The Cottage of In-Law Tak Indah

Best Recharge

Evening came, Giselle seemed to really take a bath and refresh herself. He had apparently been preparing to enjoy the sweetest iftar with his wife. Especially doing it in a new home, as if it was a fun experience for both of them.

While Giselle who had taken a bath first, now relaxed inside the room and watched the television broadcast. Sometimes relax and enjoy life. Waiting for her husband who is still taking a shower. It does feel the difference. Being at home alone is more relaxed and flexible that Giselle feels.

Twenty minutes later, her husband came out of the bathroom. The handsome man was now much fresher with his hair still half wet. Giselle glanced at her husband who was styling his hair with a comb and sprayed perfume on his body. As soon as the perfume was sprayed, the masculine scent of Woody and Citrus mix seemed to fill their rooms.

Gibran got into bed and sat down by his wife's side. "Looking, Mistress?"

Giselle chuckled slowly. "Hmm, yes .. when else can relax. I just remember, for the last two years, we've never seen television, have we?" tanyakanya.

Inside Gibran's room there was no television. It was also due to a ban from his parents that the room was for sleeping. Not to watch television. The television is placed in the family room. So, when you want to watch, you have to go to the family room. Once they are done, they will go into the room and rest.

While Giselle is busy with work and excessive stress, she no longer has time to enjoy life, relax, and watch television. Almost every day his chest tightens like difficulty breathing and also the words of his mother-in-law who always make him in pain every day.

"Yes, a lot has been missed over the last two years, yes, dear" Gibran said slowly.

"Yes," replied Giselle briefly.

Gibran scraped his seat, closer to Giselle then he asked her softly. "So, no dear? Can't you?" tanyakanya.

"Hmm, yes. The front door is locked, is it?" ask her husband.

"Already, even the headlights have been turned off as well" Gibran replied.

Giselle smiled and nodded her head. The response given by Giselle really made Gibran so happy, the man now stroked the side of Giselle's face, without much talking, Gibran also eroded the distance of her face, and the, and then put her lips over Giselle's. Carefully, Gibran kissed the lips as they were like the petals of a flower. Sucking it softly, it was as if the man had found nectar hidden between the two folds of the lip.

There is no more feeling than wanting to kiss his wife. Gibran was very grateful to his wife who was so understanding to him. A wife who wants to share her grief, wants to live with her. Hopefully this will last for good, her household with Giselle will also last for a long period of time. Throughout life.

Gibran tilted his face, and the man gave a swab with his tongue. Once feeling the lips it feels Gibran can not stop, want to always shrink, memagut, even melu-mat two-sided lip folds. The movement of Gibran's lips above Giselle's lips began to feel there is pressure there, there is a tongue that continues to give a swipe as if the middle of teasing, there is Gibran's hand that gives a caress on the side of Giselle's face, there is a tongue that continues to give a swipe as if he is tempting, there is a hand that gives a caress on the side of Giselle's face, and also rubbed his neck slowly.

“Mas,” Giselle's voice with a full chest sigh.

Gibran seems to choose to ignore. He prefers to continue greeting the lips and the depth of Giselle's warm oral cavity. Sucking the folds of Giselle's upper and lower lips in turn. Really, since there are many problems in their household, in brackets for almost two weeks this time Gibran can again kiss his wife with a kiss that is as intelligent as this. It was a deep kiss, a soft kiss, and also hot at the same time. A kiss that looks like Gibran is recharging.

The same is true of Gibran, who seemed to guide one of his wife's hands to circle around her neck. While his own hands, holding tightly to his wife's waist while rubbing so gently his wife's back. The swipe that actually increasingly arouses the desire of both to deepen the kiss. The man then took off his kiss for a moment, leaving behind some distance between their faces.

“By tonight Dear?” he asked his wife for permission first.

Giselle then nodded, “Bby ..” she said as she lowered her head, there was still a sense of shame every time she gave the green light to her husband. Moreover this will be the union of the two after many sharp pebbles in his household life. Two weeks that a lot of trouble for the sake of problems came and hit both.

Receiving the signal given by his wife, Gibran then kissed his lips again. This time the kiss was so deep it was more intense. Feel the longing that seems to constantly dwell in the chest, without being able to appease the goods for a moment. Feel the sweetness of the lips that are like cotton candy that became his candlestick, and also feel the oral cavity that seemed to give him warmth to continue dancing in his wife's oral cavity.

Followed by the movement of his hand that caressed each side of his wife's ears that actually made the woman bristled, and increasingly closed her eyes. Both, Gibran slightly opened his eyes and laid his wife's body, the man curled it by holding his own body weight with both elbows.

After feeling his wife in a comfortable position, the man began to put kisses on the cheeks, nose, lips, neck, neck, and his hand moved to remove the shirt worn by his wife until it revealed a light blue cloth so soft and beautifully wrapped there. Unfortunately, the man darkened his eyes to kiss and felt the tenderness and sweetness of the peach so ripe that his hand moved on his wife's back to release the hook there. After the two peaches were real, not waiting for a long time, the man immediately greeted him and gave kisses in the area.

His exploration did not stop there, because the man's lips moved down and kissed his wife's stomach. It took even just a few seconds, the man actually passed all the clothes clinging to his wife's body, acting a little mischievous by looking at his wife in an absolute innocence.

“You are beautiful Darling ..” he said again while passing each of his clothes.

Then the man opened his wife's legs slightly, and united himself with her. Doing the invasion so softly, the blasphemy and the beating he did was wholehearted. Emanate together. Like a boat sailing in the open ocean. Not afraid of the exposure of a powerful storm or wave, because the two are united and so united.

“Jesus Darling ..” murmured again followed by a growl that made the man continue to make a movement asductive as he closed his eyes.

While Giselle herself, put both hands to her husband's neck and several times the hand was broken by gripping her husband's back.

“Mas Gibran ..” called her husband with several hissing looks and gasping breath. It felt like it was itself too bad to breathe.

However, her husband is increasingly moving and continues to do his invansions without stopping. Although the movement is soft, it is so that both of them close their eyes dramatically accompanied by a wet sweat on both of them.

Until finally, the man growled with a body that shook and scratched his head on his wife's chest. The two merge into one, sharing the beautiful garden of love they have just visited together. Along with the still roaring breath, both of them gasped and closed their eyes. Stabilize themselves first.

Then the man raised his face again, and put a kiss on his wife's forehead, “Thank you Dear .. I Love U So Much.,” he said as he wiped the remnants of sweat on his wife's forehead.