My Ex-President My Husband 3

Season 2: Papa Will Law Mama.

Alika and Aziz's wedding day arrives. Alika's old humble house bears witness to the sacred promise that Aziz had just made. With a single breath, he managed to make Alika his wife for all eternity. The radiance of happiness continued to stick out from the faces of the two of them.

This marriage is so sad. Because there was no figure of both parents accompanying them. But Aziz and Alika did not feel sad at all. Because they know, Mama and Papa must be smiling happily at their recent marriage.

Every now and then Alika was wriggling, raising her shoulder because of the touch that Aziz was giving. Aziz groped Alika's back gently, kissing the nape occasionally sipping her with a stick of tongue.

"Tomorrow to play with his cell phone. Now let's go to bed." Aziz managed to take the flat object from his wife's hand and put it on the nightstand.

Alika chuckles amusedly and continues to laugh, she is funny seeing her husband who is already impatient for the first night with her.

"But Adek is not sleepy yet, Mas." Alika wanted to stick her hand towards the nightstand, but her body was first laid down by Aziz.

The man immediately crawled up, cupping Alika who was already lying down resignedly with a supine position.

Aziz buried both of his lips in the open lips Alika. Lubricate gently and slightly give small bites. Aziz's tongue howled in, withering open to invade Alika's oral cavity.

The sound of the salivary squeals both sounded, Alika who was still amateurish could only be silent and enjoy.

"How delicious." muttered Alika. Clear water dripped slowly from the corner of his eye. Alika is so haru, because she can also feel the beauty of marriage as felt by most people.

Aziz continued to curl Alika's tongue, until the woman removed the shredding of their lips, as it was felt that the oxygen between them was thinning. Feeling short of breath, but Alika likes it.

Aziz looked at Alika with a smile.

"Likes?" ask Aziz flirting. Alika instantly turned her face away from embarrassment. His face was red like a boiled crab.

Aziz again clenched Alika's lips, now more extreme and powerful. Aziz followed his instinct of passion. What they are doing now is the first time they have done it in a lifetime. Therefore, when he knew the taste, Aziz was eager to bombard Alika.

"Eum ..." Unknowingly Alika moaned. While closing his eyes, he continued to enjoy the lip link back with Aziz. Aziz's two hands have been meraja lela since. Groping, combing and squeezing.

"Eum, Mum ...."

"Yes, Deck." Aziz answered and moved to sip savory taste around the surface of Alika's neck.

Alika sighed even more as Aziz's palms squeezed the chunks of two crazy mounds still covered in red lace behind her sleeping pajamas. With Aziz's core already tensed, he hurriedly unbuttoned Alika's pajamas one by one.

And when it's buttoned down to six.

"Mas, wait a minute. I'll pee first."

Aziz just sighed, the delights that were blowing just paused.

"Yes there."

Alika got down from the bed and stepped into the bathroom. Aziz lay down again and his wife came. But alika, it's not Alika who came. It was the life-seeking angel who came at this moment, looking sweetly at Aziz.

"It is time for you to go home, Ziz." the call finally accompanied Aziz to go forever into the bosom of God.

DEG

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Alika's eyes were wide open. Looking back at the chest of the field Bilmar who was cool stomping hers. Since then Bilmar has been busy in the niche of Alika's neck.

"So you slept, Mah? I thought from earlier that you brushed because it was delicious!" decak Bilmar's.

Alika nodded then moaned. He again felt his core being jolted with a back and forth motion.

"You can, we're like this again but you fell asleep" Bilmar protested. He kept staring at his wife's eyeballs sharply.

"Euh." Bilmar again howled a sigh at his still gaping mouth. He again drowned his face on Alika's neck, sipping and licking it with the base of his tongue. A wonderful taste in his desire rolled his body.

"Yes, Pah sorry. Don't know why I fell asleep? It was a dream-Eumm." Alika again groaned, when her husband managed to make a small circle of red in the collarbone.

Bilmar stopped his ice and looked up a little. "What dream are you, Mah?" tanyanya, and still yanking the pleasure burrow of Alika. Both of his hands were busy clenching the two large chunks of rock that were still tight.

"No, Pah. It wasn't her dream." replied Alika turned nervous.

"What dream?" Bilmar repeated it. He half rose up, to widen his wife's thighs, and re-entered the point and stomped again.

"What dream?" Bilmar wants to know. He kissed his wife nonstop.

"Come on, Pah. We're going to go to Dian's wedding!" Alika shifted the topic of conversation.

"Have you answered what dream? New Papa gas fast." Bilmar wants kepo. And just now he wanted to moan, but Alika was still answering. Make his concentration crumble.

"Dream Mas Aziz, Pah." replied Alika while biting her lower lip. Upon hearing the speech, Bilmar gawked and stopped the speed of his train.

"Why him?" Bilmar let out his baritone tone. Sharply looking at his shadow that was inside the dense netra owned by his wife.

"Don't know, Pah." Alika quibbled, he was afraid that if honestly Bilmar would groan.

"WHAT?" Bilmar is forcing. His jaw looks tight.

"Dream again kiss the same Mas Aziz, Pah." Alika answered quickly and closed her eyes.

Sure enough, Bilmar immediately glared sharply. The man cursed and cursed.

Bilmar's rough gasps combed Alika's face. He kissed his wife's lips, not that she kissed him anymore, but it had turned into a bite. Bilmar is upset but anxious. He went back to speed quickly.

Alika returned grimacing. "It hurts, Pah."

"Wildamah! Papa wants to punish you, Mah!" yell at that jealous guy.

*****

During the trip, Alika continued to grumble. She was upset because of her husband some time ago, making her late to come to Dian's wedding reception.

Bilmar is still focused on twirling the steering wheel. He stared straight at the empty street in front of him. Keep driving Alika to the condangan to Dian's wedding.

Sometimes he turned to his wife who was still grimacing holding his chest and lips. The woman's face was irritated.

"Why, Mah? Still sore?" asked Bilmar with a short laugh.

"Basic pemerkaoss!" sulk Alika.

Bilmar laughed out loud.

"Now tell me the pemerkaoss! Later on under aja, duh Pah, oh come on, keep--" Bilmar imitated the voice of Alika who he always heard every night.

Alika gave her eyes sharp, then threw a punch on her husband's arm.

"It hurts you!" exclaimed Alika again held her lips that felt still hot and swollen.

"That's the punishment! Because I dare to dream of other people. Dream of kissing again, is a very big dog." Bilmar sniffed, while pressing the gas pedal.

"What the hell was that? Papa call what?" Alika fussing at Bilmar's ears.

"Geez, Mah. It hurts."

"ANSWER! What did Papa say??" Alika tightened her fingers when her husband's ears began to look red.

"Birds ... Papa's talking birds, Mah."

"Review you, Pah. Mama slashed your bird to BALD!" decak Alika with blazing eyes. The woman sat back with her arms crossed, continuing to stare at the road.

"It's a good thing to love, if I don't suck his lips again until jontor." muttered Bilmar with a grin similar to a flirtatious om-om.

*****

Wadidaw gangss, Sassy come back

Dah well Alika I have returned to Babang Bilmar, has entered season 2 nih (already eight years of marriage Alika yes)

Missing her not treated? Today there are two episodes, waiting for Dion and Nino. Relax genggs, they will remain here😂.