The Forbidden Desire of the Wife

Forbidden Khilafat

"Marsha, Marsha .. I really love you" Abraham whispered softly in Marsha's ear.

It was a sincere and honest confession, then it was a confession of Abraham's love for Marsha. A confession this time he could express. Over the years, the feeling of love in Abraham's heart was still there.

Accompanied by the rain outside, the man did not hesitate to express his love for Marsha. Not only expressing his love, Abraham also left the neckline of Marsha with his lips. Giving a kiss for the sake of a kiss that of course ignites foreign gelenyar and the forbidden conditions for Marsha herself. But Marsha actually held her breath and continued to embrace Abraham's body so tightly.

The roar of breath that felt heavy, became the sound they heard together back then. Accompanied by the movement of Abraham's lips as if touching sensitive points in the neck, to the shoulder blades of Marsha. Abraham parsed for a moment his embrace, the man smiled and put one hair Marsha behind the ear, then Abraham pulled Marsha's body, until now there is no distance between the bodies of the two. Abraham again clenched Marsha's lips so gently. Abraham wanted Marsha to know that it was not just a kiss, but it was an expression of love, an expression of feelings that Abraham revealed to Marsha. When the lips meet, create a warm and wet impression that collides. When the tongue greets, a swipe is created after a swipe that is so conditional on temptation.

Abraham now tilted his face slightly, the man put pressure on his lips to suck and give lu-matan on Marsha's lips.

Oh, it was a really deep, intense, and also hot kiss simultaneously. Marsha is like a ship tossed in waves. Kissing Abraham this seintens made him lose his mind. The fondling, the paging, and the suction that Abraham gave Marsha screeched. His voice was stuck in his throat. However, finally the voice came out as well.

"Ah, Bram," de-Sahan Marsha as Abraham's tongue crept in and gave greetings, temptations, even twists in his oral cavity.

However, the de-Sahan that Marsha spoke actually made Abraham now suppress, and seemed to be incessantly frowning, melu-matuh lips Marsha. Abraham's hand, which was originally just wrapped around Marsha's waist, slowly moved to follow his instincts and gave a swipe up to Marsha's nape, giving a swipe from Marsha's hair, giving a caress on the shoulder up to Marsha's arm. The combination of Abraham's kisses and hand gestures made Marsha bristle. This time, in her heart Marsha admitted that she was completely ignited.

Bak did not want to talk much, Abraham put forward his instinct to touch Marsha. Not just a passion, but Abraham admitted that he loved Marsha very much. From a few years ago to this day, love still exists.

Decomposing his movements slightly, Abraham raised Marsha's pelvis, in one fell swoop, now in his arms. The man restrains Marsha's body with his firm hands, walks with certainty, and lands a kiss on Marsha's lips.

The place Abraham was going this time was his room. The man definitely stepped up and now landed Marsha slowly on the bed. The gray-dominated room is ready to witness the forbidden desire between Marsha and Abraham.

Slightly creeping, now Abraham also overlapped the body of Marsha. The man pulled Marsha's hands together and held her overhead. With a position so close and as if slit, Abraham again landed a kiss on Marsha's lips. This time with a hunting breath. The passion of love that was completely insane, his whole life was only this time that Abraham felt a flame that he could not extinguish. The fire burns her even more, leading her to do something as proof of her love for Marsha.

How many times did Abraham kiss, mutter, and suck the folds of Marsha's lips, until they were slightly swollen there. Abraham sighed, and he now began to slowly remove the buttons of Marsha's shirt from his nest. Slow movement and impressed carefully, it makes Marsha increasingly pounding. In every finger of Abraham that releases the button, there is a breath that Marsha exhales. Until it does not take long, the five buttons on Marsha's shirt are fully open. Seen there are pink lacy clothes that are so soft, combined with the charm with the skin of Marsha white and smooth.

"Marsha, I love you" Abraham said, taking off the shirt he was wearing.

The man showed his innocent upper body. The field chest, the stomach with six pack notches there, and also the clay muscles printed there made Marsha blink, the woman slightly averted her eyes, and the difficulty of sipping her own saliva.

Oh, God .. This desire is absolutely forbidden. However, this forbidden desire was also challenging at the same time.

"Can Marsha?" ask Abraham this time.

Even if the man is at the peak of his passion, and there is a healthy mind left that all this is wrong. Abraham, however, sought to destroy the existing boundary line. With anxious expectation Abraham still oppress Marsha, and wait for the answer given Marsha.

