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A short vacation on the island of Angel for three days was over, they took advantage of the holiday opportunity for quality time and also honeymoon. "When can we go on vacation together again?" ask Bondan, who's driving the car. They are currently on their way home.
"Ck! No more holidays!" fika, annoyed.
How not to get upset? If three nights in a row she was pounded continuously by her husband, on the grounds of wanting to pursue the target. While Arjuna entrusted to Bondan and Rima.
"You why the hell? So sewot? Want to come to the moon?" rima asked, while gently stroking Arjuna's head that was sleeping on her lap.
"Eh, don't come to the moon! My efforts are in vain, dong? Already lemes on the knee" said Ema, looking back where her wife and mother were sitting in the back seat.
Dugs
Fika kicked the back of the car seat that her husband was sitting in from behind, because she was very upset by her husband's unfiltered speech.
Bondan and Rima chuckled amusedly, upon seeing Ema and Fika making a small fuss. "If you fail to do it again, do not give up," said Bondan, in alternating amused oddities.
"Yes, I was right. We're tough males, '" replied Ema, laughing. Makes Fika even more upset.
"You're all alike, maniac!" sulk Fika.
Bondan and Ema chuckle together, when they hear Fika's words, while Rima just grunts annoyed while shaking her head slowly.
Not long after, the car they were riding in had reached the courtyard of Emanuel's house. They immediately got out of the car and walked into the house to immediately rest themselves.
"Ah, tired." Bondan plopped down on the living room couch, stretching his muscles, tired of driving a car for almost two hours.
Rima was in the kitchen to make her husband coffee, while Fika, Ema and Arjuna were already in the room.
"Change first, baby." Ema reminded when his wife who will lay down beside Arjuna sleeps on the bed.
"But I'm lazy. Change," said Fika spoiled to her husband.
"Later if I replace your clothes can be another matter," replied Ema, chuckling.
"Other how?" ask Fika, stand on the edge of the bed.
"I will want more, want to always make love to you," said Ema, walking up to his wife, then releasing one by one the buttons of the dress Fika was wearing, he then removed the dress from his wife's body.
"luck!" annoyed Fika, when her husband's hand had gone into the foamy cloth and twisted the spongy spheres in there.
"You are the one who begs me, so don't blame me," hissed Ema, crouched down in Fika's presence and opened the foaming swirl, and then he sucked the spongy spout alternately.
"Darling" Fika whimpering deliciously. If it has been treated like this, she can not refuse anymore and she immediately opened her legs wide and guided her husband's hand to tear into the core that already feels itchy.
"You want it?" ask Ema, in her hoarse voice. Holding his hand that was directed towards the meat.
"Yes very, please," pinta Fika, pleaded and then raised her butt and removed her underwear. "Please," please Fika.
"Aren't you angry with me, because I keep asking you for rations?" asked Ema, restraining her already extremely passionate self.
Sok, selling expensive!
"No, I'm not angry. I want! quick input, Arjuna will wake up," whined Fika, opening her legs wide at the edge of the bed.
"You're not opinionated, are you?" ema asked, gulping down her rough saliva when she saw the pink flesh in front of her eyes. His trousers instantly tightened, as the eagle was ready to flap its wings.
"Nue! Please," whine Fika.
"Hem, fine because you insist," said Ema, then pulled her trousers and boxer and there was a finch that had changed into a very large and dashing eagle.
When else could it be like this? Because since having Arjuna, the ration of the eagle into the nest only once a week and at most 2 times.
Ema began to position herself, making love on the edge of the bed is indeed very for them at this time, because it does not cause local earthquakes that make Arjuna disturbed.
"Ugh." Fika wriggled and groaned favourably, as the eagle's head began to enter his cauldron.
Blesh
The eagle's head and its neck had gone perfectly inside. Ema started moving her hips at a moderate pace. Fika covered her mouth with her palm, so that the sigh did not come out of her mouth.
"Ah ah." Ema was raving, on the sidelines of her activities. His possession was felt in the clasps inside his wife's.
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While downstairs, Bondan and Rima were coffee together while watching television.
"Why is your coffee always good? the sweetness is fitting," said Bondan, after sipping from the pony-patterned cup.
"Yes, it's obviously good for the right amount of sugar" replied Rima.
"Don't you make this coffee using a measure of your love and affection, huh?" ask Bondan, fashion dreadlocks.
"Ck! what the hell!" rima said, blushing in shame. "What is the name for coffee, use sugar and coffee if you use love and love it can? There will be enough because there is no taste," cibbir Rima, upset.
"Hey, you can't be romantic!" Bondan looked at his wife.
"Party is old, still pinter's a tombal! Learn from where?" ask Rima.
"From the dreadlocks, Mr. Xander Clark," replied Bondan making Rima gawk.
"Where could Mr Xander possibly be that happy?" Rima did not believe her husband's words.
"You don't believe it? This is the vlog, he's very good at flirting with his wife, maybe it's the secret of their household harmony" Bondan explained, showing his phone to his wife.
"Well, yeah. Mr. Xander has a hidden talent" said Rima, when he saw Vlog Xander Clark.
While both of them were busy looking at Vlog Xander, Ema came down from the top floor using only a boxer and bare-chested.
Rima and Bondan's eyes were distracted alternately staring at Ema who was walking towards the kitchen.
"God! that child is not tired" said Rima, shaking her head slowly.
"Why do you want to?" asked Bondan, peeping his wife's cheek warmly.
"No!" rima replied firmly, then distanced himself from Bondan's side.
"Well, Mommy and Dad are still here?" ask Ema, surprised. He realized that his parents were still there.
"Hem, so cool playing games do not remember parents!" cibir Bondan's.
"Pursue the target, Dad," Ema replied, smiling shyly as she scratched her non-itchy nape, then she took the sailor moon apron to cover her body.
"Reason!" rima Cibir.
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