My Love Teacher's

Aroon's Prison of Love

Cyra took off her kiss, looking at Aroon with a deep look. "I love you Aroon" he said. Aroon still couldn't believe what he was hearing.

Cyra kissed her husband's lips again. And this time is very long. "I'm all yours." he said in a raucous voice.

Aroon was still silent with his body wet from the shower. Cyra was disappointed by her husband's silent response. God, if her feelings for me have changed for too long, Cyra thought. I'm not ready if it turns out he doesn't love me anymore. He rejected me because there was a new love. Various kinds of prejudices flashed in Cyra's mind. With his body soaked, he took a few steps back and prepared to turn his back. Getting out of it is the best decision to break it up.

Suddenly Aroon grabbed her hand and pulled her in a hug. Cyra was shocked and almost fell but her husband's burly hand was ready to hold her body. Aroon's other hand grabbed Cyra's nape and instantly kissed his wife's lips.

"Hmmm.. Hmmmm.. Hmmm.."

Cyra is overwhelmed to compensate for Aroon's lip play.

Aroon banged his wife's body against the bathroom wall while continuing to******* Cyra's lips mercilessly.

"Wcnpphhfff.. Hmmphh." Cyra was almost out of breath. Aroon quickly pulled his lips. He fused his forehead. Their breaths are breathless.

"Breathe." he ordered in a hoarse voice.

"You didn't give me tingling___." Not until Cyra finished Aroon's words again - again kissed his wife's lips again. He grew bold by playing his tongue there. Cyra seemed surprised by such a novelty but she immediately enjoyed every touch her husband gave her.

Aroon suddenly lifts Cyra's body without letting go of their kiss. They are so enjoying that only the sound of teeth grinding and moaning is heard. Spontaneously Cyra hooked her legs to her husband's waist. Aroon sat him in the sink. And take off the kiss.

"Cyras. L'm.. I'm too happy. I'm sorry if I hurt you." Aroon rubbed his wife's reddened lips from her kisses and bites.

"Sstt." Cyra put her index finger in front of Aroon's lips. He shook his head. "You didn't hurt me. I like it." Cyra softly kissed Aroon's lips with a glance.

"That's what you said. Can you repeat it. I want to keep hearing it."

Cyra smiled, he cupped his hands together on Aroon's cheeks. She looked deep into her husband's eyes. "I love you, Aroon, my husband. Loves you so much. Imprison me into your love. Please." said Cyra softly.

Aroon smiled. "If you're in my prison you won't be able to get out. I love you so much, Cyra."

"I don't intend to go out darling." seduced Cyra. He rolled his eyes mischievously.

Aroon looked at Cyra with a faint look. "I.. I want more. Can I?" ask with heart. He was afraid that Cyra would still be traumatized by the kidnapping, so he did it with heart.

Cyra smiled. He drew closer to Aroon's ears while whispering something. "Come, do as you please. Aren't you wearing nothing." Cyra kissed Aroon's neck gently.

Aroon's hand touched Cyra's neck. He began to kiss his wife's white neck. Cyra felt something strange, amused but opiate.

"Aroons."

Aroon continued to do the action with his fingers that began to unbutton his wife's clothes one by one until he quickly threw them into any place. Aroon was amazed to see Cyra's body. Both of its twin hills are seductive. Although never felt but because of the influence of the drug Aroon can not enjoy it.

Seeing her husband look at her body without blinking, Cyra felt embarrassed to cross her arms to cover her twin hills.

"Can?" again - again Aroon asked permission. His voice felt like begging. Slowly Cyra nodded. Slowly Aroon put away Cyra's hand which blocked his way to enjoy every beauty that was in his wife's body.

"Aacchhh.." cried Cyra. His hand tried to get rid of Aroon's tongue playing with the top of his hill. He felt a strange sensation. It felt amused creeping all over his body. Aroon ignored and continued to play there. He has not enjoyed it since the death of his wife.

"Aaacch.. Aroons.."

Aroon stopped the action. He looked towards Cyra whose gaze was already unfocused. There was a disappointed hue why her husband stopped the action.

Aroon holds Cyra's body and carries her to bed.

For some reason every time Aroon asked for permission he could not resist. The voice asking was like magic to him.

Aroon began to explore every inch of his wife's body without being missed. Kisses, bites and even tongue strokes are also done. He did not want the pleasure to be missed an inch.

Cyra closed her eyes. She was spoiled by her husband. This pleasure he had never felt even when Aroon first did it during the abduction. This time Aroon did it so gently. Until without feeling Aroon managed to remove the barrier of Cyra's personal property and throw it down. Cyra seemed to wake up and flinch.

"Don't." refuse. "I'm ashamed." said Cyra with a dead red face.

"Hey why are you ashamed? I'm your husband."

"Hurt?" ask Cyra lirih.

"I promise I won't get sick like Cyra did. I'll make you as comfortable as possible." Aroon kissed Cyra on the forehead, continued in both of her eyes, nose and ended up on the lips. Everything he does is soft. Aroon is trying to make Cyra comfortable. Cyra's body has not stiffened. Aroon had even begun to be able to caress his wife's private property gently until it involuntarily whined out of Cyra's mouth.

Aroon smiled at that, meaning that Cyra was ready. Aroon gently opened both of Cyra's thighs. "Beautiful" he said. His tongue started playing there.

"Aaccchhh.." cried Cyra. "Aroon.. L'm.. It feels weird."

"What a weird thing, baby?" ask Aroon on the sidelines of his game. Aroon did not relax his game even he gave a small bite there.

"Aaacchhh.." wail after moan came out of Cyra's mouth. She was really spoiled by her husband's game which in this case was more experienced. "Someone's going out."

"Don't hold it dear." replied Aroon in a raucous voice. Until a few seconds ahead Cyra's body twitched. She pulled her husband's hair. Cyra regulated her breathing. He had reached the peak of pleasure for the first time. "You like it?"

Cyra just gave a nod. His consciousness has not yet returned completely.

"Can I enter you?" aroon whispers in Cyra's ear.

"Slow down."

"Yes dear." answered Aroon. Aroon again makes Cyra excited until the time comes to enter the pleasure burrow owned by his wife.

"Aauuwww is sick."

"Hold a minute, baby."

Cyra closed her eyes. Her fingers were clutching her husband's back. Aroon must be careful. Although this is the second but Cyra must not be used to it. Slowly he put in a little bit.

"Aaauuww." cried Cyra. Aroon starts kissing his wife's neck, playing his twin hills until Cyra gets used to Aroon's large possession.

"Aacchh.." a moan that came out of Cyra's mouth as a sign that Aroon could start the game. He moved back and forth with a slow rhythm.

It was the moans he heard from his wife's mouth that made him speed up the rhythm of the game. Aroon closed his eyes enjoying each of these games. He had not done so for a long time, Cyra was the first woman to arouse the passion he had long craved for his dead wife.

"I love you Cyra. I love you dear." said Aroon repeatedly in between games. The movement was getting faster and "Aaaccchhhh!!!" his body shook violently. Cyra tightly hugged her husband even though it felt painful and strange she was willing to give happiness to her husband.

"I love you too Aroon my husband." he kissed.

Aroon hugged his wife's body and enveloped her. The hot game was stopped for a while. "Welcome to the prison my love dear."

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