Marry handsome ustad

Is it right to do it?

...Somewhat hot so for those who are not old enough, mending in skip aja yes...

Zahra looked back at her husband, she was so curious about something. But apparently Zaki ustad was also observing his wife, he said,

"Sir, were you shampooing?" he realized that Zahra's hair was still wet.

"Hmmm!"

"Why shampooing? Usually Zahra deck is not shampooing?"

At once Zahra's gaze turned elsewhere, no longer to the handsome face of the husband.

Not visible, but I'm sure it was big.

Ustad Zaki immediately realized the direction of Zahra's gaze, lucky beside him was a small pillow he quickly placed the pillow over his lap.

"Why look here?" ask ustad Zaki later.

Zahra quickly swallowed her drink that was still inside her mouth, she did not expect that Ustad Zaki would notice the direction of her gaze.

"No, the feeling is only a few times!" Zahra immediately turned her gaze lucky when ustad Zaki was about to ask again the food order they came to make the attention of Meraka so distracted.

"Eat a lot, later insyaallah if there is time we stop by the place ym mas friends first yes!"

"Where?"

"To the pesantren."

"Then ah, Zahra don't have to come!"

"Really?"

"Hmmm!"

Ustad Zaki did not intend to force Zahra m, they finally continued eating. He did not want their mornings to be broken because he forced his will.

"Mas, about Zahra's question that was_!" Zahra recalled what she wanted to ask before the tahajud prayer.

"Oh that, don't discuss it now. I'll be home later!"

Ihhh, I love to delay. Also answer ...

"Don't it be right, have we done it?" zahra's pretty hard questions managed to attract the attention of other customers.

"No, don't be hard!" say ustad Zaki slowly while smiling at other customers.

"I'm sorry, not intentionally!"

Finally Zahra gave up, choosing to stay silent first until they completely ended her incredible morning breakfast.

"Mau makan sesuatu lagi?" tanya ustad Zaki.

"No, Zahra is full."

Ustad Zaki again waved his hand at the waiter.

"Well, how can I help you?"

"Seek the bill!"

The waiter handed a small piece of paper to Zaki's ustad, where Zaki took out his wallet and took a card from his wallet. But something seemed to have fallen to the point of making Zaki bend his body to retrieve something that fell from his wallet.

That chance Zahra used to see their breakfast bill,

Almost half a million ..., his mind when he saw the numbers lined up on the paper until he turned back his head when Zaki was back on his desk.

The waiter shifted the ATM card to the small machine and immediately returned it after the payment was completed.

"Thank you for the visit!"

"Together!"

Ustad Zaki immediately took Zahra away from the restaurant.

"Hmm?"

Zahra felt that something was strange, she did not know how much money was on the thin object that belonged to her husband. But seeing the husband paying for his food without a burden, it was really strange.

"What's wrong?" ask Zaki again when Zahra does not ask again.

"Next time we eat it on the side of the road!"

"Why?"

"Zahra is uncomfortable!"

Ustad Zaki turned to his wife and smiled, "Emmm, yes!" he answered without burden, "But if not pa pa pa!"

"Hmmm!"

Zahra chose to refocus on walking, she was still quite surprised by the food she had eaten today, she did not expect once the meal had run out so much, so much, if made to eat at street vendors can to eat several times.

Until they finally got back in the room, Zahra immediately sat on the sofa and Zaki's oustad soon followed him.

"Dec, what's wrong with you? Any issues?"

Zahra just shook her head.

Ustad Zaki brought his body closer, eroding the distance between them,

"Dad!?"

"Hmm?" Zahra turned her head but did not expect the face of the husband so close to her at this moment made her breath stifled.

"By mas_!" not done yet, Zaki asked, suddenly Zahra put her lips on the lips of Zaki.

It seemed like the lips were like a magnet that Zahra could not avoid, however hard she tried to get away she wanted to once again feel the sweet lips.

Getting the green light from his wife, Ustad Zaki immediately deepened his kiss, he pulled the nape of Zahra to make it so close.

It seemed that he had begun to wilt, he bit Zahra's lower lip to open Zahra's mouth, sucked his tongue there and passed one by one what was the hand in Zahra's mouth.

Zahra kept up with what her husband was doing, clutching tightly onto his shirt, feeling an overwhelming sensation. It's not like everything's over.

Until unconsciously now his body is under the confinement of the husband, on the sofa, it seems not only stopped on the lips because now the lips have spread to the neck of Zahra, Zahra, leave something there. Even his hands are trying to release one by one button shirt worn by Zahra until now almost open all clothes Zahra front, Zahra, slipping his face over Zahra's chest until Zahra let out a grunt to feel the overwhelming sensation. Zahra's hand kept her husband's head from moving out of place.

Like getting a breath of fresh air, he began to leave many traces on Zahra's chest, his hands no longer silent. His hands began to infiltrate the slit of the small cloth that covered the two mounds similar to the squisi, softly v* his gold, playing his hands there.

"Hhhhhmm!" once again the moaning sound of Zahra made it even more unreasonable, it did not want to end it but his sane brain was still trying to control himself so as not to open the lower part of Zahra's body, he did not want to be released.

Only a few times swiped his large part into Zahra's body without intending to finish it.

Finally feel the great pleasure, without coming into contact with each other.

"Mas, I think Zahra's wetting his bed?!" he said instantly as he felt wet at the bottom.

It turns out that who feels it is not only him, the husband also feels the same even though it is not really combat.

He immediately moved from Zahra's body and Zahra immediately ran to the bathroom.

"It's such a shame, why can I wet my bed at a time like this!" grouse Zahra while taking off her pants,

"Ehhh no, this is not a toothless. It doesn't smell either!" Zahra turned back to the door, "But that was not_, yes my pants are still intact. Only my clothes are loose!" he murmured again as he recalled what they had just done.

"Indeed, there was something hard, but not to infiltrate! Does that mean we've really done it?"

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