A few seconds passed, only the roar of his second breath could be heard. Marsha looks worried. Should he be dragged by the flow of this forbidden wave, or stop all at the time when he was also standing on the edge of the abyss.

This time there was no reaction at all from Marsha. Abraham with roaring breath increasingly brought his face down and now the man gave temptation in the breast of Marsha that was so tempting. Peeping it, smelling it, even Abraham bit it there and sucked it deep. It didn't take long for a red mark to be left on that chest pop. Abraham's hand now slipped behind Marsha's back, released three hooks there, and threw them away.

The man looked a little at the peach that was so ripe, the tub no longer held back, Abraham for the first time felt the top of the peach, bit it, sucked it, and even teased with his tongue. When Abraham touched her, a whimper came out of Marsha's lips. The sensation of making love like this he had never felt before. The man who was forbidden for him to treat her so gently, struck her with pleasure for the sake of pleasure that Marsha expressed in her sighs and de-laws.

Even Marsha's hands moved and seemed to immerse Abraham's face in his chest. Give full access to Abraham to taste the sweet and tempting peaches.

This is a forbidden khilaf. This was truly the peak of forbidden desires. Stopping it cannot. All you can do is continue until *******.

Leaving the peaches above, Abraham came down. The man now carefully removed the jeans still worn by Marsha. There was a smile on the man's face, when he saw the pink underwear that actually looked sweet there. Abraham lowered his face, and was about to make an invasion in the already so humid valley below. As Abraham's face descended, Marsha held Abraham's face with her hands.

"Bram" he said with a breath of breath.

Abraham shuffled and then looked at Marsha's face for a moment. "Let me adore you, Sha .. I won't hurt you, feel my love. Feel my feelings for you" said Abraham.

After saying all of that, Abraham descended, the man began an invasion of Marsha's valley. Sweeping it with a swipe of her tongue, giving it a puncture by prick with the tip of the tongue, and giving it a temptation that makes Marsha move restlessly and squeeze the bedsheet.

"Ah, Bram," de-sah Marsha as the woman feels a storm of pleasure hitting her.

Abraham smiled inwardly, apparently his way to adore Marsha was successful. Realizing that this was the time, Abraham took off his pants, making his body and Marsha both absolutely naked. Abraham lowered his head, and began to give a little friction for the sake of friction in the door of Marsha's heavenly cup. Abraham closed his eyes, only friction had burned him. Gathering all his abilities, Abraham finally brought his inheritance to enter and feel the warm cavity full of honey pleasure belonging to Marsha.

The first time in life, Abraham felt the sensation of making love to his ex-girlfriend. There was no effort to tear the curtain there because Marsha was married before, but Abraham must admit the sensation he felt at this time was really delicious. There were no more words that Abraham could say. The man held Marsha's hips with both hands, and gave her a blow for the sake of the blasphemy. A burst of passion made Abraham close his eyes, the man turned his face to feel the sensation of making love for this first time. The hand that originally held the hip, slowly crept and gave a slight squeeze on Marsha's peach, giving a twist with her thumb and index finger in a twisting motion. The writhing of Marsha's body, de-sahan woman, made Abraham increasingly snorted to move and hit. The movement was asductive as going in and out, accompanied by a growl that completely tore the bed apart.

"Oh my God, Marsha," Abraham chirped this time with his eyes slowly opening. The eyes were filled with fog, but the eyes could see that Marsha was enjoying it as well.

The woman was even more beautiful wriggling and mende-shah many times. Abraham moved, went in and out, pierced, and rained deeply.

Several times the asductive movement continued to pass very intensely. Until finally, Abraham's body collapsed on Marsha's body, the man again kissed Marsha's lips with a hunting breath, carrying both hands to circle her neck. The sweat of the two is united, but the impression of warm, clay, and wet to make the atmosphere in the room really hot.

"I love you, Marsha .. I love Marsha," Abraham said.

Up to the limit the man growled, and completely exploded with his trembling body. The wet and warm sting down there ended Abraham's blasphemy. The man for the first time felt a powerful explosion that just threw his body on Marsha's body. With roaring breath, with warm liquid like incandescent lava united, until finally the requirement of this forbidden desire to peak.

I never thought that this would happen before. Marsha's embrace strengthened, with a limp body. The roar of warm breath, the chest that blooms, Marsha also lost her mind. When Abraham touched her, Marsha really became a flower. Flowers are blooming and show its charm with every bud and petal blooming there.