My Disabled Husband

Episode Fifteen

"Sexy."

The image is quite embarrassed not to wear anything in front of her husband. It was her first time being that brave. Seeing Arga's gaze filled with n*fsu made Citra a little pleased, it was a sign her husband had no problem with her body.

Arga's hand began to move holding what was. The lips of the two of them re-united with their hands where they had gone, strange sounds started to come out from the second lip.

Two mountains that are not too big and small have been explored Arga, his hands never leave the place, anxious and like to be one he continues to play his game until the owner like a worm overheating. His body stiffened in following with an irregular breath.

"Enak" asked Arga.

"Yes yes.. Mas.. You're really amazing."

Arga continues to warm up until the two are equally hot. Satisfied with her hand Arga uses her tongue with her lips. While his hand reaches that part carry there.

The image was already out of control an increasingly loud voice sounded, his breathing with a fast pace, there was no longer any shame between the two of them .The image is no longer yayang because there is something that wants to explode strongly.

Arga puts Citra to the bed, he releases his last defences that make a big object out of his place. Slowly Arga crawled up to the top of Citra's body. With his limitations, Arga was quite a lucky trouble conscious image and gave Arga the right position.

"You're ready" asked Arga.

The image took a deep breath, he had yet to see how big Arga belonged. But Citra is very sure of his pain is very painful.

"Ready."

The image began to sense Arga's possessions taking up his position. Out of curiosity Citra wanted to see her, she lowered her gaze to take it.

"Aahkk." The image shouted loudly while covering its mouth.

"What's wrong" asked Arga.

"It's so big" Citra replied.

"You're ready" asked Arga.

"Ready ready."

Arga began to do it, Citra immediately bit her lips hard when she felt the object go inside. Arga found it very difficult to do with his current circumstances. Several times he tried Arga has not succeeded as well. The image was already crying feeling an incredible pain.

A few minutes passed Arga gave up because it still did not work, let alone the cry of Citra getting stronger, he knew it must be very painful. He could not bear to hear the cry of the restrained Image.

"Other times," said Arga as he moved from above. He pulled the image and hugged her tightly.

"I'm sorry, I'm weak I can hold it," Citra said.

"No no, it's not your fault, we just need to learn."

Arga feels that should feel guilty that his self is not Citra.

"I love you.." To dilute the atmosphere Arga said the word love to Citra, a word that had never been spoken before.

Maybe today the two of them have not succeeded, they both try to win each other, there is still tomorrow to do it again.

With this happening it also has a positive impact on the second because the second is getting closer. Moreover, the two already know inside and outside their respective bodies. Moreover, Arga who was more courageous again teased Citra.

A few days after that day. In this house is hell for both of them. Too many people do not like them, Citra itself has several times problems with people in this house, from Arga's grandmother to Arga's stepmother. Darka himself is sweet on Citra because Darka likes Citra

"My mother met your mother" Citra said.

"That lina? what else did he say" asked Arga.

"Say him I just want your treasure, in not knowing that I just want your love," Citra replied