Red Noctah
The Part 66
"Eh, where are we going? Going home?" When researching the road.
"Towards the heaven of the world" he answered calmly. His smile continued to crack from the corner of his lips.
"By the way it is, why I was so horrified," he said waswas.
"Apaan sih .. relax dong dear, we need to try it," said Bisma while linking one left hand to his wife's hand. Grasping with a feeling of love. While the other hand is busy mastering the roundabout.
When nyempil near the car gear, make it easier for her to get closer, making her husband's shoulder becomes a backrest. Their hands clasped together. Plus the sound of love on the air through the car audio, they follow the song together.
Now that I've proven, you're a loyal companion.
Strong never complains, happy I'm always with you.
The love tones that flowed from both of her lips, represented their deep feelings.
"If all day Razik stay not fussy, the day after tomorrow come to the top yes, all haiking the same friends. All of us honeymoon there," he said full of plans.
"Look at Mas, I think Razik now is just a sinful feeling left in the place of mama," he said suddenly sad.
"What the hell, just a moment doang kok darling, besides there is a mama at home, you are calm dong, or not so alone?" Bisma pulled her car over.
"You want a putback?" tanyanya. Not have the heart to see his wife even not calm, honestly he also felt how yes .. but for the sake of peace and continuity, this way is most appropriate after contemplation.
"No need, continue not pa-pa, I believe in the same mom."
"That dong, let our worship also be quiet." The smile on his face immediately came out.
"Cock the road here, we go home?"
"Home home, baby, tomorrow you move here huh?" he gave me info.
"There is a Pandu? Ntar's being mocked again, he's fretting."
"No, that's the boy again and the schedule this time is quite solid."
If you no longer ask. The car started to go into his yard. So this is the story, five-step husband, straight from home. Haha.
"really? As quiet as you?"
They reached her husband's home. The woman followed Bisma to the room. It was quite large, about the size of a room in his house.
Apparently, the bisma has told people to prepare everything. The room was transformed into very beautiful, fragrant, and neat. Complete with beautiful roses sprinkled on the bed sheet.
"My idea, but other people who know, can't I be a neat ginian, like it?" tanyanya smiled.
"Yes, it's cool to feel in a hotel."
"Alhamdulillah if you like, I clean first huh?" he left the room to the bathroom. Suddenly when they feel pounding, they have passed before, but certainly very different.
The creaking of the door that sounded spread the woman's daydream, spontaneously looked up to her.
"We pray first yes, you take ablution first" he said.
If you immediately remove the hijab that you wear, go to the bathroom to wash. After that, she came to her husband who had held two prayer rugs. Closed with a prayer of kindness after the greeting.
When his outstretched hand touched the head of his wife, when silent guaranteed solemnly. Before finally opening the prayer cloth. The man no longer spoke much, he led his wife to the beloved contest.
"Bismillah .. I come, my dear wife, let me finish my duties as a husband" he whispered softly. Started to open the cover that wrapped his wife's body. All that sticks it loose, remaining beauty that looks real. Both are equally plain in a blanket.
Bhishma knew his wife was shaking, before she had gone through all this, but due to her mistake it certainly could not be this calm.
"Rileks dear, I will do it gently, I'm sorry if it hurt you a little bit later" he said convincingly.
The man went straight to his soft lips, the place of reward every time he clenched, pecking softly full of cravings. Mel*matnya without rest, explore in it. He made his bidadari stunned until he was released to supply some oxygen to his chest cavity.
The wonderful adventure continues with a love-stripped paintbrush until it evokes many beautiful paintings flashing stars in all curves of its body. Any part of the body he wants. The man now controls half of himself. His soul soared far full of excitement.
His two hands clinging to each other gave strength as the man's heart whispered a beautiful prayer for the sake of perfect worship. Removing thousands of seeds that water his wife's land. After all that soared, making the two children of Adam like in the center of heaven. Dive full of damba. Many times the man kissed his right and left cheeks. His heart cheered with gratitude and happiness.
Time and again the man repeated the same scene, bringing his idol soaring to the top of the navel of real pleasure. Until the man feels like repeating, again and again. It all feels so beautiful and delicious. If possible, don't want to end it for today.
Cup
One kiss the man pinned right on his lips, gently stroking the woman who was still faithful under the blanket to cover her innocent body.
"Wake up baby, can not walk, shower first we have to pray," he said gently. The twilight out there has been greeting, this is their second shampooing session, completely confining his wife all day.
When he got up carefully, the woman stood up, feeling bitter and throbbing down there. He bit his lower lip as he tried to step up to feel a little pain left behind.
"I'm sorry baby, I'm too excited" he said proudly. With a single jolt lifted his wife's body towards the bathroom.
When hiding, immerse his face in the husband's da*da, when the body feels floating. Still left clear in her brain memory how her husband explored over her. Shame, but very happy.
