra was fixed on the body of the wife who was wearing black lingerie, walking over to her. Quickly turn off the lights.

Arya's hand grabbed Fatma's hand and invited her to the sofa. Fatma's body is in a seat on her lap. Aryan's other hand locked Fatma's waist so as not to fall. And the other guerrilla to his favorite places.

Likewise, both hands of Fatma embrace the shoulder of Arya with a strong fear of falling from the thigh of Arya, their faces together to kiss each other and enjoy a chewy object that always makes opium.

In the darkness, and a quiet, desolate place. They both love each other, Arya does not want to waste the opportunity again.

With a passionate desire. He immediately fondled the wife with soft and friendly, touch after touch Arya released made Fatma feel high.

His heart Fatma was beating very fast. Breathing heavily. The blood that flowed so heavily all over his body

The hunting breath sounded rough, the chest continued to thump. Up and down.

His body Arya continues to drag Fatma's body, so it plunged backward. And Aryan's body followed, Fatma's body retreated backward, reaching for something high. In her spirit, Arya m*****s thus provoking strange noises from Fatma's mouth.

The little groan from Fatma sounded so melodious in Arya's ears, adding that she was getting more and more excited to let go of her previously stifled desire.

Fatma bit her lower lip, so as not to let out a voice that made her feel ashamed of herself.

Hearing no more voices from the wife made Arya mutter. "Let go, baby? let go, I like it."

But Fatma still held back so as not to make a sound, let alone loud. Afraid of disturbing Rania's sleep and eventually disturbing their fun, right berabe!

Arya continues to launch the action, entering the ball into the goal that is ready to receive the ball from Arya.

In some time. Arya has several times entered his goals, so it raises his own satisfaction for his players.

Fatma's hand tightly hugged Arya's shoulder, sometimes slightly gripping her back, when Arya jumped up in excitement, occasionally sipping the water in front of her was full of pleasure.

Original water from a very reliable source, and its usefulness can not be doubted for the connoisseur.

The sweat of both of them was very heavy. As a result of making a break some time and drought like drought, when given rain, is very flooded.

Fatma felt several releases that made her feel very happy. Finally Arya looked at the existence of the baby candidate. And give vitamins.

The quiet and silent atmosphere, makes them free to do all the styles of lovemaking according to the imagination of both. But stay within the existing norm.

For about two hours, Arya and Fatma expressed their desire, and several times felt the peak. To bring it to the beautiful realm of nirvana is very difficult to express with anything.

Finally they feel tired, then finish the game, ended with a friendly kiss on the forehead of the wife ....

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