The Election of Mr. Arya

Ep 23_I Want You's

Afika came out of the bathroom.her eyes were swollen.His nose was red.His cheeks were also red..Arya waits for Afika on the sofa room.she wants to make her pregnant mood improve again.

"Hey is done..?"

Afika is indifferent.The mood is not good.she is upset with Arya.

"Anged..?"

Arya is getting closer to Afika.His hand is hiding something.he wants to hopefully his surprise can restore his pregnant mood.

"Showever, I'd like to sleep with your ex-fiancee, don't mind me and my son"

Arya was increasingly convinced that her bumil was not only angry it turned out that her bumil was jealous as well.oh happy Arya.

"This is for you.it's special for the Afika that I love and there's nothing else but our child as well"

Arya handed over a beautiful flower to Afika.The face of Afika met.moodnya changed again.he became like a kasmaran.

"What's this..?" asked Afika with her tone even though her face was red.

Arya chuckles.she is anxious.she pinches Afika's cheeks and nose.she hugs for a while and then releases her again.she kisses her bumil forehead.

"Why still angry.you don't want the flowers.well I'll just throw them away"

"Eh no. This is mine.."

"Hahaha..have not been angry..?"

"Yes, I don't like it anymore"

"Yes forgive me.So I just threw them away.no other conversation".

"REally..?".

"Look, I only want one woman in my life, you"

Afika could not help herself anymore she hugged Arya.she felt loved by Arya.

Afika feels strange.he wants more.how to talk shameful things to Arya.noth since pregnant she is more aggressive and jealous.

"Aryan.."

"What's up..?"

"Em.aku.e..actually it's.em"

"Say..what is hm..?"

Afika took a deep breath.she was very embarrassed but she also wanted how this was.should she throw away her veins in order to fulfill her wish.

"I want you" whispered Afika in Arya's ear.

"You want to..?"

"Yes"

"All right"

"Well what..?"

"Do that"

"But I'm ashamed"

"Not to be ashamed.we are lawful.."

Afika hid her face in Arya's chest..Arya raised Afika to sit on her lap..Arya dotes on Afika's sweet lips.

Their lip play continues until the horror sound of Afika makes Arya more burned.

"Enghh"

"Let go, baby, don't hold it"

" Arya ah.."

Arya likes Afika off.he knows that Afika enjoys their game..Arya kept doing what she was supposed to do to Afika..Afika who had been hooked could not take it anymore.

Afika turned their position.now Arya was lying on the bed..Afika played her role.after opening all she could not bear to see the torn bread that teased her eyes.

"Afika. You're smart baby"

Afika down the chest Arya.His hands have even managed to play on the wrapping cloth something.Afika hands naughty.His hands toyed with soft swords sacred nan.

"Ahh yes dear.so..Afika you're smart"

"Can I do it..?"

"Sure dear.do it"

Thanks"

Afika finished removing all the attached fabric..Afika started her game.she went up and positioned herself to be comfortable.

Afika began to drown the soft sword slowly until it sank perfectly..Arya feels the pleasure of Tara.she enjoys the service of Afika.

"Move on baby"

Afika started to move to the rhythm.she was so aggressive probably because her pregnancy hormones also made her like this.

Their game goes smoothly without hindrance and distraction.they are completely burned will gairrah each.