My Second Husband is an Idol Artist

My Second Husband is an Idol Artist
finally



Arini's heart was growing. The blood flow seemed to stop flowing, as Tirta carried his body and laid him on the bed. He really did not understand what was going on between him and his idol. Why did the kiss bring her to bed. Tirta crawled up the body of Arini, with two hands as a pedestal. After that re-unite his lips on the chewy lips belonging to Arini. edged it greedily, making Arini exhausted, feel the air in the chest cavity becomes thinned. Tirta was burned by passion.


The lips were released, small kisses down into the white neck niche belonging to Arini made this girl avert her eyes and try to scoop as much air as possible.


“Kak Dilan.” Arini's hand stretched out to hold Tirta's chest to stop kissing her.


Tirta raised her head, brought their eyes together until the rush of hunting breath swept across Arini's face making her crumble. “What's up?” Tirta stared at Arini's reddened face that looked even more dazzlingly beautiful, making the eyes that were emitting this flash of passion even more lit.


“This has gone too far,” said Arini slowly, still consider Tirta as an idol. Never the slightest thought came to his mind if their relationship would reach the intimate stage.idols like Tirta could not possibly want the body of an ordinary girl like her.


Tirta stared in Arini's bead eyes, their gaze fixed. The heartbeat of a pair of hearts is getting more intense. Tirta sighed heavily smiling obliquely.


“I am your husband, I have the right to touch you and tonight I want you,” Tirta said then undressing the clothes she was wearing.


Deg ....


Arini was stunned the pounding of her heart was getting pumped up fast, her mind was wandering far away. The shadow of the first night's failure with Andra is back. This time she'll have her first night with her second husband. This man has asked for his right as a husband. She could not refuse her husband because it was the consecrated form of a wife.


A brief kiss on the lips made Arini sober. Staring at the handsome face that was on it, that had been bare-chested.


“Starting this second, forget him. Remember I'm your husband! only I can be in your mind and heart,” press Tirta with a possessive tone and a unsheathed gaze. Arini turned her eyes to the side. Biting his lower lip was strong, unable to look at the handsome face that showed the chest of the field up close. But, Tirta was a legitimate husband and was entitled to her instead of Andra anymore. Tonight as a wife she will leave herself to her second husband.


Tirta who had burned passion again peppered. Exploring Arini's smooth neckline, tucking, sucking, licking there. Arini gripped the bed linen firmly, holding back the tickling feeling inside. Put her body in control of her husband.


Arini's eyes were rounded as Tirta's hands began to slip into the clothes he had come across. Mermas soft chest chunks that are not too big. His hands were actively groping, trying to open one by one the cloth wrapped around his wife's body.


Really Arini was very tense with the attack received, to continue to bite his lower lip. This was his first night and Tirta looked extremely expert, as if he was already impatiently devouring it. Fondling it so vigorously, whereas he who was innocent could not keep up. Because it is in Tirta's mind, she is an experienced girl because she has felt the world of marriage.


Arini's plain body has been emblazoned with real. Tirta had managed to open all of her body armor, staring at the white, smooth skin that made her passion even more ignited by the blaze. Arini's reddened face held in embarrassment as Titra stared at her entire body.


Satisfied with peppering Arini, Tirta straightened his body and rested on the knee. Undressing the remaining undergarments, Arini stunned to swallow her saliva painstakingly looking at the plain body of her husband's errant idol, with the evidence of passion having been erect and standing firm, Arini's face heating up throwing away her gaze. All the parts of the idol's body had he seen if he should be proud?


Tirta pulled next to the corner of her lips as she looked at Arini's face which looked very tense and seemed to not enjoy, not even replying to her every touch.


“Why are you so tense? You're not sure of my abilities?” hiss Tirta stared at Arini's tense face, feeling as if Arini was resisting her touch and still wishing it was from Andra. Though he was wrong, this was a first for Arini.


This young man then brought his face closer to Arini's ears. “Tonight I will satisfy you. This will be your best night that will not be forgotten,” whispered Tirta did not escape to kiss Arini's back ear, sweeping with the tongue, making Arini's body crumble and increasingly vibrate as if unable to breathe.


Tirta opened the thigh Arini began to position himself to kiss at a glance the lips of his wife.


Tirta rested with one hand. “I'll start, just relax and enjoy,” said Tirta directing his virility to the core of Arini making this girl brushes the bed linen strongly when feeling something pushing to get in.


“Ahhh,” throttled Arini, gripping firmly the back of Tirta who tried to break into it for the first time, Tirta grimaced to get a scratch from Arini, along with failing him to penetrate the bottom of it.


