
After Reza finished the bath. It was Hanna's turn to go into the bathroom. The beautiful woman immediately cleaned herself up. Not to forget he was wearing the skincare that he brought in the bathroom.
Hanna wears black sexy lingerie, without wearing underwear. The woman felt her heart racing fast.
She pegs herself in front of the mirror reflection of the bathroom. Hanna touched her blushing cheek.
"Bismil was bornrahmanirrahim, please ridhoi us tonight O Allah."
Hanna prayed in her heart. The woman opened the bathroom door making Reza who was pacing in front of the bathroom immediately turn her head towards her.
Glug.
"God, what is this thing called the jewel of the world?" muttered Reza slowly stared at his wife's molecular body without blinking.
Hanna tucked the hair behind her ear. Without saying a word Hanna walked up to Reza and tightly hugged Reza's bare-chested body.
"Make me all yours tonight, Mum!" pinta Hanna quietly while tucking the chest of Reza's field.
Hanna took the initiative to be aggressive because she understood very well the reward that would be obtained by a wife who seduces and provides the best service to her husband.
Angels will pray well for a wife when a wife serves her husband sincerely without coercion.
And sinful for a husband who stops in the middle of the night worship when the husband has gained his inner satisfaction, while the wife has not gained satisfaction.
Reza's body froze, honestly right now Hanna felt her husband's body like a dry kanebo.
Hanna was upset and embarrassed. Should he be the one who started it all? Why Reza is not as aggressive as her parents in the village.
Astaghfirullah .. Hanna asked for forgiveness because she had just compared her husband to someone else's husband.
"Mas," call Hanna spoiled as she stroked Reza's neck. He knows the sensitive point of men.
Thigh, nape, chest, navel and****nya. Of course, only the husband can be practiced. Not to the husband of people.
"Han." Reza rem literate enjoys a touch of Hanna.
Slowly the handsome man's body staggered onto the bed. He saw Hanna who released the entire thread attached to her own body.
Glug.
Reza swallowed his saliva, he immediately got up to sit down and took off his shorts. He's not gonna let Hanna take control tonight.
Moreover, he knew from his friend named Riko that women will feel pain when first related.
"You ready for me to get in, Han?" reza asked as she pulled Hanna into her lap.
"I'm ready, Mas. Enter me and give me your seedlings so that Hanna and Reza junior are coming soon," Hanna replied nervously as she felt Reza's eggplant touch her butt skin.
"Why, Han?"
"Read the prayer first, so that the devil does not despise me, Mas. Because if a husband hates his wife without reciting prayers. It is Satan who will raise the wife first, until her seed is mixed with the seed of the couple and a child is born that will be far from the commandment of God!"
Hanna smiled gently as she stroked Reza's cheek. The man's face was pale. He forgot the prayer reading before the relationship.
Reza was told to be memorized by his father the day before marrying Hanna. It had been almost 7 months and Reza had forgotten about it.
Hanna seemed to know Reza's worries smiled gently.
"We read it together, yeah. I'll try to guide you, Mom. So that later when we get in touch again, you can already recite it!" hanna said in a soft tone so Reza would not be offended.
"Hem." Reza bertehem agreed.
Reza also read the prayer according to Hanna's guidance smoothly.
"Bismillah, Allahumma jannib naassyyaithana wa jannibi syaithoona maarazaqtanaa. It means: "By mentioning the name of Allah, O Allah keep us from (disturbance) Satan and keep the devil from interfering with what (son) you will provide for us."
After reading it Reza and Hanna also did night worship solemnly. At first Hanna felt pain, however, because Reza's tenderness made the pain less noticeable.
At first both shy and stiff, until in the middle of the game their shame and muscle stiffness instantly disappear.
The large bed also swayed the level signifies how great the game full of history is.
"Thank you, my wife," whispered Reza as she peeked at Hanna's sweaty forehead.
Hanna smiled happily despite being tired because for the first time Reza called her by the call of my wife.
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