Marriage Contract Letter

Time-stalling

Lazily, Ibra got down and walked towards the door. Although the heart is angry. "Ck. Just disturb people."

Blake it!

The door is wide open. Zayn grinned at Ibra wearing a towel around his waist. Ibra's eyes stared intently as if he wanted to pounce on the one before him.

"Sorry Boss is disturbing?"

"Have known to be annoying, still done too." Ketus Ibra's. With his hands folded in front of his chest.

"Ha ha ha .. sorry Boss, sorry. there is something I want to talk about work," said Zayn accompanied by a laugh.

"What?"

"Will you talk here?" Zayn frowned. His eyes went inward.

"All right, wait a minute in my study. Ask Susi for a warm drink or who. I'll put on some clothes first.

Brug!

Ibra shut the door that almost swept Zayn's nose if he didn't take a few steps back immediately. Zayn.

Ibra's wide steps approached the bed. Take her clothes. "Darling?" Ibra's eyes search for the wife's whereabouts.

"What's wrong?" sound Barrels that appear from the bathroom.

"I have something to talk to Zayn about in the study."

"Oh," he muttered Laras as he took a few steps closer to Ibra and helped get dressed.

"If you need something, call your brother to the workspace?" ibra's hand stroked the smooth Laras cheek.

"I'm just gonna take a break, tired." Looking at my husband.

Both sets of their eyes looked at each other with deep gazes. Ibra cupped both hands on the face of the wife and lowered her face to be able to catch the lips of Laras who always blushed naturally. For a moment his face was locked there.

Silent!

All that was heard was the sound of the hunting breath. Breathing like running a marathon. Ibra's lips continued to sweep the surface even to the depths.

Slowly the palm of the Barrel Barrel pushed down Ibra's chest. "Zayn waits for pity."

"Em .." Then Jari Ibra rubbed the wet lips of Laras. Then rubbed his lips, seconds later brought his steps out of the room leaving Laras there.

Netra Laras' eyes stared at Ibra's back until it was lost behind the door. Then lay himself on the bed. Previously saw a baby boy who fell asleep.

In the next room. Zayn and Ibra talked very seriously about something very important.

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In the low flowers of Dian, the happy couple was in the room. Change clothes. Ferdi was playing on the floor with his toys.

Dian replaced her dress with a slightly thin nightgown. Anywhere wearing pajamas. Dian had wanted to wear lingerie but Permana prevented it with a bad reason to see Ferdi. The boy did not want to be far from his father.

Ferdi asks bobo near mama Dian. Don't want bobo himself he said. Permana hugged Dian tightly and landed her kiss on the wife's forehead and cheeks. Dian also aggressively reciprocated Permana treatment, uniting the lips of the two who were long thirsty with caresses and touches. Especially with love.

The two henchmen making out in Wardrobe. "How about Ferdi?" dian looked anxiously at the husband.

The jewel dragged the wife to the Wardrobe door. He slowly locks the child unsuspecting, then proceeds to fondle the wife gently and passionately. Feel the blood rushing warm all over the body.

Desire rose, their bodies trembling full of desire. The two continue to flirt with each other to raise their respective libidos.

Then his fingers danced on a hill that had not been touched by tourists for a long time. The hill is beautiful and still awake has not come down the engine because. He was playing at his favorite place.

Dian is increasingly enjoying the different Permana players from Ibra first. Permana is more skillful pampering Dian so that not to the point that Dian is made to float, has been very enjoying and will certainly always be addicted to the touch of her new husband.

"Will do it here anyway?" whispered Dian who already felt unable to bear it.

The man glanced towards the sofa. He carried Dian and took her there. Manufacture lay and directly continue his fondling. To the extent that Dian looks like he really wants her. Permana's lips smiled happily at the expression of the wife, her movements as if asking for more.

Both of them opened their body coverings. So the second is completely plain.

Dian bit her lower lip when she saw the scenery that was very exciting for her. Dian's passion is almost at its peak. But Permana even seemed to buy time and make Dian tortured.

"Darling?" call Dian with a trembling voice.

"Yes, baby! why?" whispered Permana no less vibrating his voice. His breath swept across Dian's side neck which closed her eyes. Dian's breathing was not bad, her chest went up and down and her heart was pounding so hard.

Dian was a little disappointed with Permana's attitude of stalling. But gently he continued to fondle Dian, and in the end Permana issued the last move. Pampering his heirloom objects in the valley of honey that was waiting at the visit.

Finally Dian smiled with satisfaction.Taste the heirloom of Permana enter sneak into his heavenly cave. D****** and to****** from both of them are mutually unpretentious. Signs of enjoying each other.

They continue to enjoy a great struggle on the sofa in the Wardrobe. Until the sweat adorned all over his body bathed in light. Want to do it in the room, not possible because there is Ferdi playing. Finally there is a chance to play in this wardrobe. Permana continue to enjoy the prey that is in sight.

The henchman Ferdi plays with all his toys, feeling lonely and looking for his father and mother who are invisible from a long time ago. But he remembered the last time he saw papa and his mother enter the wardrobe.

The boy walked closer to the door. He turned his handle but locked, then put his ear he stick on the door leaf. He was surprised to find no voices of his father and mother, but there was a small moaning and de.

"Papa, Mama?" call the boy to call his parents.

Who were in the wardrobe, so engrossed with their powerful game. heated up and excited, until there was no sound of Ferdi calling his father and mother. In the end, Ferdi's voice was heard and getting louder.

Dian turned to the source of the voice. "Honey. Ferdi's looking for us."

"Let's just love. Again giggling." Permana does not care because again the giggles. Feel delicious. Or to the top.

Ferdi kept calling and the boy was convinced that his father and mother had entered the wardrobe so he kept knocking and calling from behind the door.

"Akh .. tired." Permana releases her shackles while giving a friendly kiss on Dian's forehead.

Dian's lips were satisfied very satisfied. With the game just now, hearing Ferdi's voice kept calling. Dian immediately picked up her clothes that were splattered on the floor, after wearing them neatly Dian intended to approach the door to open it.

"Wait baby, I'm not yet" Grunted Permana while wearing her clothes.

Then Dian opened the door after the husband neatly dressed. "Honey. Mama's here," while opening the door.

"Thus long. What are you guys doing there?" the boy looked at Dian and his papa was astonished.

"Em, we .. just have a chat," Dian replied with a smile. Everywhere smiled at the boy.

"Chat, really. Long and no sound? to the point of not hearing my voice."

"Oh, listen, baby. Listen, you just don't hear Papa's voice. Yeah, right, Mam?" look at Dian. Dian immediately responded with a nod and a smile.

"We talked and fell asleep on the couch." Permana.

The boy was stunned, his eyes staring intensely at his parents as if searching for the real truth. Especially with the moaning voice earlier made him curious ....

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