Marrying Wife Trust Brother

Part_83 Special Night

Hana giggles. He understood what Melvin meant.

The feeling seemed to soar, clumsy and embarrassed to blend into one.

Melvin let out a long breath instead of feeling awkward again and shifted his seat closer to Hana.

"May I ask?" her tan pias and voice sounded very small in Hana's ears.

Hana looked at her head a little. He did not know why his body was so cold.

"Ask what?" he did not dare to look directly.

"Pretend not to know, let me tell you this."

Melvin pulls Hana's body slowly to the back of the bed and then crawls up over Hana's body. He looked at the entire face of the woman in front of him.

Hana's face flushed exactly like the shrimp on the roast.

"I want to have children" said Melvin seduce. "Are you ready?" ask again. In the rubbing of Hana's face gently through her fingers.

Gegas Hana covered her face.

"Ihk, what the hell?" his voice became hoarse.

Melvin takes a glass of water on the table and gives it to Hana.

"Let's sit down, have a drink first" he said firmly.

Hannah just did her husband's orders.

After drinking, Melvin pulled Hana's head back on her shoulders. Her guilt of ever ignoring Hana makes her still in the shadows.

"I'm sorry, honey. You must have been tormented lately."

"Hm? no, Vin. I consider this wisdom. In fact I'm with you now" replied Hana while holding Melvin's chest as soon as possible in holding Melvin so that the hand did not switch.

He pulled on his lips and kissed Hana's hand and moved the child's hair scattered on his wife's shady face.

"I don't want to make any more mistakes and being with you is my most beautiful gift of the day" said Melvin nanar.

Hana did not reply and just exchanged glances with Melvin.

Both dropped in bed. Melvin began to release the pajama buttons until one by one they decomposed showing the voluptuous chewy fruit that excites stored partially in the bra.

Melvin begins to whisk Hana's lips and slightly pushes her to let her tongue sweep in.

He mengoel-noel tongue invites Hana war badr.

"Let's reply, dear. Don't be shy" Melvin pleaded.

"I can't" said Hana, until it was hard to gulp her saliva.

"Learn, just slow down," said Melvin, who groaned again to Hana's lips.

Hana stuck out her tongue which was immediately absorbed by Melvin.

Hana helplessly accepted Melvin's attack and tried to retaliate but in fact he was not shrewd in such techniques.

The more controlling Melvin controlled Hana followed by the movement of her hand pulled out Hana's breast from inside her bra and gripped slowly.

"Melvin," Hana's great-grandson as if she couldn't breathe.

"Just enjoy it if you don't want to reply," said Melvin increasingly busy with his desire.

Melvin vigorously racing with his body listening with shahdu small voices released from the mouth of his wife who seemed to cradle his instincts.

Melvin gives small lashes under Hana's ear making Hana even more desperate.

"Melvin's.." He said again holding Melvin's face not to continue.

Down there was wet because the honey spilled over the gegara Melvin made him wriggle here and there and do not want to be silent.

It makes people want to be addicted again and again.

Melvin smilingly looked at Hana, her breath was already like new in the pursuit of a barking dog.

Melvin continued to take off all of Hana's clothes without torture making Hana so embarrassed and turned around.

"Let go, honey. Don't be stiff, you want us to be quick as kids, right?" he said again hissing lara in Hana's ear.

Hana nodded.

He gave up on positioning his body as before.

Melvin overstretched Hana's body again and played a wrestling game at the end of Hana's breast and slightly pressed the base that was perfectly dense.

A moment later it crept down like an ant looking for a sweeter and more challenging one.

Pink meat such as Amazonian separators and straits have made him want to dive in for some time.

"Melvin, continue!" said Hana shouted unconsciously and really made him lose his mind because he enjoyed it.

Melvin likes to smell until long enough until Hana lifts her waist to want something bigger.

Melvin raises both of Hana's legs to her shoulders and incarnates into tiny ogres looking for holes in a heap of weeds that only grow small on the edges.

He slashed his bald head at him and pushed it hard.

Ssrttt...

There was something inside their bodies that moved favourably.

The force of the pump began to stomp breaking the silence of the room.

Plaque! Plaque! Plaque!

The rain came out making the dirtless scuff until Hana complained favorably.

Melvin moved with the movement of pushing the tire from the side while massaging Hana's melon. It is tempting to add sugar and ice.

"Hem? it's delicious, dear. ssss..." Melvin said for a long time.

This time asked Hana on her stomach and played pumping fast rhythm because hers had started to rise to the end until it ended up spilling in Hana's womb.

Aaaahkk..

Melvin seemed satisfied until he fell on Hana's body.

Hana was silent afterwards to let the warm liquid in her womb churn and stick perpetually there for fertilization to occur immediately although it is not possible that quickly at least in fertilizer often to be more fertile.

After releasing a delicious fatigue, Melvin hugged Hana and enveloped the bodies of both of them up to the chest.

Melvin put his last kiss on Hana's lips as his love and affection for her.

"I Love you, baby. It's given this to me" Melvin said softly.

"Together," replied Hana who was shrouded into Melvin's chest. His own happiness is created in his body for Melvin.

Giving hers is not the first time but tonight feels different because the spice is complete there is a micin, flavoring and balado. Eits... wrong! spice love dong of course.

That night they both fell asleep. Until the sun had risen, Melvin woke up.

"Euh.. " His voice spread out both hands. Seeing Hana is the main focus. Hana still looks beautiful even in her sleep.

Geez why my heart keeps pounding looking at my wife... Why did I realize she was so beautiful..

Suddenly the idea crossed Melvin's mind, he planned to surprise Hana this morning.

"Wait a minute, honey. Today you can not do anything," muttered Melvin spirit.

Soon he went down and cleaned himself and then wrestled between the pot, cauldron and various cooking ingredients.

Who would have thought he was a man who was actually an expert in cooking. Who else cooked in Europe at that time if not his own hands.

"Darling, cook what?" mama Maya asked in surprise and glanced at the ingredients Melvin prepared.

"Cooking, Ma?"

"Huh? Can you?"

Melvin just smiled confidently.