My Life with the CEO

Friday Night

"Aaron asked you again?" Ask Andrew nicely.

Now they have entered the room after making sure the three cute and intelligent children are asleep.

"Did he ask you too?" Ask Diana again. Currently Diana was in front of the mirror while removing the remaining dirt on the face with a cleanser, then she stepped into the bathroom preparing to wash her face and brush her teeth, the last is washing the feminine part.

"Yes. He kept asking. Do you have any signs of pregnancy?" andrew asked expectantly as she applied toothpaste on her brush and Diana's.

Hearing Andrew's question, Diana shook her head in lethargy. He did not feel those signs. Diana was tired of hope. Previously for a month this almost every day he did a test pack.

"Then we should be more diligent dong," Andrew's sneer triumphantly.

Diana snorted while brushing her teeth. This is it almost every day he serves Andrew, at least once a day. Less often how. Can't drag this again.

"Don't be too often. The quality of the seeds is not good. We want to yes. A day of fasting so." Elak Diana who though very enjoy romance with Andrew. But sometimes he also wants to get a job.

"Wouldn't. How can I stand near you like this." Reject Andrew with spoiled.

"Hey.had forgotten yaaa... It used to be six months of fasting, hayooo. It's only a day's fast." Said Diana while wiping her face with a towel.

"It was forced. If it's forced now." Andrew is still in charge.

"One day only. Twenty-four hours."

"Then 69. How's it?" Andrew kissed Diana from behind and started kissing her neck, while both hands began to wiggle her chest.

"Idi-hhh. So mesmerizing. Holding her seedlings do not be in cecerin continue, let the quality of the topcer." Diana breaks away from Andrew's embrace.

"Darling don't be so dong. I couldn't get rations this morning, "whimper Andrew like a kid.

The man still continued to follow Diana.

She stood spoiledly behind Diana who was sitting in front of the dressing table. Diana looked indifferent to Andrew and began to smear the night cream on his face.

"Ah already. I want to change my clothes and sleep." Diana refused again.

"Remain unwilling?" Andrew tease.

" Yes, ah." Diana walked towards the closet and changed her clothes in closed pajamas. Andrew was disappointed to see it. Diana then climbed onto the bed and hurriedly enveloped herself. He didn't forget to turn off the sleeping lights either. Diana had no idea what Andrew was doing at the moment. He was even wearing a covered nightclothes.

Although there was a curiosity in him. Why didn't Andrew get on the bed and lie on his side? Although not wanting to make love, but that does not mean Diana does not want to be embraced by Andrew's burly body.

He was eager to open his eyes and see what Andrew was doing. It's just that Diana felt prestige. Embarrassed to admit that she misses her husband's embrace, because it will lead to her getting stuck on Andrew's wishes and passions.

In silence, his sense of smell is in action. There's a sensual scented smell. This scent entered gently in Diana's perceptual cavity as she stroked her soul. The smell of vanilla is sweet and very soft.

Before long the music sounds, an instrumental music of the song titled, a,

This song is sexy.

Diana opened her eyes and supported her body with both elbows. He was surprised by what Andrew did. This man had a million ideas to get his wish.

The man was fully dressed as a policeman with his handcuffs. He shakes sensually following the music. His eyes were sharp in Diana's eyes.

With a sensual, macho gesture, Andrew threw the police cap at Diana and fell right over her chest. Diana took it and wore it on her head.

Then Andrew took off one by one the buttons of his shirt. God! hundreds of times he had seen and touched the chest of the field, but still saw with such movements, a sharp eye, also the music and aromatherapy of vanilla. Who could stand it.

He swallowed with difficulty. Don't swallow, just breathing feels heavy. Seeing those burly hands taking off the buttons of her clothes one by one, Diana seemed unable to blink her eyes.

Andrew threw his shirt at Diana and it covered her face. Slowly she smelled the scent of her husband's body attached to the clothes. Diana immediately removed the clothes from her face, not wanting to miss Andrew's continued movements.

And Andrew began to open the belt, releasing it slowly. Diana was unable to take her eyes off the hand that held the belt. Andrew's hand took off the belt once. Then he punched into the air and threw the belt. The sound of belt blisters in the air seemed to whip passion in Diana.

This time was a more claustrophobic scene, as the burly hand began to unzip. Slow down and God! I can't wait to see the zipper come off and the pants are on the floor.

Diana's breath choked when Andrew's trousers came off perfectly, leaving her black and slightly transparent panties. The fiery dragon was already defiantly ready to spout fire.

Andrew stepped forward onto the bed and slowly climbed up Diana's body. Creeping sensually made the woman choked and tempted to touch her

Gently Andrew whispered," Only you can set my hearth on fire. You are the only thing I wanna touch." (You're the only one who shakes my heart. You're the only one I want to touch)

That sentence made her drift far away. Even when Andrew pulled both of Diana's hands together in handcuffs, Diana could only keep quiet.

Today Andrew was really flirting. She served Diana so perfectly. Even the woman had to swallow her own saliva when she said she had to fast tonight.

Andrew so gently opened one by one the buttons of Diana's pajamas. Releasing the bra hook that just happens to be in front. He slowly blew the air on the surface of Diana's delicate breastplate. The blow crept into the stomach.

Slowly Aandrew stripped his wife's shorts and triangular fabric. He blew the air back gently.

Andrew began to react to kissing every inch of Diana's body, groping and squeezing every part of the woman's body which groaned and sighed. Diana had to forget about her desire to feel Andrew's body, as her hands were already in handcuffs. That desire made his lust even more turbulent.

Gently Andrew united themselves and looked at his wife's increasingly beautiful face as she sighed and closed.

Andrew whispered softly again in Diana's ear, "his poem is off yes, it's Friday night."

Diana could not argue because the next second Andrew had already hooked their lips and started moving Diana's hips.

They moaned and sighed at each other. Tonight is a long night full of passion

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