Second Wife Young Master Arogan

Cumbanarass

Axton was about to retract hers, but Naora's hand-pulled her intentions.

"I'm fine. Just keep going."

"But I don't want to hurt you, Naora. Let's just stop it."

Axton seemed to be trying to determine his desire. Although libido attacks are still tempestuous. He even retracted the words about himself that could not stop if he had felt the pleasure of making love. However, seeing Naora in pain was a sense of compassion in her heart. Until the feeling does not just appear.

Guided by instinct, Naora moved a little and held her hands around the man's hard neck. To make a gallant body that was originally a little away back fell and overcame the tiny body below it. Axton again brushed, as she felt a soft kiss on her lips.

Unable to give up, the man welcomed the woman's amateurish fondling. His body feels weak, Naora's actions re-ignite his passion for power.

Axton was stunned from the collapse, when the appearance of Naora's ruum lips suddenly detached. "Naora ...," she said, almost sounding like a sigh.

Seen by the misty look of passion on it, Naora spoke on the sidelines withstanding the burning desire. "When I'm settled on my decision, you shouldn't hesitate, Axton."

One deep kiss was dropped on the wife's lips before the tongue formed a word. "You look like you're in pain. I can't bear to."

There was so much sincerity in Axton's eyes, Naora saw it. This time he was shocked. Usually a man will get out of control if lust is in power. What else if his co-star looks willingly open his legs wide in front of his eyes.

However, this does not seem to apply to her husband. The handsome man was apparently still able to put aside his desires, and attach more importance to the feelings of the woman. Axton is very different now. In contrast to him who used to love to force.

"Axton, wouldn't it be natural for a woman to feel pain the first time she does it?"

"Yes, all I've ever heard is like that."

"Want to?"

"Nurora ...."

"Forwardly. We're already wet."

Axton led her gaze down where the tip of hers had sunk slightly into Naora's pleasure hole and then looked back at her lover's beautiful face.

"And we've already made half the journey."

Attempts to convince Naora finally successfully dispel the remaining doubts in Axton.

"Hold it, honey."

"Yes." Yeah."

Axton put a kiss on Naora's forehead long enough. Evaporates the beautiful taste that wrestles in the chest. As if to show that his touch tonight is not just under the auspices of pure lust, but there is a trace of love in every fondling.

"Hmmm!"

Naora bent her own lips, followed by the fingers squeezing the sheets as Axton again stomped her body.

"Sorry, dear."

Naora's eyelids were drenched along with sorry lips. He then refocused on the real purpose of uniting the body.

"Yhmmp! Axton!"

The woman suddenly drowned her face in the recess of the man's shoulder as her hands wrapped around his chest. Axton's hard work didn't end in vain.

The aftershocks brought her perfect entrance at Naora's crown gate. Welcomed directly by the red liquid sign of the disclosure of the curtain of virginity is very valuable. He also closed his body.

"Sorry, Naora." Axton wiped the crystal dots on his female netra frame.

He paused for a moment his activities, intending to give Naora a chance to adapt to the seedling guests who visited his small world. The woman was speechless, the pain in her body seemed to clog the vocal cords.

"It hurts a lot?"

Naora just nodded slowly.

Axton softly pulsed Naora's lips, along with the hand giving a touch to her sensitive point to divert the full and sore feeling in her crown.

The sting of pleasure re-spreads throughout the body. Naora squirms like a hot worm. Axton's mischievous touch was greeted by a raised hip. Spur instincts the man did rhythmic movements. A pair of halal lovers also embrace each other tightly.

They crochet deliciously wrapped in their fleshy love petals. The cold of the night continues to combine with the warmth of the fall.

"Axton ..mm."

"Yes dear ...."

"I ... already .. can't stand it" Naora said in a disjointed voice as Axton struck.

"Take it out."

"Emc ... Axton ...."

The moans of lovers were heard in unison as the threadless body stiffened after gulping down the pleasure of their first union.

Axton drops his sweaty face into Naora's neck. Both of them looked limp, shrinking the roar of breath that was interconnected.

The man again lifted his handsome durja until the beautiful sculpture decorated with sweat filled the eye space. "Thank you, honey. And sorry," he said in a loud voice and then kissed Naora's lips that were slightly open for trying to scoop up greedy air.

Naora still did not say. Only clear details flow from the end of the eye. As an expression of happiness for the achievement of the dream of keeping the crown of chastity for the offerings of the king the heart has been passed perfectly.

Feeling that his breathing roar was in order, Axton gently wiped the tears mixed with his wife's sweat with haru.

"Thank you for making me the first. And sorry for making you sick."

It flashed a sense of regret in Axton's heart, if he remembered all his rude attitude to Naora. If he had known in the past that removing his virginity as sick as it was, he would not have tried several times to raise his wife by force. Luckily his depraved intentions of that time always ended in vain.

Axton pulled out of his possession and began to move from a position of down and lay down next to Naora. A pair of hands were invited to embrace the small body as soft as silk with love.

"I'm sorry, Naora. Again sorry."

A faint smile flashed on Naora's lips before inviting her tongue to speak. "Funny. You're apologizing for bringing up your own wife, Axton."

"It's not just that, Naora. I'm sorry for all my rude behavior towards you all along."

"I've forgiven you even in the days before you apologized."

Axton clenched his arms as if he did not want to free Naora from his arms. "Thank you."

Drawn blankets that had crashed on the edge of the bed during the unification activities of their bodies to cover Naora's innocent body. After that, the happy husband went down the contest and grabbed a glass from the table and poured water into it.

"Drink, you must be thirsty."

Naora sat on the headboard as Axton brought her a glass of water. He sipped the water until there was nothing left. Apparently, the hot activity was enough to make her throat attacked by thirst.

Axton receives an empty glass from Naora and re-pours the water. This time he himself sipped the clear liquid. When he finished releasing his thirst, the man returned to bed.

"Sleep, you must be exhausted."

"You're sleeping too."

"Yes, honey."

Naora felt an immeasurable comfort as Axton pulled her into the deck. His pair of eyelids slowly closed until it fell into a deep direction.

When the woman was asleep, Axton was still awake. He was in a state of confusion with his mind. The figure of a person elsewhere fostered a sense of regret in the chest.

I'm sorry, Lana, I'm already a bad husband to you. But I could not lie to my feelings that Naora was a part of my life.

The silence began to grip his heart.

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Frankly the author is keder after nulis part hareudang. Where else is LDRan ma misua again😭