My Disabled Husband

Episode fourteen

"You're crazy to recover doesn't hurt yeah" Arga said.

"You must not be aware you have an erectile disorder, useless if the size is large but not strong. You'll feel the difference, hold on a second."

Arga continued to shout loudly, if he could move his hands hard he knocked the man in front of him.

After a while Arga felt relieved because the man had not massaged his upper thigh, now it has moved to the part of the leg that does not have any sense of what.

"illness?"

"There is no taste" said Arga.

"Yes, we go home, we do it slowly, yes, feel the difference after this."

"Thank you sir." They both left that place. Arga was like angry at Citra who brought her to this place.

"You're angry" asked Citra.

"Why did you bring me to that place, you know it hurts so much."

"For your sake, you will also feel the difference" Citra said.

"There's no difference, it's the same" Arga said

Arriving at the house Arga went straight into the room, he was lazy to face the people in this house.

"Partner" said Arga.

"Yes, I want to take a shower" Citra said.

"Keep the shirt in front of me" asked Arga.

"Hehehe I hurried mas," Citra replied without guilt, indeed if it is love there is no shame anymore even though Citra is not entirely Naked in front of Arga.

The image also walked into the bathroom. Arga felt something different about himself. Suddenly his juniors were more sensitive than usual. His taste was also very different from his usual.

"Sial he woke up, because just seeing the image he woke up," said Arga.

Before her Arga was indeed afraid her anu was not functioning normally due to the accident, but her juniors were always active in the morning although unlike before the accident, Arga felt her juniors were weaker than before her

How Arga felt his juniors back to the way they were, even better. He peeked a little and was very surprised by his Junior prowess.

"His luck is more dashing, there is influence, indeed" said Arga.

Only then did Arga believe in that person, he felt a huge difference in himself. Now he is ready to print a child.

Arga waited for Citra out of the bathroom, he waited for Citra while playing his mobile phone, if Citra wanted he was very ready.

"No, here you are" replied Arga.

The image still wearing a towel walked up to Arga, he climbed on the bed and sat down beside Arga.

"Your problem is why," asked Citra.

"No papa, here why so far away." Arga pulled Citra up until Citra stuck to her, the body of Citra honed very fragrant once, Justin could feel her.

"Mas" Citra said.

"What's wrong" asked Arga.

"What do you want?"

"You can do it" asked Arga.

"You're sure mas, I'm the okay one, no problem" Citra replied.

Arga who was initially very well prepared why so Doubtful, he did not hesitate with his manhood he was only doubtful with his self that was difficult to move. As Arga chose before her, she was afraid of giving a bad first experience to Citra.

"You don't hesitate, if you have any doubts what about me" Citra said.

"I'm hard to move, I'm afraid to give you a bad experience" Arga said.

"No bad experience mas, I'm very happy to do it with you, I'm ready to accept everything, me and you can complement each other and help each other."

The image approaches Arga's lips and kisses her slowly, she must awaken Arga's confidence. Arga must be able to do it with strong trust, she knows her husband already wants it, but her husband only doubts on himself.

Citra hands release one by one button Arga shirt, Arga that has been carried away by the atmosphere following how Citra plays.

Unknowingly Arga had already removed half of her clothes. He began to open his trouser belt, Citra who knew Arga difficulties immediately help him. This scene is like a scene in an adult film.

Citra's eyes immediately closed when Arga's trousers came off, he knew that Ms. Arga was awake. Yes, although it is still covered with d*laman it will still be visible.

Arga pulled Citra so that Citra sat on top of her, it was to facilitate the activities of the two of them.

Arga's hand was ready to pull the towel that covered the body of Citra. The two of them stared at each other for a while, it made Arga even more certain because Citra was so sure of her.

"Byeah" asked Arga.

"Do it, I'm ready." The image gave her sweetest smile.

And when Arga's hand pulls him, he releases Citra's last defense until Citra uses nothing. Arga's eyes opened wide to see his wife's real body shape.