
"Uncle, uncle again." Bimo sulks, he takes the wife down from her sling.
Rara's two eyebrows linked to seeing the husband's expression. Cook gar because it is called uncle merajuk.
"Where is love? here helped take off his shirt..!" Rara held her husband's hand with her sweet smile. She should be a good wife, making her husband happy about her attitude. Her husband is tired of working, naturally so sensitive and pouting.
Zahra's soft words were like a breath of fresh air in the afternoon. The corner of the lips pulled to the side spent a stifled smile.
"Don't take a shower to stay fragrant either." Shur.. Bimo's blood rippled violently, as he felt the wife's soft lips land on his chest, which was adorned with neat fine fur.
There were ten soft landing kisses. You are tired of working all day. Rara slowly took off the shirt her husband was wearing. No one passed Bimo's surveillance.
Rara lowered her head to remove her belt Bimo who was wrapped around her waist. His auto is directly behind his pants. Rara laughed a little knowing that. He closed his mouth with one hand. Afraid Bimo was offended again.
"Emmm... Take a quick shower. Time to pass !" pushing slowly the husband who is still stupefied. Rara skipped downstairs. He'd better be below.
"God.... He had the courage to tease me, just look later I can't make my way." Said Bimo goosebumps amused. Imagine their intimate activities this end. He finally decided to cleanse his body.
When Bimo came out of the bathroom. Rara was ready for her meeting. Of course Bimo was happy to see the wife who was waiting for his congregational prayer.
They finally prayed together with khusuk. Every prayer that Bimo prayed at the end of his prayer made Rara touched. He asked for happiness for his wife. Families who are sakinah mawadah warohmah, given a lot of sustenance and ask for offspring.
Rara stuck out her hand and was greeted warmly by her husband. He also claimed that his husband's hand was placed on his forehead and kissed him. After that Bimo kissed his wife's forehead.
Shurr..
Bomo's heart was at peace. He is very happy and grateful. It turns out that Rara's attitude is still like the old little Rara. Which is true love him and good at taking his heart. How stupid he was to stay away from Rara first, because of a small mistake that was accidentally made by the wife.
"Emmm...Where's the honeymoon going?" bimo asked, they were in bed. Bimo was tired. He asked to sleep on his wife's thigh. While Rara gently caressed the hair and face of the husband. Who looks handsome with sturdy clothes and gloves that he still wears
"Emmm... The plan's over the boss's party. We're going on a honeymoon. Yes, important work is just a little more. I've split it for the employees." Clearly Bimo was gentle, his hand moving to Rara's lips gently stroking her thin lips teasing it.
"Iijh." Rara lowered her husband's hand.
"Where's your honeymoon going?" Bimo repeated the question.
"Here is love. It's like a honeymoon. This house is like a hotel, the view is good, the air here is cool, make it growl constantly." Rara held back a smile. She may have asked to go on a honeymoon abroad. Her husband again needs a lot of money, because he is opening his business. But, look at the prestige of the husband, ngajak want a honeymoon all.
"Eeemm... Don't underestimate me, my wife. I still have a mistress to make you happy." Bimo stared at Bimo.
"This alone is love." Flanking his nose Bimo.
Bimo was lured, he changed his position to sit in front of his wife. Why else, if you don't want to ciu-man.
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"Master, sir, there's a guest..!"
Shitt's...
As he delights in exploring the neck of the wife. Again there was a disturbance. Like them they have to evacuate, so that there is no interference. This is what makes the head hurt
TB