My Only One's

Making Love

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"Are you sure it's okay now?" Galang reassured Amara with his words.

"Umm .. I'm actually afraid his leg hurts again, but …."

"I try not to hurt you" said Galang who again gulped with difficulty. His mind was already languishing right now and it seemed like it would not be able to be restored in the usual way.

"No promise?"

The man nodded like an idiot. Although he actually did not know how it would be, but at least, this opportunity must be taken immediately.

"But don't stop in the middle of the road? I'd go crazy if I suddenly stopped." What a silly remark, but he had to make sure tonight there were no more obstacles.

"Mh …."

"OK on a minute." Get out of bed.

He checked several things including the door that had been locked just a moment ago. Make sure no one will enter suddenly and interrupt their activities that night.

"Yes hello?" Then he made a call.

"Yes, there are a few things to watch out for. Tonight my wife has to really take a break because tomorrow will have surgery, so we can't accept any visit from anyone."

"Okay sir, understood." The man across answered.

"Truly can't." Galang repeated his words, and the man was very serious.

"Good Sir."

"OK, thank you" he said, and he ended the conversation.

Then Galang looked back and forth at the end of the bed. It seems that if he is very nervous, then fill the drinking water in the glass and then gulp it down to the toilet.

Afterwards the man approached Amara and took off his night sweatshirt.

"Well if that's what you want?" he said, and he went up to the bed.

Galang immediately close his body to Amara, then in the next second he lowered his head and immediately started warming up.

The man fucked Amara like he did before that night. He framed the woman's face with his trembling hands. The nervous and excited mixed into one.

Amara responds well to her kiss, and soon they hug each other feelingly. The sound of decapitation just airs out and their breaths are heard roaring.

Galang paused his fondling and he immediately took off their clothes until there was not a piece of cloth in the way. Although the room was quite dim, yet they could still see each other's bodies.

The man again scooped Amara's face and continued kissing. Repeating it from the beginning so that both of them began to sink into a sudden uphill desire.

Amara felt the murmurs creeping all over her body as Galang began to touch. His palm left a trace of heat that did not disappear after a while, but instead made his body flutter violently.

Especially when the man squeezed his chest and toyed with the peak that had hardened.

"G …." The woman ses*h as Galang's fondling descended to the neck and down the collarbone.

Creeping on the chest until then found the beautiful gundukkan. Galang immediately devoured her like he had done the night before, and it made Amara's body squirm followed by a voice that sounded so erotic.

Amara's left hand slipped on the man's slightly elongated black hair. It crept hard as the sip on his chest increased, as his passion also rose.

The woman bit her lips hard to hold ******* which almost escaped from her mouth. But failed because the desire continues to be turbulent due to the touch of a man on it.

Even the roaring felt the same. His eyes were already foggy and he was no longer able to hold back. His combat tools had even been greatly stiffened and he was ready to attack.

His hands are getting down. Swiping the thighs and then sneak crept up the buttocks, then crept back in Amara's flat stomach. 

Over time his touch dropped and finally he found the most sensitive point on his wife's body. He was silent for a moment and felt the pounding of his racing heart speed up as his fingers touched Amara's center.

The woman is ready.

Galang again gulped loudly and he prepared to do so. Opened Amara's thighs carefully so that the woman did not feel pain in her injured leg, then slid in and pointed her already strained weapon.

Then he stopped when the tip of the object touched the center of Amara's body, and Galang looked at his face that looked resigned in dimness. They both feel impatient.

Galang pushed his hips slowly as his natural instincts returned to work, and he actually did it carefully. Although the turmoil in the chest immediately crazed as his combat tools slowly entered and he felt a radiating warmth as he went deeper and deeper.

"Mc …." Amara groaned as something burst into the center of her body. It made her start to feel pain because this was the first time that a foreign object had entered her.

Galang stopped when he had only entered half and the tip of his weapon felt hit something. He looked back at Amara's face whose forehead was starting to wrinkle.

Their breath roared and sweat had already drenched their foreheads. The air even began to feel hot in the room even though the air conditioner was still turned on.

