My Beloved Husband

Home Surgery

Hold it!

What's on hold and who can stand if the one in the lap of the model is like this.

Nakula resigned under the control of his wife, the buttons of his clothes have been released, even his leather belt has been thrown Shafiyah out of nowhere.

Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh .. so keep going until Shafiyah collapses next to her.

Is it done?

The answer is not yet, no one has been torn up tonight, the girl just spoils Nakula with kisses all over the top, only Nakula takes off her shirt, has Shafiyah yet.

The girl he was married to fell asleep, maybe this is how his wife looks for the right drowsy moment to sleep easily, moving too much until she is tired.

"I'm not sleepy right now, Shaf, how did you get him up and couldn't sleep so easily, hey?" He framed Shafiyah's slender face, there was no reply from those pink lips.

Nakula close his face, he becomes brave when his wife is asleep, different from the one at the beginning where he was scared and resigned, this time, he took off his trousers, he took off his pants, only short shorts above the knee.

The small body he shifted to below him, slowly Nakula overlapped in part until their waists were both met, the hard object began to greet the prospective house little by little.

"Huhh, tightness!" lamented Nakula, he finally let go of everything.

Not only his pants, but what was attached to Shafiyah, he released as well, unceremoniously on the small, white body.

She was like looking at a naked doll now, her face was so cute without makeup.

"Eheheheheh, ticklish, aaaah, this mosquito!" muttered Shafiyah, her eyes still closed.

"Eh, geliiiii, just bite the others, not Sofi!"

Again, again,

"Uuhhhhhh, mosquitoes now really bite the bite is good, hem. Again, mukkk, kosomk, not here yet!"

Nakula says, let's just say he's a house-surgery mosquito, going through every inch of his wife's white skin and making red marks wet there, too.

Shafiyah's body wriggled violently, she rolled to the right and left, Nakula followed her, the back also got a kiss ration from Nakula.

For a long time, he began to feel strange, where there were mosquitoes that attacked with pleasure and delicious so, Shafiyah opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was hair, under, almost near the core of her body, Shafiyah opened her eyes, a little below the navel.

Hup, though,

"Emmm." Shafiyah forced herself to sit down until she could cover the faint face that was heading towards the door of her paradise, she lifted up and was surprised.

"NOR ULA!"

"AAAAAARRGHHHHHHHHH ... WHATYOU? SOFI DIAPAIN IS WITH YOU? AYAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH, SOFI'S SHIRT IS REMOVED, SOFI WANTS TO BE RAPED, AYAAAAAAAHH, I-"

Nakula overlaps again and beaks Shafiyah's lips, she**** and bites small until the girl is lured to follow the strokes of her lips and tongue.

Not waiting for a long time, he managed to make Shafiyah complacent, his hands were even directed to that towering hill, could Nakula feel her body getting hotter, she could not hold back any longer.

"Shaf, can you?"

"Heeeem, slow down, Sofi was afraid of that sword!" the hoarse voice is getting sexier.

Nakula nodded, he began to lay out his legs, widened his wife's legs slightly and started an acquaintance's action down there.

"Oh!"

"No, Shaf!"

"Eheheheheh, Sofi had a fever the first night, sister. So, hurt yourself," she replied, smiling.

"Now, hold it!"

Jem!

"YESAAAAAHHHHH, MMMMMMMMMMPP!!"

Nakula quickly silenced once more that lip, she kept trying to push down there, a little more, already she felt wet.

Nakula took off her pagutan. "A little more, Shaf, hold on!"

Shafiyah shook her head, "No, it hurts, it hurts, let go, get her off me!"

"No way, less a little, Shaf!"

"Aaaaaaahhh, sakiiiittt, no want, this is not good, this-" both eyes bulged, as if to escape. "AAAAAAAAAA-MMMMMM!"

Nakula kept smacking those lips, she just stopped when Shafiyah did not scream anymore and shed tears.

"Sa-sick, Kaaaak." as much as he wanted to, report to his father.

"No, it hurts just for a minute!"

"Don't get mocked!"

"Must move, Shaf. It couldn't be just inside, he wanted to find some air outside, sure it didn't hurt!"

Shafiyah clenched, she still refused, she held Nakula's hips that were endlessly moving, as hard as she could bear, but in the end she lost.

The movement began Nakula set, he pulled and pushed very slowly also in.

"illness?"

Shafiyah shook her head, "No, good."

Buurrfftttt ....

See the style that challenged Nakula earlier, arrived at the point, had to shout and want to report to his father, lucky Nakula was quick to respond, otherwise it could be a goat bolsters him in the house later.

Tonight, let them in the hotel alone, spend the first honey with endless warmth.

"Again!"

"Hem?" Nakula knitted his eyebrows together.

"Again, Kaaaakk, that's it!"

"Ahahahahahah, that's it, look out for me!"

Nakula was carried to the bathroom, not that she did not want to be offered again, but the former romance was better they cleaned first.

Along the way to the bathroom, Nakula as sable as pink lips, if you are married like this, do not say he will be silent, the two of course he will be much more silent.

Shut up behind the blanket, ehehehehe.

Bucil Plaque!!

The scream was heard in the bathroom again, not because of reunification, but rather a tear in the core of the body that made the former girl scream.

"Say you want more, hem?" Nakula. "Now it has changed."

"No, it hurts, I can't flush it, I don't dare to touch it, Kaaaaakk ... hurts!" complaining, but her husband was far away, she didn't want to.

Nakula had to take this step, if his wife did not have the heart and did not dare to touch that core, then he would.

"Sickness, pain, sakiiit, sakiit!"

"No, it has to be cleaned, so it doesn't become a den of germs." Nakula treated her gently, her hands were smooth as well.

A moment of pain was still heard, not long after, changing into a sigh that attracted Nakula's smile.

Huh, he will not stand if at home there is an adorable doll like this, fortunately already married.

"illness?"

"Enak, ehehehehe."

"You're ya, so tell me dad, me?"

Shafiyah shook her head, "If I tell dad, there's nothing to meet and then again, it's a good thing, it's sick, Kaaaak."

"Snake it or good?" Nakula stood up, she wrapped her body in front of him with a thump.

"Eheheheheh, shame on ya!" his face was blushing, but he wanted to ask. "Son Ula feels how?"

Nakula brought her face closer, she whispered, "It's better than what you're feeling!"

"Aaaaaaaaah, gituuu .. if so, let me be as good as you!"

"She's sick" replied Nakula.

"It's okay, just a minute it hurts, come on!"