Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

248. Gundu Main

Ah, my waist hurts so much. Arga was too much to play in there, he didn't let me rest a little. It was only once we played, but it felt like this waist was falling out, I was also cold. The warm water became cold because of the length of time he played.

I lay myself down, still wearing a kimono towel and hair covered in a small towel. Tired, lumbago and also sore in the legs, it has been a long time we did not play wildly like this.

"Hey her hair dry first" he said, carrying a hairdryer in hand.

"My waist pain, Pa." My complaint.

"Haha, sorry. It was delicious anyway" he said with a twitch on his lips. Arga approached, I twisted my body with my head on the edge of the bed, letting the long hair dangle down. Arga sat down near my head and began to dry her hair slowly.

"Yes, you're good, I have this lumbago!" open my eyes without opening my eyes. I prefer to enjoy her gentle treatment of my hair. The warm wind gently hit the hair.

"You're not good, are you?" the tanyanya still sounds laughing.

"Yes, if that's not to be asked, Pa. It's nice, but if it takes a long time, it'll hurt my waist."

"Yes out, biting anyway."

I opened my eyes and looked at him in confusion. "What's biting?" ask her. She smiled shyly, not answering.

"Eh, asked instead of smiling doang smile. Oh, no, not clear!" pissed me off again.

"Haha, that's .. I think it's true what uncle said. If you play again when the pregnant wife feels different," he said.

"Their?" I'm getting curious. Arga didn't stop her hand from running in my hair.

"Ehm .. yes it feels different, more biting, more full, narrow," he said again which now even makes me embarrassed myself.

"Ih, what the hell are you. I'm talking about uncle, I'm ashamed."

"Why should I be ashamed, I'm looking for his education" he said.

"What kind of education? Ask until it's like that."

"Eh, don't get me wrong. Often sharing the same uncle as papa is also important, the proof is that I can make you sound 'aaahhh, uuuhh, Argaaa!'," he said mimicking my voice. I was more and more embarrassed to hear him, unable to bear to hear him voice such a thing, so now I got up and pinched his slightly fatty waist there. No more torn bread, slowly replaced with doughnuts and almost resembles a bakpao in his stomach.

"Eh, sick tau." Arga rubbed his waist which I just pinch.

"Part of you, huh. Don't be ignorant. I don't ah, where is my voice like that!" my protest.

I looked down, so embarrassed. I'm not ah, where is I like that, a little reasonable voice, right?

"Haha, my goodness. Why is your face red like this, anyway? Shy hem?" ask him while pinching my chin. I turned my gaze in the other direction, very embarrassed by the discussion.

"Hey why shut up? I like it when you're like that. I feel like a happy husband because I can make my wife satisfied. Uh, have you been satisfied playing with me all this time?" ask Arga.

I was still silent, ashamed if I answered.

"Cock quiet? Are you satisfied? I'm afraid you're not satisfied, even if I pray that being satisfied is not fair" he said. "I feel guilty if you are not satisfied with my treatment in bed. Hem?" tanyanya wants answers.

"I ...." Honestly I'm embarrassed, never before have I been asked like this by others, I mean Mas Hilman also never asked before, and this time Arga even asked this.

"I'm less if I play?" her question sounded a guilty tone, I quickly shook my head.

"No, kok. I like!" I said answer quickly. I turned my face the other way. "I like it, really. I like your treatment. You're patient, can accommodate me, even me .. I always want, now the mood to make love again less. I don't know why. But I'm satisfied that you bring me," I said embarrassedly.

I did not dare to look at her, I was ashamed, even though I had been married to her for several months, but for bed talk I was still ashamed.

Arga chuckled, took me into his arms and kissed my head gently.

"I'm sorry, I'm asking you this now. I just got the question. Thank goodness you like it. Will you wear a new style sometime?" he said it again with a twitch. I distanced myself from him, looking at him confusedly.

"Eh, what style? Don't be weird, I'm pregnant again" I said, pointing right at her nose.

"Stranquil, safe!" smith again. The smell of soap on his body tickled my nose, inexplicably hot, not just in the nose, but elsewhere. It feels a little uncomfortable.

The small brown protrusions on his chest I played with, somehow wanting to move my two fingers there to twist it.

"Pa, I'm not comfortable" I said slowly, making Arga distance herself and gasp.

"Eh, why? Is anyone sick?" tanyanya's worried. I shook my head, then pulled both shoulders until we got closer to each other. My lips are sambar and I bite a little. Knowing what I was doing, he opened his mouth and let me get in there so I could freely play and pass the contents inside his mouth.

The sound sounds beautiful. Tag*t and tongue-tie each other. I slowly pulled her body so I let her on top of me.

For the second time we played a mound fight, put it in the right place.