Galang gathered as much strength as he could as if he was going to attack the fortress in battle. And in the next second he pressed his hips to go deeper.

But it didn't work. 

There was something quite difficult for him to penetrate and Galang was sure it was the deepest part of Amara that had not been touched by anyone.

Galang lowered his head, and he rested with one hand, while the other hand he linked to Amara's left hand.

"Stop Brother, I'm sak …." Late, the man pushed again and this time harder so his combat tools went all in.

Amara's mouth opened as she felt heat and pain and was shocked at the same time. While Galang had held his breath when he also felt that he had torn something inside there.

The views of the two back together and their faces are only a few inches away. And the chests of each one had been firmly attached as the breathing grew louder. The heart beats three times faster than before.

He pulled his hip, then pushed it back slowly. His natural instincts are really working right now, and he soon understands what to do as his feelings begin to settle in there.

"Darkl!" Amara started to moan. He didn't think it would feel like this.

"Sick Brother!" he said, and the look on his face changed every time Galang moved.

"Aaaahhhh! Don't wanna! It's sick!" The woman reacted when Galang added to her movements.

"Stop! I don't want to! It's sick!" he said again and he removed his hand from Galang's grasp then held the man's stomach.

"Your feet or your hands?" Galang thought Amara felt pain in his injury.

"Mh …." The woman thought.

"Where's that?" Galang rubbed his right hand and foot that was still wrapped in bandages.

Amara did not answer. He himself was confused by the pain. Because not on the part that her husband touched, but the center of his body that felt sore.

"Miss?" call Galang who pulls back and pushes his hips.

"This. Ahhhhh!" Amara groaned and she held back her husband's stomach.

"Sister, stop it! It's paining. I'm not strong!" The woman whimpered.

Galang's breathing grew increasingly roaring and his heart was actually beating so fast. He even felt as if his chest was about to break so strongly that his heartbeat.

"Sister, already! I'm …."

"Not finished! I'm not done!" replied Galang who had lowered his head back and continued the fondling without stopping his movement.

"But it hurts Brother!" Amara whimpering.

"Hmm .. I'm not done yet" she said again, and she peeked at Amara's face.

Both of his hands re-explored the woman's body. Scratch everything he found and play with it like before.

"Ng ... Brother!"

Galang cared for hearing, and he continued to pepper with Amara. Silencing her lips that kept on whining and whimpering. His instincts continued to lead so that he kept moving spurring his body.

"Mm ..." Amara's groaning became clearer as Galang yelled faster. But the man had no intention of stopping his movements.

He even continues to race as his increasingly bubbling passion is unbearable. All flavors are mixed into one. Happy, excited and proud. Because they actually did it for the first time and tonight went on without interruption.

Galang continued to race for a while and the voice of Amara's moans was no longer heard. But over time the moaning slowly turned into des*han when the woman felt that something else was present on her body.

The pain and soreness he had previously felt gradually became another feeling. Which Amara had never felt, and this he could not describe with words.

"Sister!" Amara squeezed the man's arm hard when something forced her to tear down her defenses.

Galang did not respond, but he only focused on his own feelings. His two eyes were closed with eyebrows that seemed to be interlocked. His mind was scattered and his common sense was somewhere. 

There is only passion that rolls up his feelings so great and passion that dominates his subconscious. So that now is only one goal, which is to achieve release.

"Sister, ahhh!" Amara groaned as she felt a great wave hit everything that was on her.

His body seemed to be split into two and ransacked in such a way. But it felt so beautiful and she liked it, even though she didn't know what to call it.

"Sister, I peed!" he shouted as he felt something rustle within him and he tightened his center to hold back. Even if it doesn't work.

But it makes Galang feel madness down there. When he felt that his combat tools were*mas and twisted violently, and made him unable to hold back.

His instincts told him he had to race even faster, and Galang followed that. He snapped even though Amara kept rummaging down there. Then in the next second he got his climax. 

The liquid within him filled Amara, melted into one with her, and then she collapsed.

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