My sister - in-law my husband

Not Angry yet?

Dean let go of his kiss, "Aren't you angry?" seductive Dean while staring fixedly, the woman on his lap at that time, while smiling mischievously.

Dinda just silently awakened, with both cheeks blushing red, while twirling her eyeballs to relieve the nervousness, the mixture of shame she felt at this time.

"Oh God! how could I forget? I'm angry again!!" he said he cursed himself who could be carried away by the atmosphere at that time.

Shame is certain, until it feels like he wants to disappear this second as well.

"Haha..." Dean could not help his laughter, which began to echo in the room, when he saw his wife's adorable behavior.

Dinda went down from her husband's lap with an annoyed face, and her lezel bead glared off, stomping her legs annoyed with her husband.

Not afraid Dean even back pull Dinda's slender body, so that back sitting in his lap again.

He stared at the bead of lezel deeply, while approaching his face, so that the forehead and nose of mareka collided with each other, slowly.

"DEG" their heartbeats began to hum, as their beads locked together like an inevitable magnet.

"I Love You?" he said he did not take his gaze away from the beautiful face of his wife was full of longing.

Dinda's face grew hot, while listening to her husband's expression, so she quickly turned her eyes to another direction.

To eliminate the strange vibrations that are able to make the blood flow ripples violently.

Dean touched his wife's chin gently, preventing Dinda from breaking their eye contact.

"Gear my eyes? and feel this heart?!" dean said softly, grabbing the soft hand, and placing it on his left side, while closing the two beads, as if enjoying the sensation.

Dinda was silent, with her body shaking violently, cold heat began to hit, when their skin touched each other, she could feel, Dean's heartbeat was beating very fast, exceeding the rhythm that it should be.

Dinda grunted before hearing her husband's chatter, "Lie!!" he answered while pulling a rough hand, making Dean open his brown bead slowly.

Saw his wife's pouting face at that moment.

"Seriously, I've felt it before, but it's never been this deep?" he answered as if he knew, the woman's mind, while staring at the bead of the lezel deep.

Dinda just sneered her lips, heard it, even though her heart was actually flowery, but she did not want to admit it.

"Huge yet?" dean said again while gently stroking Dinda's slightly protruding stomach.

"How many months?" the question again, which succeeded in making Dinda surprised to hear it, because as far as she had, she never told her husband.

"I'm sorry?" he said softly, with a voice that began to shake softly.

Dinda was still silent, looking at her husband happy to be mixed up, she really did not expect that her husband would behave like this.

"I'm sorry?" he said again whether I had the number of times, really Dinda can not count the number.

"Hay, papa's son? healthy always, right? is this papa darling?" he said while inserting his hands into Dinda's stomach, making a tingly taste, successfully making Dinda's feathers bristling.

Dinda just kept quiet, enjoying the touch from her husband, whom she had long missed.

"Don't!!" his strangeness was shocked when Dean's hand had risen, entered in his dense chewy fruit, which was getting bigger, the effect of her pregnancy, while brushing off the naughty hand.

"I miss, can I?" he said with a bead began to fog, without waiting for his wife's answer, he immediately grabbed the thin lips in front of him greedy, while holding the body of Dinda ala bridal style, led him to the room that Dinda inhabited.

Seriate