
The sound of night animals sounded earthy, the lights were already lit in all corners of this luxurious house. Afif walked to the bed and laid Naynay's body there carefully. He peed his wife's forehead before entering the bathroom.
A week's vacation plan with their extended family had to be stopped there. Naynay cried for home because he felt unsafe there, so Afif immediately told Mr. Hen to go home first with other servants to take care of the needs at home.
Hendrayan and Yasmin also went straight home with Araa. Afif had convinced his father-in-law that Naynay was safe and took care of the person who wanted to hurt Naynay first.
Afif came out of the dressing room in pajamas and walked towards the bed. His long fingers poked Naynay's cheeks to wake his wife.
"Change your clothes first" he said as Naynay opened his eyes.
Naynay shuffled close to her body with Afif. "Bantuu."
"If I help you, then you'll lose a few hours of your sleep. Agreed?" asked Afif by twisting one eye.
"But Big Brother will also lose 50 million one round. Agreed?" naynay asked back while raising both eyebrows. Matre's soul was indeed attached in his womb right now.
Afif sat down and ran outside the room wearing the naruto style that he had watched when bored a few weeks ago. A few minutes later, he returned to the room with a black square bag. He sat next to Naynay who was leaning on the headboard of the bed.
"500 million, satisfy me and you can take it all." Afif patted the money suitcase several times.
Naynay shook her head and closed her chest. "Change how to talk! Nay feels like a call-girl if you like it!"
Afif patted her lip a few times before smiling mischievously at Naynay. "500 million for you, dear." Afif revised his words.
"Again" said Naynay, grabbing the suitcase and taking it to the dressing room. He coded Afif to wait for him there.
After putting the suitcase on a table containing a collection of Afif watches and ties, Naynay went into the bathroom to clean himself up. It took him less than ten minutes, he came out using only a towel. She didn't ask her husband for help changing clothes.
Afif who was sitting on the edge of the bed bare-chested was flabbergasted to see Naynay walking towards him. The slightly wet wiggled hair and the seductive sweet smile instantly made the man's lust rise.
"Let's start" said Afif in a heavy voice and held Naynay's open shoulder as his wife sat beside him.
"It's not strong ten times" said Naynay, who remembered the 500 million. Could die if he had to make love that much when pregnant like this.
Means if no longer pregnant, strong dong, huh?....
"Five times," Afif replied with a serious face. His wife is a hobby once procrastinate this activity with various strange statements.
"OK, come!" Naynay immediately pulled the nape of Afif until their lips met.
Starting with a slow movement that gradually gets more passionate. Afif who turned out to be plain without a thread was also starting to open a towel used by Naynay. The man's large hand rubbed Naynay's distended stomach before finally descending to the bottom.
"Hmmm...." Groans came back as their core parts fused perfectly. Afif's slow body movements made Naynay so excited to tease her husband. Her tiny flick hands rubbed the chest of the field, then gradually descended to the stomach of the boxes of torn bread.
"Want faster, Hhmm?" ask Afif who began to change his position to satisfy his wife.
"Hu'um." Naynay nodded while biting her lower lip.
Afif smiled and kissed Naynay's lips gently again, but her body movements began to gradually speed up. Their voices were muffled by this soundproofed designed room.
Afif drowned his face in Naynay's neck to dampen his voice that was starting to get out of control. Their voices grew louder as the movement of the struggle accelerated. Until finally the burst of superior seeds from Afif was a sign of the first round is finished, spending about 15 minutes.
"Why are you so cute? I feel like I want to keep working on you all night." Afif kisses chubby Naynay's cheeks in anxiety. Naynay's laughter made him feel more excited about kissing all parts of his wife's face.
"Udah, ihh." complained Naynay and pushed her husband's head slowly away from her face.
Afif laughed and dropped his body next to Naynay, he rolled over to the edge of the bed to pick up the blanket lying on the floor. After being able to, he covered both of their bodies.
"Sister, Nay wants the nanya" said Naynay, wrapping one arm around Afif's waist.
"What, hhmm?"
"That guy, why is he after Naynay with our son?" naynay asked a little doubtfully. He still shuddered in horror as he recalled the blade with that sharp glint.
Afif slashed his body to face the face of the wife. He kissed her next to that chewy cheek a few times before speaking. "He had something to do with what happened at the hotel, the son of one of the businessmen who helped set us up. He's consumed by his parents' incitement to catch us up to that country to hurt you."
Naynay nods a little sign understand, the risk of being the son and wife of a famous businessman is like this. When Naynay's status was hidden, bad events seven months ago could still befall him. Especially if Naynay's status as the only child of the Pradipta family, plus the status of wife of the CEO of Cavin Group, no matter what happens.
"Oh, don't think about it! You better think about what your fate is now." Afif again supported Naynay's body.
"There are still four rounds left" he whispered in Naynay's ear until the mummy laughed.
"Serve you with pleasure, Young Master." Naynay smiled mischievously and his hands went back into action on Afif's muscular body.
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This was before, yes. My brain again can not think of the next story because his grandfather was born on June 14 at 13:00 WIB yesterday. But here it is still far from birth. I hope you guys don't bosaðŸ˜ðŸ˜ðŸ˜
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