
"Assalamualaikum, baby!" Ammar took out his wheelchair to get closer to Aini, who was changing clothes to her two babies.
"Astagfirullah, Mum! Just ngagetin, how fast is it?" Aini is shocked by Ammar's return from his office.
"Kangen!" Ammar pulled Aini into his lap.
"Mas, your legs haven't healed yet! If I sit in your arms .. If you have a wheelchair you are broken!" sela Aini who wants to wake up from Ammar's lap.
"It's strong enough for both of us, you want proof?" Ammar's voice was quite raucous as he continuously kissed his wife's cheek.
"Eh, Aini prepare the hot water first yes, Mas." Aini began to know the direction of Ammar's conversation immediately released a hug from Ammar.
"Sstt ... Where are you going? Here first, I still want to be spoiled with you." Ammar started to get inside Aini's veil.
"Ah, Mother!" lamented Aini as her husband took a sip of the fragrant white neck.
"Can, huh? I promise to slow down." Ammar's hands began to be active again to touch something that had become the patent of both babies.
"Cm-Ah ... My mother!" the voice that Ammar longed for escaped the sweet lips of his wife.
"Emm?" asked Ammar who was still busy kissing his wife's fragrant neck.
"It wants permission to boboin the little one first yes, Mas! Kasian wants to suck on her." Aini was so nervous on the day that a wife should be ready to serve her husband's biological needs after the completion of her puerperium.
"Yes, I've." Ammar took a rough breath.
"Mas, mad?" asked Aini who saw there was disappointment in the look on her husband's face.
"So, it's already there! Take a shower first." Ammar helped Aini to stand up from his lap.
Looking at Ammar's disappointed attitude, there was regret in Aini's heart as a wife.
'What's my fear attitude, huh?' aini's inner voice as she breastfeeds her child
'But how is dong? Still not ready .. ok, Aini .. you can certainly do it, Mas Ammar said it would be slow to do it, but it has been a few months, Mas Ammar has not been able to ration! What if out of control?Ouch .. believe me, ' the war of inner conflict Aini.
A few minutes later, both babies fell asleep in the crib. Aini took a deep breath and started to go inside the bathroom intending to help her husband.
"Mass?" Aini saw Ammar was soaking in the Bathtub with his eyes closed.
Aini ventured to take a body scrub with soap and then slowly Aini's finger landed on Ammar's chest skin from behind.
"Geez, Aini's just surprised!" ammar protested while he was meditating to win the junior.
"I'm sorry" whispered Aini in Ammar's ear and then kissed Ammar's cheek.
"Khan and Khansa are asleep?" ask Ammar who did not respond to Aini's apology.
"It." Aini began rubbing her husband's back gently and then moved towards Ammar's head to rub or massage her husband's head with a technique that makes Ammar feel relaxed.
As Aini massaged Ammar's head and saw her husband's closed eyes enjoying every touch of her, Aini began to kiss Ammar on the forehead.
One kiss managed to provoke a surge of Ammar's patience to resist his lust, Ammar immediately opened his eyes and pulled Aini's face to get closer to him and kissed Aini's lips by hunting.
"Come closer" asked Ammar after letting go of his kiss.
There was a little doubt in Aini, until Aini finally ventured to dismiss her fear and went into the same bathtub with her husband.
Aini began taking the initiative to take off her own clothes in front of Ammar, covering up the embarrassment by bowing her face and closing both her quisies using both hands.
Ammar smiled happily when he got the green light from the wife, finally being waited for by Ammar from several months, he could feel the scenery that Ammar had long missed.
"Let's go, I'll see!" pinta Ammar lowered Aini's hands slowly.
So clearly Ammar remembers that when a man arises a sense of turmoil in him when he sees the body of another woman. Go home, see your wife, because what's in that woman is in your wife.
Remembering that. Ammar smiled satisfied to see that in front of his eyes more halal, healthy and hygienic. Without hesitation began to hold Aini's chin so that his wife could look towards him.
Aini saw the look on the face of the husband who smiled at her, Aini also smiled and took the initiative to kiss her husband's lips first.
Having the first attack from his wife, Ammar looks at Aini's eyes, nose very close, and then drowns in the game that Aini gave.
Slowly Ammar closed his eyes and retaliated against every attack Aini gave. The struggle of the lips and tongue between two lovebirds who have been in a romantic hangover is so desperate, making a quiet bathroom room become crowded with a sound from the sound of the pangutan both lips.
Ammar's hand, which was no longer controlled, had gone around the buana tracing every inch on his wife's body without any satisfaction.
"Near." Ammar orders his wife with a hunting voice.
"Mas, Aini's scared!" Aini expressed her feelings that she had been afraid of.
"Don't be afraid, we do it slowly." Ammar rubbed Aini's cheek to convince his wife.
Seeing a slow nod from his wife Ammar kissed Aini's lips to arouse fear in his wife and directed the wife's body so that the junior could enter the cage.
"Aakkhhhh ..." Ammar shouted as the junior entered slowly.
"Nrank ...." Followed by the melodious voice of his wife when the junior belonging to the husband entered so perfectly.
"Did it hurt?" ammar asked attentively to his wife before continuing the next step.
Aini shook her head in embarrassment as a sign of her fear had all this time disappeared and was replaced with an extraordinary taste.
"Mas, will you?" Ammar asked permission first before starting a movement.
"Ehhm." replied Aini with a nod accompanied by embarrassment.
Gaining the approval of his wife Ammar began to move his hips slowly with Aini still sitting on top of his junior, assisted by Aini who raised his body to get unparalleled friction.
"Good job, honey." Ammar immediately devoured the object he had been missing for months and now had to share it with his two children.
"I miss you, honey ... I miss you." Ammar was able to kiss Aini's lips greedily while squeezing the view of the mountain that he was seeing fully.
"Did you miss me too?" ask Ammar when he saw the look on his wife's face so enjoy the game in the bathtub
"Ah .. ah, yea ..." rumored Aini who was not too focused on Ammar's question.
Ammar's smile grew even more when he heard the answer from his wife, Ammar immediately provided comfort as comfortable as possible for his wife in the cold-cold but hot game they did in the afternoon.
A few hours later, after they had done friction, vibration and heat struggle in the bathtub, Ammar finally reached the summit point of his monkhood, with a deep glance. Ammar relieved the long voice that accompanied the prayer.
"Acst ...." Followed by Aini who had reached the breaking point with her husband and then hugged Ammar when his energy was drained.
Ammar smiled with satisfaction and kissed his wife's head while rubbing Aini's hair that had begun to long when the wife fell into his arms with a state of weakness.
In the rest of his desire is still limp, Ammar pulverized Aini's lips as a cover dissertation game that has ended.
Seriate...
Hohoho, it's hot today....
Sorry if the part wasn't so satisfying.
Oh yes, Author wants to remind you, without any bad intentions to offend any party and anyone in the scene in the husband and wife part this time.
Thank you to the readers who have been deigned to wait for the story of Aini to Up.😘