
This new bride is being drunk on love. Mr. Burhan and Mr. Ines are planning a honeymoon to a country after Mr. Inez and Mr. Burha's duties are completed.
There are several countries that Mr. Burha chose, but Bu Inez only chose one country, Indonesia.
"Why is it still here?" ask Mr. Burha.
"What to do around the country of people, if the country itself is still a lot that we have not yet reached. right?" asked Bu Inez who was currently sitting on the lap of the husband by linking his hands on the shoulders of Mr. Burhan.
"Are you sure you want to be in the country for the honeymoon?"
Ms. Inez nodded with a smile, kissed Mr. Burhan on the cheek, then kissed her husband's lips briefly.
The way Bu Inez thinks is very mature, making Mr. Burhan more in love, and really admire him.
Not wanting to miss the right moment, Mr. Burhan immediately kissed Bu Inez's lips even without readiness, so Bu Inez had to scoop up a lot of air to breathe.
"Mas. Want again?
"Yes." Yeah." The answer is short, because Mr. Burhan can no longer bear a passion that he has endured since a few hours ago, and a tall body, he said, with the soft texture inside it made Mr. Burhan unable to hold back any longer.
Without opening the clothes he was wearing, Mr. Burhan lowered the short circuit, took out something that looked long and hard, then put it into the pleasure door that was wide open for him to enter.
"Slow down!" Bu Inez said when Mr. Burhan's came back in, and the pain he felt last night was felt again.
Mr. Burhan just smiled at the words of Bu Inez, and the look on the face of Bu Inez who was experiencing pleasure, made the style of a Burhan Atmaja increasingly become.
Slowly but surely, the stomping force required Bu Inez to bite his lower lip, so as not to make a sound*****, as well as a roar of pleasure as Mr. Burhan agilely played to the tune.
Not until there, Mr. Burhan is still wearing pants with a zip open to the bottom, turning the body of Bu Inez to turn his position into a stomach.
Not yet to the top, Mr. Burhan wants to linger with his game, there are still many styles that he wants to try with the position of Bu Inez' body on the table, while he plays with a standing position.
Damnit. Disorder is not finished, Bu Inez's phone rings very loudly, making Mr. Burhan lose his concentration, and forced to revoke his because Inez had to answer, or if you need to just turn off the phone so that no one interferes.
"Prophey, Mom." Ms. Inez chuckles to herself with her husband's seemingly unwell attitude. Mr. Burhan was forced to wait in agitation, while Mr. Inez talked to someone on the phone.
"Vania," said Ms. Inez.
Mr. Burhan leaned his body on the sofa, sighing deeply. "That kid really is!"
"It's me, Arga Ma'am."
"Argha. What's up?"
"Vania's vomiting, ma'am," said Arga hesitantly.
"Vomiting?"
"Hhmm." she answered without saying.
"Vania doesn't want to see a doctor, ma'am."
"Where do you want to go?"
Long wait, Mr. Burhan approached Bu Inez and hugged him from behind.
"Got long!" mr Burhan's Protest.
"this, Mas. Vania's vomiting" she said."
"Oh. That's ordinary. Ask the obstetrician."
"Udah. Just the Vania doesn't want to."
"What's the way?"
"You don't know, Arga hasn't answered."
"Where, Ga. Where'd Vania want to go?" Inez asked Arga.
I don't know what Arga said, Mr. Burhan only heard Bu Inez ask Vani to come to the house, then disconnected the phone.
"What's he saying?" ask Mr. Burhan.
"Vania wants to come here, Mas" said Bu Inez.
"What. Wanna come here?" Mr. Burhan was surprised.
"Yes. He said he wanted to stay with us."
"Died here too?"
"Yes. Why why?"
Instantly belonged to Mr. Burhan who was ready to return to battle and even drowned asleep. "I'm afraid of us."
Miss Inez smiled. "Prophey, Mom."
UP every day. But his thumbs are always on tap ya 😄. his comment column is also in the contents yes 😄.
Don't forget the flowers are also in stock 🤭.
Forgive me that many want this 🤗🤗🥰🙏