
Dion was still actively tracing every inch of his wife's body. Her smooth, milky-white skin made her so beautiful in Dion's eyes. Even now the woman who has become his wife is innocent without a thread. The man is still loyal to his activities.
What the hell is he thinking? Why is he like this? Hasn't he been so good with other women? Why is this man like this to me now? We used to mess with each other a lot. And why I started enjoying it too. Si*l, I can't go on like this.
"Hey, yes already. Let's go for a walk first yuk. As long as we're here we've never even been anywhere," the first moves are issued, seduction. But that woman's base never had a relationship with any man. His tongue seemed to be stiffening with words of affection. It felt like before the affectionate word came out, he had already goosebumps first.
"Don't say much. Or I'll be rude like that time,"
Silent. Agnes was silently silent without any more word refuting coming out of her mouth. He remembered very well that moment, the man touched her violently. To make his pleasure hole is very painful. It is better to think so war.
The night sport is back. This time it was softer. Because there was no rebellion at all from the woman. The romance is getting heated up. Burn each joint both. It spread and spread until the two reached the highest level in their romance.
"Aaahhh," escaped already from Agnes' lips when the woman had reached her peak. However Dion seemed to still be able to endure a little more.
Ceplok ceplok ceplok ceplok ceplok ceplok ceplok ceplok ceplok ceplok ceplok.
There was the sound of the rhythm of the romance fluid belonging to both of them.
"A little more..aaaaaah," now Dion's following Agnes reached her climax.
Whether consciously or not Dion landed a few kisses on his wife's face. Now the bodies of both are limp and unclogged. Dion collapsed beside his wife's body. Then he looked at his wife's face. It seemed like Agnes fell asleep as soon as she reached her climax. It was as if his body was not powered at all.
"Sleep. Sorry to force you again. I can no longer control my body when I am with you. My body was like being stung by a strong flow of electricity. And your body is like an opium to me. I can no longer tell the difference between lust and the seed of love. But if what I feel is love, let me continue to nurture it. That this love may be in my heart. I seem to be starting to like our forced marriage. Very silly, right? We are like Tom and Jerry, but in the end we are united with our marriage that feels ridiculous. Isn't ridiculous? We get married because our parents forced us to. But in the end this marriage is not bad either. I took my word at that time. Now I'm falling into your shackles instead" kissed his wife's forehead long enough. Then he pulled out a thick blanket to cover his innocent body as well as his wife. A smile fluttered at the man. Before finally falling asleep into a dream.
*******
"You awake?" a voice that has lately often filled his eardrum. Circulating the view around the room. His eyes stopped when he saw the figure of a woman with blonde hair who had already braided one. As usual, the lady wore a knee-length dress. This time with flowers. It looked simple indeed, but the aura of beauty from the woman who was now his wife was radiating so strongly. It was as if her beauty and beauty were perfectly attached to her life.
"Good morning" an engraved smile on Dion's lips.
"For what? It's noon!" throw Dion's underwear boxer. "Quick-wear. Today is the last day in Bali, I want to take a walk. I have to buy souvenirs for Ani and Monica. Ah Rendy and Rianna too. Go take a shower and hurry. We'll be home tonight, won't we? Tomorrow is Monica and Kevin's wedding day. You didn't forget, did you?"
Dion smiling. The woman looked so adorable when blabbering long like this. Don't forget the look on his face when he's upset. Really cute and adorable in Dion's eyes.
"alright. Today is your day. Do everything you want. I'll do it this time, '" Dion's wearing his boxer. Move slowly to the bathroom.
"really? Don't you break your promise?" agnes shouted from a distance.
"No way!"
I don't know how long Dion's been cleaning himself. Now the man is seen opening the bathroom door with a small towel wrapped around his waist. Agnes' eyes widened as soon as she saw the appearance before her eyes. Soon he snatched his phone and started surfing on the yout*be app. Dion only glanced at him with a smile that still adorned his lips.
"Come, where are you going today?" Dion now appears in her casual outfit. Denim jacket with subordinate Chino type trousers and white sneaker that makes it more masculine.
Deg deg. My crazy heart. Control, Agnes control!
"Ckckkckck do you want to stand there or go for a walk?" dion's voice began to rise an octave to see his wife who was silent on the spot.
"I.iya," half ran to get to Dion's side. Shit*n think what the hell am I?