Romantic Young Master

Bonus chapter 4

Tok to tok.

Laras hurriedly fixed his clothes, Yudi fled to the bathroom.

Cklek.

After tidy Laras opened the door. "Yes" he answered a nurse standing at the door.

"I heard a baby crying" the nurse said (after being translated into the language of the archipelago)

Nurse gawked into the room, the three prone babies looked at the door towards Laras noiseless, only their big wet faces and eyes signified the three cute babies had just cried.

Hm.

Laras pulled the tip of her lips, "I went to the bathroom for a while and they cried because of my loss," Laras replied understanding the meaning of the nurse's gaze.

"Oh, okay. Regarding the sitter if it is urgent, from now on, they are ready, Madam," explained the nurse again, afraid that the baby screamed again.

"It's okay tomorrow, baby crying is normal. They just lost me for a while, after seeing me they don't cry anymore, don't worry."

"Okay, ma'am, I'm sorry. If you need help, don't hesitate."

"Yes." Yeah."

The barrel closed the door of the room did not forget to lock it and then approached the three babies.

"Hey, I'm sorry Mama's my son" said Laras turning his three babies one by one.

They lie on their backs like cockroaches upside down, legs moving, smiles adorning lips as red as chilies. Rebuttan beg to be carried.

Laras carried Sebi first, rubbing his wet cheeks. "Eummah," he said pulling the front shirt of Laras.

"So soon, son."

Barrel put Sebi down, then into the sink clean his chest. After cleaning Baras returned to the mattress immediately breastfeed her baby.

Yudi came out of the bathroom, only wearing a towel to his waist while drying his hair.

Yudi looked at his wife breastfeeding her baby. He was still able to distinguish which Sebi was where Sebi was, except for Ambassador because he was different.

Yudi snatched a potluck of t-shirts and shorts from the closet while reading The young master was chatting with Lady Aishah and Aunt Dwi about their return.

"Don't you go back to the young master again?" ask Laras.

"Hm." Yudi shakes.

"I will be here to accompany you, young master is also busy with Moni and Choi."

After dressing Yudi approached Laras to play with the baby. Barrels held a smile and were upset at the same time.

"Bang, Laras agrees the baby's guarded sitter."

"Abang who can not afford the deck, separate sleep with the baby," Yudi replied kissing Sevi and Duta alternately.

"Just talk to sitter, sleep together we can."

Hm, Yudi stared while reading Laras, it turns out that his wife was also disappointed over the failure of their ena2 event.

Baras kissed Yudi's cheek shyly, Yudi pulled the tip of his lips back kissed his wife's cheek. The otong had calmed down do not wake up again, Yudi threw away his mind.

Sebi fell asleep in the teti Laras his mouth gaping, the pint escaped from his mouth. Barrel put Sebi into the baby box, not yet the intention to enter the tetinya, Yudi gulped.

Then ask the Ambassador from Yudi's lap. "Here bang."

Laras staked his hand. In order indeed Sebi was born first followed by Sevi then Duta.

Again Yudi swallowed his saliva, looking at Duta mengyot teti different from Sebi and Sevi. The ambassador is more greedy to look like himself when fondling Laras.

Barrel puffed up on Yudi's neck, can't stand his face, adorable and fresh new hit by water. Yudi scooped the lips of Laras, they again sniffed each other, Yudi again woke up sipping in the clasps.

Argh.

Baras's sigh on the sidelines of the kiss, completely brained. His unglued passion made him span.

Yudi released his pagutan lay Laras 135 degrees put Sevi on the other chest and then joined the side dressing.

Yudi's arms are coiled around the back neck of Laras, Baras bearing Yudi's arms his forehead twitching.

What does my husband want.

Yudi's other hand infiltrated into his dress turns out Laras has not been wearing his cd, easily he touched his wife's moist and sticky former fondling under the cover

Ah, sigh Laras turned to look at sayu Yudi.

With sayu also Yudi ngelu mat his wife's lips with his fingers that play games down there so that it gets wet again. Uhh, Laras nodded.

"Bang, uh!"

Swishing Laras, feeling odd in the sensitive area feels fuller and faster. Laras looked at Yudi the more I pleaded, could not stand it again wanted to be completed immediately.

"I love you" whispered Yudi in Laras' ear, at the end of the union.

"I love you too" replied Laras back they kissed, sucking each other in love.

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Sora managed to sneak onto the roof, with his chest pounding he rode the elevator alone. Sure enough there was Zainal and Scythe sitting on the recliner.

It turns out that on the roof is cool even during the day. "Om Ze," cried Sora jumping on top of the zainal body.

Heck!!

Ahh, "Sora slow down." Zainal bengek felt his chest hit by a beam.

"Sora!" tegur Sickle.

Sora did not care to sit straddling in Zainal's lap.

Neh son, he thinks I'm strong what faith. The magic trick also retar, ah!

Inner Zainal was puffy, let alone there was a Crescent.

"Sora!" call Scyt again.

"What a noise, you know! Om Ze was my future husband," Sora cynically bribed Zainal with a snack he brought.

"A" said Sora, Zainal opened his mouth.

Ck, sultry Crescent saw the intimacy of Sora and Zainal.

"Udah, it's okay Crescent. I have strong faith, really." said Zainal ngerasa how.

The sensation of Sora's holder no doubt makes the trunk harden, where Sora's butt moves again, so the more delicious.

The upper mouth is full of snacks, the crotch fits perfectly in the Sora mekmek. Gosh, this ordeal is so good, inner Zainal.

"That's what's hard?"

Sora whispered in Zainal's ear, feeling her bottom was sitting on a strange but addictive wedge.

Zainal smiles at the dikulum, keelian. "Again dong aaa," pinta Zainal opened his mouth pura pura did not hear. Sora feeds Zainal again his snack, cup. One kiss landed on his lips.

Uh!

Sick-eyed looked at the two omes in front of him, smiling at each other.

How can I have this flirty sister, only 8 years old. It looks like the Suganda gene is dominant in his body.

Inner Crescent, but because of Zainal the person he knew, yes. Just be careful if you reach khilaf, just bacok.

"I'll go to the toilet first" said Crescent.

"Hm" Zainal nodded.

Chance, Sora squeezed Zainal even more, holding an arm around his neck. Sora tried to kiss her lips, but Zainal was still sane, refusing her turn to the left turning to the right.

"Don't!" firmly his delicacy to Sora, when the bocil omes forced his will.

Sora frowning, cup. One kiss on Sora's forehead from Zainal.

"You don't do this to other grown men you know, Om ze don't want to marry you!" threaten Zainal's.

"Yes, but kiss first!" Sora turned her lips.

Cis, basic omes.

Cup.

Want to not want Zainal to kiss, just kiss. Sora opened her mouth open. Zainal pushes her forehead, aish she lamented.

Sora's soft body is indeed good to embrace, the skin is still smooth smooth smooth. Zainal likes her curly hair the same fragrance barrel as a baby, Zai hugs Sora.

Sora was speechless in Zainal's arms, too young to understand what he was feeling. Just feeling loved, no thumping chest.

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