Next to Heart
SEASON TWO
COLLECTING SWEAT.....
WARNING 21++
Read after breaking the fast, before entering Imsak time....
Contain adult scenes, underage please skip....
Please be careful, it can increase blood flow....
Who read while fasting, not othor dependents if things happen....
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"You must believe the same Mas, Mas love the same you" and gently caressed the wife's face, frowned her forehead gently Dinda and held her full of warmth.
Dinda did not refuse Imran's treatment, in her heart believing that the girl named Soraya just wanted to make her family destroyed, as much as possible Dinda would defend Imran.
Imran stretched his arms, he saw the wife intensely, slowly but surely, Imran began to draw his face closer to Dinda's face.
Whether who started, the lips of both now ber*agut each other, initially Imran only melu*mat gently, but the longer the lum*atan the more demanding.
Deca*pan's voice filled the room, after feeling out of breath, Imran just released his pag*utan against the wife, but still stuck his forehead on Dinda's forehead, both of them seemed to be panting, and they were still puffing, fight each other for oxygen to fill the chest cavity that feels deflated.
Imran again memag*ut lips Dinda, explore every inch in the mouth of the queen, slowly ciu*mannya down to the neck level of the wife, leaving a trace of purplish red, making Dinda seem to float because they really enjoy the game of her husband, both like a newlywed couple who are sipping the pleasure of the first night, never bored.
With the skills possessed by Imran, finally the two human children who were drunk with gai*rah were now innocent.
Imran plays Dinda's twin mountain shoots who managed to make his spirit*he more burned, Dinda's body shook with a sigh that makes Imran more heated.
Dinda's body is like an opium for Imran, if not touch it will make him dizzy, let alone even many times Imran did it will never feel tired.
"Honey" whispered Imran lirih and only replied deheman by his wife.
"I love You" Imran's voice grew louder.
"I love you to babe" Dinda's voice was no less shrewd.
Imran again kissed every inch of Dinda's body, until finally reached his favorite valley.
Imran said he blew up the wet Dinda valley, making Dinda even more nervous.
"Aahhhhhhhhh.... Ma-mas" des*ah Dinda.
It can no longer be described how Dinda is now, Imran who is playing around in his valley makes himself more burned.
"Dear, call my name" said Imran, then returned to play in one of his favorite places.
"Mas Imraaannn" again Dinda*sighed, at the same time her body stiffened violently, she also got her first release.
Imran smiled with satisfaction, rubbed his wife's forehead flooded with sweat.
"You like it" asked Imran, and Dinda only replied with a nod, at this time Dinda could not say anything, she was so breathless because of Imran.
Slowly Imran pointed his combat-ready weapon towards the valley where he had been playing, with a slight push at last the weapon managed to enter his nest.
Imran spurred his weapon with a slow rhythm, making Dinda's body stiffen again, like the flow of electricity thousands of volts.
The longer the movement of Imran faster, hen*tkan for hen*tkan successfully destroyed Dinda's defense, back sound leng*uhan gliding free from the lips of Dinda swollen by her husband's actions.
"Aahh... masssss" said Dinda.
"Call me babe, I love it when you say my name" Imran spurred his weapon faster, as if he was racing a horse on a spur.
"Imrannn Masss"
"Massaos"
"We are both dear"
"Massaosse"
"Aahhhh"
The sound of era*ngan was heard to be simple to each other in the room, both of them seemed to enjoy every sweat that flowed in the body of both.
Imran scooped up Dinda's lips, let out a glance and smiled gently, Dinda could feel something warm flowing down her collar.
Imran rubbed the sweat against his wife, both of them looking very dull, while adjusting the breath.
"Thank you dear" Imran again kissed Dinda's forehead.
Dinda did not answer, she just smiled.
Shortly after, Imran's combat tools stiffened again, as usual, Imran was never satisfied if only did it once, the various styles they did, as usual, the room was as if it had been a hot battle witness that night, somehow Imran did it until Dinda felt very tired, he said, Imran grabbed a blanket lying on the floor to cover the two innocent bodies that had been tired of fighting, at two in the morning both of them just fell asleep.
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Elsewhere, a nightclub, Soraya spends her time there. It looks like the girl is really drunk.
After leaving the house of the man who always disturbed his mind because he was expelled, the girl chose to go to a nightclub to eliminate his disappointment with Imran.
"Fuck you Imran, what less am I than your stupid wife huh" he said to the glass that was in his grasp.
Soraya clasped tightly onto the glass she was drinking, staring intently at the glass as if the one she was staring at was the man who had torn her heart apart.
"You know, your wife is nothing compared to me" Soraya pointed to herself, occasionally the girl hiccups from the satiety after drinking alcohol.
"I can satisfy you in bed, and you'll know how great I am" Soraya said.
Someone looking at Soraya who was drunk, the man seemed familiar with the figure who was talking to himself in front of the bartender table.
"Isn't that Soraya? what's he doing here?" the man muttered in wonder.
Well, the man who had been staring at Soraya was one of the clients who had used Soraya's services.
"Miss Soraya?"
"Imrannn"
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