Marrying Surrogate Mother Tanteku

A torturous night

Bae and Arham leave the Dusk house at Aleandro's pick-up. Tension is back. Tension for Darren of course, Dusk looks ordinary.

After turning on the tv and playing the desired movie, Dusk sat leaning on his bed leisurely. One hand held a bowl of white dragon fruit.

Darren is like a man who is lost in the woods and never finds a way out. Whirring continues through the same path but did not find the place on the way. Inwardly wanting to unwind by laying down next to his wife, but imagining the possibility of rejection, innuendo and sharp gaze made Darren only dare to go back and forth, pacing back and forth in front of the toilet door.

Dusk opened the zipper dresnya quickly, his one hand fanned his face as if he was in a rage. Darren pura - pura did not see by playing his phone.

"Yourhift... Why is it so hot tonight." Dusk murmured to himself. Dress escaped from her body. Dusk lowered his feet from the bed, approaching his walk in closet.

Darren walked on his tiptoes half-running silently toward the sofa, where he could clearly see the contents of his wife's special room. As if it was intentional. Dusk opened his walk in closet door so wide.

The gentle movement of Dusk's hand rolled his hair upwards, successfully making Darren's sitting unsettled. Brocade bed clothes imported translucent white became the choice of Dusk to accompany him to sleep tonight.

Dusk just bought it a few days ago. He smiled crisply as he looked at the reflection of himself in the mirror. The skin is translucent in the crevices - a crevice embroidered flower complete with the details of its leaves, the,

Seeing Dusk walk towards him, Darren immediately grabbed the magazine under the table. Pura - pura read seriously, but clearly the tail of his eyes did not shift at all from the motion of the wife.

The smell of the body of the twilight getting stronger on the nose, the sign of the owner was starting to approach. Darren hopes his wife changes her mind. May the pregnancy hormones change his wife's mood as quickly as she turns the palm of the hand.

Darren's heart began to flower - flowers, hope a little soared, Dusk really approached him. His wife was bowing right next to him, from the glance Darren was emitting, the two bulging spongy bulges were clearly visible in his eyes.

'Good for what to wear clothes, if everything looks like that' Darren's inner self.

Mama Nja's warm breath feels right in Daddy Darr's earlobe. Soften the feathers - fine feathers all over the body ceo Mahendra Corps it. Several times the man's jakun went up and down as he swallowed his own saliva. But Darren remains pure - pura focus on the reading in front of him. The twilight hand was intentionally affixed slightly to the skin of her husband's hand, a hint of teasing friction was done, bringing Darren higher still carrying wishful thinking.

"The magazine turned," whispered Dusk so gently but was able to make Darren's face instantly reddish to resist embarrassment.

Dusk straightened his body, then again set foot to walk near the bed and lay his body there. Darren covered his face with the magazine already flipped to the correct position. Condemn his carelessness and stupidity again and again.

The door to the room sounded knocking, relieving Darren's feelings for a moment. Surti came to bring a tray of bananas and a glass of milk for Dusk.

Of course Dusk does not answer. His wife even busied herself with focus on the television screen. Darren went back to the long sofa. This time he decided to break down.

Dusk took one banana, again - again his movement attracted Darren's attention. How to open it slowly and then put it slowly into the mouth. Instead of biting, Dusk even took out the banana again because he could not resist his laughter to see funny scenes on tv, repeatedly in and out just like a lollipop, like a lollipop, then it paused again because of his unbearable laughter.

Darren bent his knees, lifted one leg and rested on the knees of the other. There are parts of his body that thrashed to see the action of his wife. It's part punishment or temptation, he's hard to tell the difference.

Dusk sipped a glass of milk, after going to the toilet for a while when he returned he found Darren already in bed. Closing your eyes doesn't have to sleep. Dusk was sure her husband was just pretending to sleep.

Dusk accidentally sleeps not on her husband's back. Intentionally puffing the chest that is not how big compared to the property of women who tease her husband. Dusk's hands were left in front of the dragon's husband. That bit of hand movement will surely graze the target perfectly.

Darren's heart was racing, Dusk was really making it a daze. Can't just try it or if you need to slap it hard using wedges of ten inches only. The heat is hotter perhaps, but it doesn't torment the head and get into the heart like this. Stay using compress ointment can subside, if like this? the fuss is incredible. Darren's hands weren't as agile as they used to be unmarried to Dusk.

Seeing her husband getting wrong, Dusk turned her body. The delicate movement of his hand managed to hit something hard, without Darren noticing the smooth sigh escaping from his lips.

Dusk did not care, he closed his eyes even more tightly. Trying not to pretend to sleep. She's had enough of torturing her husband tonight.

Feeling no longer strong restraint, Darren immediately shuffled into the bathroom. He turned on the shower to the maximum, disguising the sounds - sounds that could have arisen. For too long, Darren felt numbness in his hand. Finally, relief came to him.

A really crazy night, the one in his room is that someone should be halal to be treated to any kind of mutual enjoyment. In fact, this torment made him so confused with his own fog.

Darren came out of his room, only a towel wrapped around his hips down. Her hair was wet in the middle of the night. Dusk took a deep breath as he squinted his one eye, looking at the temptation before his eyes.

'Oh, my God, why would he come out like that. Want to change teasing me? Don't hope. This time I won't be tempted. Hufttts.....But that ripped bread is not the content of chocolate why ask dielus - subtle elus,' inner twilight, feel wrong own behavior.

Dusk and Darren were finally able to close his eyes properly as well. Even their sleep is so good. The distillate that was arranged by Dusk is no longer there. I don't know who started throwing it out in his subconscious. The closer they get to early morning, the more sleep they get. How not, Darren's hand now coiled perfectly in his wife's stomach armtas sometimes feels bumpy. The head of the twilight also bears one arm of the husband. The subconscious unites their bodies naturally.

Dusk awakens because it feels tight and sultry. He immediately snorted annoyedly as soon as he knew his sleeping position had changed from the initial scenario.

"Excuse me, his hand sir...Help me!" grunts Dusk.