Second Wife Young Master Arogan

Peeped

A beautiful face shadow is emanated inside the front eye makeup mirror.Hand moves up and down, leaving its long mane. His busyness slowly slowed down along with the greeting daydreams.

What is my husband doing with his honey? Is he hanging out with Lana? Was the man treating his longing with his first wife?

Ah ...! His mind was deeply troubled by the shadows that it was only natural for that to happen, but he seemed heavy for mehklas. Given that the husband has to share love with another woman, his chest feels squeezed. Shortness begins to struggle in the chest cavity due to the squeezed air.

"May I be a little greedy? I think I want Axton to be mine." Naora breathed a heavy sigh in between her busy combing hair. "Huh! I can't be selfish. If I act like that, it'll be troublesome for Axton. I should've realized I was only a second wife." Naora still said in a soft word.

The beautiful woman did not know just yet, despite her status as a second wife, but in Axton's heart she was the first. From the growth of love to the activities of lovemaking. All that was just that arrogant man got from a Naora Alesha.

A second sigh was heard again, this time representing a strong feeling of wanting to meet. "Huh! It's only been a few hours not seeing his face, and I've been missing."

She faintly smiled wryly. "It's funny, I miss someone who's currently on my roof."

Her tiny body was stunned as a pair of large hands suddenly wrapped around her shoulders from behind. Too drifting into the mind, he was not aware of the arrival of the beloved man.

"Axton, you surprised me." Naora looked happy despite being surprised.

Like a wife who had not met her husband for a long time, Naora felt her longing was now healed. It was clearly visible from the twinkle of his face that was instantly radiant.

"Who do you miss?"

Apparently Axton had heard a glimpse of Naora's words while talking to himself earlier.

He gently stroked Axton's head perched in the recess of her neck while looking at her handsome face from the reflection of the mirror in front of her. "Why did you come here?" Naora soft-spoken. He seemed reluctant to answer questions from his husband.

"I miss you, Naora." Axton presents a kiss on the wife's soft shoulder. "I miss you so much." He went back and inhaled the scent of vanilla on his body.

"You're so weird Axton. It's only been a few hours that we've split rooms, but you've missed it" Naora said.

The woman felt the same way. Isn't that the same as sneering at himself? Please!

"It's not weird, Naora. People who miss are natural. Especially those who miss their own wife. That freak misses people's wives."

Naora smiled lightly while holding back the amused because Axton was still playing lips on his shoulders. His body began to bristle as he felt a cold sensation from the traces of the man's saliva.

"Hm ... Axton, aren't you supposed to let go of the miss with Lana?"

Naora's words immediately stopped Axton's busyness. Slowly the gallant body behind her re-enforced as her outstretched hand grabbed the comb from the top of the dressing table.

"Your hair is very beautiful" praised the man as he combed Naora's waist-length mane. He expressed his admiration while shifting the topic.

"really?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Axton, what's wrong with your face?" look at Naora who realized her husband's mimic looks a little somber from the mirror reflection.

"What's wrong with my face?" The man asked back.

"You seem to think of something. Ahk!" Naora gasped as Axton lifted her body and carried her on the bed.

Axton lay on his side facing Naora with his head supported.

"Axton, what's wrong?" He stared at the husband's gray pearl.

Hand moves skillfully, removing any strands of hair that cover the beautiful carvings on the durja of the wife. "I'm sorry for something."

"What's that?"

Axton grabs Naora's hand and puts it on her chest. "Inside here, Naora ...."

"What's wrong? Is there a problem with your heart? You sick?"

I don't know how many times, Axton again amazed. The anxiety on Naora's face really made her feel like someone worth it.

"Yes, it's also time to treat your wounds. After that we go to the doctor, to check your complaints." The woman was intending to change position, but Aton's big hands locked her up.

"I haven't even answered your question, Naora."

"That's because I'm worried about you."

"Well! You're so adorable." Axton almost tasted Naora's chewy body if only an index finger didn't land on his lips.

"Jawab my question first. Why in here?" sue Naora.

The hand that had previously been attached to the chest of the Axton field was moved gently to the right and to the left. Goods times small actions that can reduce discomfort there.

"Yes .. Did you say that?"

"I regret that it was too late to realize how I felt about you that it made my chest feel uncomfortable."

Relief immediately enveloped the heart. Apparently his anxiety was meaningless. There is nothing wrong with the health of the husband.

A warm smile framed Naora's face. "You're not late, Axton. God is still giving you the opportunity to pour out all the feelings in your heart. Isn't there nothing better than that?"

"You're right, Naora. Apparently you're not as stupid as I thought you were" Axton joked.

"Hiish! You're still a bitch" Naora said.

Anxious! The scowling of his wife provoked the desire of the man. Even her brain re-imagined the wonderful activities on their first night. The first night that expired. Said one of the readers. Haha!

"You want to?" Naora is sensitized by Axton's gelagat.

"Can? You're not sick anymore?"

"The pain is gone."

"I did ya?"

Naora nodded slowly. "Yes." Yeah."

Axton leads Naora's hand down. Until it touches something that is ready to take it flying to the cumbanarasa.

"O'oh, the roasted corn .. is ripe," Naora blushed in embarrassment.

Chuckling amusedly, Naora's speech seemed to tickle the stomach. "You can eat the corn, Naora." Axton looked at his wife's pretty face with a mischievous smile.

The woman reflexively closed her mouth while shaking her head. "No want! I'm disgusted!"

Axton is back.

Axton finally stepped up the action. Slowly he began to strip off all the threads on Naora's body as well as her body. A pair of human children who love each other also re-engage the body.

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Fidgety! That feeling accompanied Lana's footsteps towards the husband's study. Feeling that his reality is threatened, he intends to try to attract back the attention of Axton who he has found so far.

With less than a few footrests left, the woman will get to her destination. However, his steps came to a halt as he passed through Naora's room. Faintly, the eardrum caught the sound from inside there.

Curiosity that impairs the heart, encourages the intention to find out. Carefully he placed an ear on the door leaf.

"Axton ...."

"Yes, honey."

"Hmm .. I want to."

"We are both."

Vague sounds of pleasure radiate into the ear.

A heart that was already heating up, strengthened the resolve to peek at what was going on. "Good! the door's not locked." Lana then pushed the door leaf very slowly to leave a small blemish. Make it easy to find out in the room.

His pair of eyes instantly widened perfectly. The scenery presented successfully striking the eyes. The heat of the heart provoked anger in every stream of his blood.

He slammed the door and then hit Naora. However, his intention was blocked.

This is impossible. Isn't Axton disabled?! Why would he get laid with that actor? Eerrg ...! I don't accept being treated like this. Axton totally betrayed me! They stabbed me in the back!

Lana still can't believe what she saw, but watching Axton who seemed excited about Naora successfully changed her bad view of the husband so far.

Stefan, I have to see him now!

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