Tirta ignored Arini's claw again tried to stomp strongly. “Ahhh!” arini groaned but did not stop, continuing to force his way in. Tirta thought because Arini had not done any more obedience for a long time so it was a little difficult. Tirta continued to force his way in making it even more painful.


Tirta stopped her action when she heard Arini complaining of pain.Drenched sweat droplets are seen if Arini feels pain because of it.


This young man tried to hold back the passion that had flared up. Tirta's brows furrowed in wondering why Arini felt pain and why it was so difficult to pierce through Arini's property, shouldn't it be easy?


“Why is he in pain? Why can't I break through her, she's like a girl...” Tirta's inner mummy stopped. Until his brain turned around to find the fact that the girl under his cage was untouched. Tirta's eyes were rounded with something he was trying to conclude. With a turbulent heart Tirta looked straight at Arini until their sight met.


“You've never been?” ask with hesitation and a confused look. “I'm the first?” he looked at Arini with a curious face.


Arini nodded slowly accompanied by closed eyelids I agree, if Tirta is the first man for him.


Tirta stunned her body as if dumbfounded with Arini's answer how could it be? Is Arini married to her sister but still a virgin? He was the first man for Arini. What relationship does Arini have with her sister? Is his brother not a normal man? So many questions swirled in his head. What's wrong with her brother? Why didn't he touch Arini. The girl he loved is still holy? Somehow he feels right now should he be happy or sad about the fate of Andra and Arini's marriage?


It's fitting that Arini is so tense with his touch turns out this is the first for him.


Tirta grabbed the body under her wanting to say Sorry but she could not express it. Given all his treatment of Arini. Always mocking to think Arini wants her body. Many more words ketus and always offending Arini turned out he was wrong.


Tirta increasingly embraced Arini body splash passion back lunged. Even love, dear, it was more and more crooked in his heart. Tirta began to kiss the forehead, eyes, nose base spread to all parts of Arini's face gently, now he will load Arini comfortably and enjoy this romance.


Tirta was indeed the lips of Ranum Arini to taste slowly, giving small kisses, sweeping, teasing with the tongue to get a reply, doing so gently. And it is true that this tenderness made Arini crumple and began to sip her husband's lower lip.


“Eugh ..”Arini loosened her arms around Tirta's neck, began to enjoy the link of their lips, exchanging salivary sips until the sound of lip-splashing was heard from them.


Arini's body began to heat up, dissolving in waves of passion her husband so treated her gently and longed for.“Ahhh.” Arini's sigh as Tirta's gentle kiss descended down her smooth neck, sipping, licking gave a reddish mark on the white skin that patiently Tirta did a gradual wait for Arini to be comfortable. Kiss down Arini's chest, playing there squeezing, sucking makes Arini gurgle to resist the feeling of indescribable as if he wants to fly.


“Eugh ..”His hands pressed and gripped the hair behind Tirta's neck while letting out a sigh that made this young man more passionate about peeping inch by inch Arini's body.


Their breathing had sounded heavy, After Arini was dissolved in the game and ready, now Tirta again tried to make a submission.


“I'll do it, Hold it for a while, it will indeed hurt a little,” he said was taken by Arini who was back tense.


Tirta kissed Arini's forehead and lips several times, then re-positioned himself.


Arini closed her eyes when, Tirta slowly pushed to the center of her core trying to break through to enter.


“Ahhhh!” arini's moans felt the core of the body as if torn to make Tirta kiss all over Arini's face, channeling a feeling of affection to make her calm.


“Hold a minute.” Tirta continued to break through really hard and narrow.he also felt hers throbbing painfully.and this time with a single powerful and hard jolt the wall was finally torn apart the point of blood starting to seep.


“Ahhh,” throttles Arini in pain, further clawing Tirta's back. Crystal threads dripped through the tail of his eyes. When feeling tightness, fullness, pain mingled into one at the core of his body. Tirta paused for a moment to let hers sink. Feel warm and massage from the center of the Arini core. Tirta kissed Arini's entire face affectionately to divert her pain, the dripping blood had now become a sign she had owned Arini completely, even proof she was the first man for Arini. Tirta glanced at Arini, she wiped away the flowing tears, clutching with an overflowing affection.


After Arini calmed down Tirta began to move his hips slowly while he was carrying his wife's lips, replacing the pain to a pleasure that carried them flying.


Under Tirta's confinement the groans of pain had turned into groans, sighs of pleasure from the couple enjoying their first night.