Revenge Wedding

Love is strong (2)

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"You want to reject me after making me this passionate?" Staring at Meira seriously while exhaling a heavy breath.

"Not so." Screaming loudly while blushing shyly.

"So you want it? alright I will serve you until you are overwhelmed!" smiling meaningfully as Arga said it.

jesus, why am I the one who seems to ask first?! she is very good at turning facts.

His face approached down the neck of Meira's level, giving a wedge interspersed with ******breaths are heavy, making Meira's hair instantly mere mang.

While his hand had moved wildly into Meira's shirt and stopped right at his two favorite balls.

Arga squeezes it giving a gentle massage that makes Meira involuntarily bite her own lips.

"a h."******small**unconsciously popped out of Meira's lips as the burly hand was getting more and more actively gnawing around her in the t-shirt.

Crick

The sound of a rag tear made Meira duck, gawking because her shirt was split in two again, Arga did not even care about the protest that came out of her mouth, as if impatient as the man had already taken off the shirt and threw it just like that onto the floor.

Now he lifted up the girl's body, placed it on a long sofa.

"Why here? uh!" Meira immediately shut her mouth. Shame to hear his own question.

Arga smiled warmly while tucking her hair behind Meira's ears.

"So you're impatient, aren't you? I'll just start right away!" He said as he approached.

Arga clenched her lips gently, played the girl's tongue with her tongue, making Meira sting many times as she was almost out of breath, like a fish thrown ashore.

"Hey, breathe stupid!" Arga said when she realized Meira's face turned blue.

"You. hmm." Again attacking her lips, like an addiction, Arga*********, giving a gentle but long-time sesappan Meira could feel her kiss getting wilder.

Their tongues were intertwined, occasionally****** coming out of Arga's mouth, her gaze this time filled with passionate excitement.

After being satisfied with Meira's lips, the head was turned down and stopped right at Meira's two chewy bumps. The girl bit her own lower lip, embarrassed mixed with nervousness, even her heartbeat might now be like the rhythm of music stomping hard at each other.

Arga licked the tip of one of Meira's most sensitive body parts like a child who was devouring ice cream in his hand, making Meira immediately wriggle feel an incredible sensation on his body. The man was drowning in a toy in his mouth.

After being satisfied to play with the two objects, he climbed on Meira's body, entering between Meira's two legs.

Arga brushed the girl's skirt up, pulling on the underwear that still adheres sweetly closing the crown.

Meira can only turn her face away, at this time her face may already be like a boiled crab, now Arga change to open a towel that is still wrapped around her waist.

In his hands Meira tightly, locked hands next to his head, they were staring at each other.

"Say, Meira. You want it?" Said Arga while looking at Meira right in her bead.

Meira could feel the warm breath of Arga hitting her face. It seems that Arga is nervous too, but why would that make him even more handsome!

"Why just shut up? it seems like I'm the only one who wants it, I don't want to force it!" Arriving about to stand with a pouting face, Meira hurriedly pulled Arga's arm.

The man fell back on his body.

"No! where are you going?"

Arga was silent, turning his face away.

Meira squeezes her own fingers, god, I'll die from being too embarrassed to say this! his inner.

"Arga, I-I want it." Meira said as she reflexively covered her face with both hands. So embarrassed that he did not dare to look at Arga's reaction.

"Open your hands, don't cover this pretty face, I want to do it while enjoying this pretty face." Arga put away Meira's arm, locked it back next to the girl's head.

Now he takes a position above Meira, looking at the girl as his hands begin to lead his already perfectly tense to meet Meira's heavenly burrow.

"You're wet May.." Said Arga while peeping Meira's forehead.

For a moment they sat with each other until Meira finally grimaced because she felt something tearing her down there.

Arga was closed to enjoy the sensation of hers as sorted, warm radiating all over her body.

"a h." The deeper Arga immersed hers the more Meira let out a long groan.

She felt Arga's property fill her entire womb.

"What hurts?"

"Hm."

"I'll be softer." Arga said while starting the rhythm of the game slowly.

They complain to each other until sweat soaks into each other's bodies.

The game was so hot, several times they changed positions, until finally ended up on the table with Meira riding while holding the body of the table.

Arga was like an atrocity jerking the white body from behind mercilessly, his breathing was already irregular.

Squeezing Meira's twin balls from behind, Arga speeds up the rhythm of love he creates.

"a h, Mei I want to get out now." Say it with a breath.

Meira simply replied with a groan coming out of her small mouth.

The more the girl whimpered the more Arga could not resist his lust to poke harder.

Until finally Meira felt Arga's property twitching violently down there.

"a h," a long gulp came out of Arga's mouth in tandem with the thick white liquid that Meira felt was flowing freely on both thighs.

With breath still hunting Arga carrying Meira's body and putting it on the mattress, he slept beside Meira hugging the girl like a bolster.

"Did it hurt?" Ask Arga while stroking Meira's cheek.

Meira shook her head, buried her face in the chest of her husband's field. He could not describe how embarrassed and happy he was now.

"I love you." Arga said, making Meira further tighten her embrace.

Ever since Arga started to recall herself, Arga treated her very well.

"You know, in the memories that often pop into my head, I always see myself hurting you. Did our marriage initially torment you?" Arga said arriving.

"Would I have been so cruel to you?" There's a guilt that Meira hears from the way she asks.

Meira looked up while looking at the brown eyes before her.

"That's over, and what's important now is that you're back to being the Arga that always makes me happy. After the misunderstanding about Stefan's death was over, our relationship began to improve, I'm still in this house because I believe my Arga will return."

"Are you really happy with all this? I'm sorry I don't remember everything completely."

Meira shook her head while smiling. "You're definitely going to get that memory back in one piece, but can I just ask you one thing?"

Arga kissed her lips. "Say, what?"

"Did you feel back when you got some of that memory?"

Arga let out a long sigh, his hand stroking Meira's head.

"I flutter when I see you smile, I worry if I don't squirm at you. Does that explain enough?"

Re-grabbing Meira's chin and landing a wild pagutan that makes Meira stunned.

"What does this kiss also explain? do you know I'd go crazy not touching her for a day."