Rahim Hire Mr. CEO

The Bergelora Night

“Where to Darling? I'm a really big laper,” said Belva.

Sara immediately opened the box of supplies that she brought, then arranged neatly on the table. There was white rice, Chicken Soup, Crispy Fried Shrimp, and also Milk Pudding for her husband. Then Sarah took her husband lunch.

With pleasure, Belva also received lunch brought by his wife. “Thank You Darling .. very nice seneng deh dimasakin super delicious lunch, then escorted here,” said Belva while feeding the food into his mouth.

“Yes, only his wife came precisely my husband's body held-hold with another girl. Nyebelin,” Sara revealed this time.

This is natural because women usually say their hearts a while later. Can't immediately express his heart.

Hearing Sara say so, then Belva glanced for a moment at Sara and also stopped to chew her food.

“Tuh, just say now .. if you feel dislike and unpleasant it should not be held back. Better to be directly addressed. If I'm wrong, immediately reprimand me Darling,” said Belva.

“Yes sebel Mas .. emang si Ridwan where Mas?” ask Sara then.

“Ada ... only he's new to the marketing division earlier,” Reply Belva.

Sara was silent and nodded her head slowly, then took a quick glance at her husband, “Oh .. Next time don't be like that. Do I need to bring coffee to the tumbler? Kan at home there tuh tumbler that makes the drink always hot,” bargain Sara later.

“You're jealous, baby? You want your husband to just drink your coffee?” ask Belva while laughing.

“Not so .. just how about something like this happen again?” ask Sara then.

“Ya already .. I brought coffee from home just love. Coffee love yah,” said Belva while continuing to eat his food.

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The night …

Sara's still putting Evan to sleep. Maybe because the day was left for a while by Sara to Agastya Property, the night Evan asked his mother to read a fairy tale before going to bed. Sara obeyed what became her son. Read the story of the children of Nusantara who told about the figure of Sangkuriang and Dayang Sumbi.

Almost all the books he read, until finally Evan was asleep. Then Sara immediately got out of Evan's bed. Turn off the headlight and replace it with a sleeping lamp, then kiss his son's forehead.

“Good sleep, Evan .. Mama loves you,” Sara said affectionately.

Then Sara immediately came out of Evan's room and headed to his own room. The woman saw a busy Belva with a tablet in her hand, “New busy Mas?” sara asked her husband.

Belva, listening to his wife's voice, put the tablet down and opened her hand, hinting for Sara to enter his arms.

“Evan is asleep?” ask Belva later.

“Iya .. already. Sorry Mas a little long .. Evan asked to be read a fairy tale first,” Sara told her husband. “Mas, I miss,” I'm Sara then.

Belva only smiled, the man tightened his embrace on Sara's body. He warmed the woman's body and inhaled the fragrance of the perfume Pomello Orange is so soft and fresh.

Sara then pulls her face, and carries her index finger to the side of Belva's face and also Belva's neck. Then bravely, Sara brought her face closer and landed warm, wet kisses on Belva's neck. Not usually Sara did this, but this time it was as if her body was moving by itself. Even Sara did not hesitate to kiss Belva's neck.

“Honey,” said Belva in a voice that seemed to hold back the desire that suddenly just stirred.

But it was as if Sara ignored the call from her husband. Sara actually increasingly down the Belva neckline, sweeping her warm lips in the Belva neckline. It was as if the production of various hormones in her that triggered the pregnant woman to send signals in her husband's neck.

Tub ignited by the flames, Belva also held Sara's hand and touched it to the property of her household which was so tense. Because, just the temptation that Sara gave in her neckline alone has made Belva feel hot cold as it is today.

“Mas, can?” ask Sara then.

First Sara dared herself to touch her hand touching the heirloom of the husband, squeezing it slowly, grasping it in a movement of hands up and down. Sara really did not think when she saw the reaction of the husband who seemed to enjoy playing Sara's hand.

Even more than that, Sara then brought her husband's heirloom to nest in her warm oral cavity. Greet with the depth and warmth of his mouth.

“Ah, Darling,” said Belva by rubbing Sara's head.

Everything Sara did really made her feel passionate, until it was in the crown. Until finally, Belva brings back Sara's face to finish the game.

“Have been messing around,” Belva said later.

Belva then brought their lips to meet, greeted again, fenced back, kissed, and kissed him more deeply. Both hands Belva, trying to lift the shirt worn by his wife, to make the shirt slip and Belva immediately threw it away. The man opened his eyes, when he saw the lace wrapping on his wife's chest area, a soft pink color. Unpermissioned, Belva's hand squeezed the twin mound, pressing it slowly, one hand slipped behind Sara's back to make the wrapper come off.

The man then took off the shirt he still used. Then he, stripped the remnants of the cloth attached to the bodies of the two. Belva slightly raised Sara's body, landing the woman's butt in her lap, over her thigh. Uniting the core of her body, Sara closed her eyes and squeezed the strands of her husband's hair.

“Ah, Mas,” de-sah at that time when felt the property of her husband who had pierced in as if hit the wall of her uterus. Sara's wiggly fingers squeezed her husband's shoulders, and she scratched her face around her husband's neck.

Belva took her hand back down Sara's soft skin, tearing it up, giving off touches that seemed to ignite the particles that made her body both more and more ignited, increasingly hot, she said, and getting wet from the sweat that comes out just like that. Presents a clay and wet impression.

The man's lips moved and kissed the top of the peach, gave a sweep with his tongue, and gave small bites there. It does not take long, the peach peak was swollen and wet.

Sara's waist moved following her instincts. In the forward and backward movement, he was getting more chaotic this time. Several times Sara even moaned and clutched her husband's shoulder. Friction after friction that occurs makes both equally burned.

Sara's body was curling sensually, in a vaguely felt urge of desire as her husband's heirloom pressed down just below. Friction that is able to drain each gallon on his own body.

The woman bristled more, as Belva's fingers rolled down her back skin, felt her thighs, even toyed with her peaches. Both of them moved in a spark that seemed to be getting more and more embroidered.

Belva was completely burned, so the man was incessantly exploring his wife's body. His fingers were busy twisting one peach, and his lips were devouring so greedily the other peach. Until the sighs repeatedly flowed from Sara's lips. The hot activity that actually burned both of them at this time.

“Ah, Mas .. I can't take it anymore,” the confession finally came out also from Sara's lips.

Yes, the woman felt that she had reached the limit of her defense. Can no longer be ignited by all the activities her husband does on her. This time, Sara chose not to be a shy princess. Both are husband and wife. Her own husband had completely ignited her body with a surge, and had Sara at the limit of her defense.

Hearing the wife's confession, Belva quickly moved, carrying Sara in her cradle, in her arms and laying her down. Belva directly overtook him.

“Honey,” Belva was growling. Actually, not only Sara who was ignited, herself also ignited.

The woman closed her eyes more and more as she felt the urge for the sake of insistence, blasphemy for the sake of blasphemy. The asductive movements her husband made, going in and out, pressing and stabbing were completely intoxicating. Nevertheless, Belva tried not to hurt the fetus that is currently residing in the womb of his wife.

Belva opened his wife's legs. Placing himself right in the middle of it, directing his inheritance to the heavenly cup of his wife. Without warning, he entered.

Robust.

Deep.

Quick.

Stabbed until his grave sank into his wife's heavenly cup. The tight, warm, clutches inside made Belva close her eyes several times, a feeling that made the man lose his mind. Until finally Belva realized that he could no longer survive any longer.

And Belva growled, clutching Sara's body with her hand. Until finally, the chaotic and blasphemous movement of the seductif leads Belva into the abyss of endless pleasure. As his loving liquid gushed in there, the man actually exploded, breaking like sparks of fireworks with his fire flowers scattered in the sky.

Both of them are equally smashed, ignited by the burning love, and wrap both in the pleasure of love that they regrow together.