The Holy Love of Amayra

Chapters 139. The first night again

Read after breaking fast or when not fasting yes, ok?🙏🙏😅

Underage, step aside!

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Satria looked at his wife lovingly, she took off Amayra's veil slowly. Now look long straight hair beautiful black.

It starts with a gentle loving caress. Satria moves her fingers through the hair of the wife.

"May, can't you?" satria asked while whispering into his wife's ear.

Amayra nodded obediently, she had also long since not felt the touch of her husband. He moon he's lonely without Satria. He missed that caress. "Mas.mau here or in the next room?"

"If you can guarantee not to speak, then we do it here. It all depends on you dear." said Satria while kissing his wife's cheek. Satria's breath was hunting, her face reddened. He had long held back his desires as a normal man hunting a woman, a man who had been fasting for a long time.

"Eh. I.." Amayra's confused.

"If you're not sure, what if we try first?" Satria had another idea in her head.

"Empression?"

"Look.."

Satria pushed Amayra's body onto the soft bed. Satria is above him. He took off his nightgown and threw him on the other side of the bed.

His bare-chested body was exposed for real. Unknowingly, Amayra's fingers touched her husband's chest muscles.

"It's still the same, since the last time we..." The woman muttered while looking at the beauty of her husband's body.

"Why? What was our last time?" Satria took one of his wife's hands, she kissed the back of the hand gently. Then he put Amayra's index finger into her mouth and sucked it. He licked and bit her.

"UAHHhhh...Mas...Uhhh...."

The man stopped his activity, "No? Just this way you've been making a sound. I haven't even started yet" Satria cupped his wife's body. He took Amayra and took her to the next room.

The room that they always use to do husband and wife relations or can also be called by intercourse.

Satria carefully placed Amayra on the bed. As usual Satria started it all, because the wife was always shy of cats when told to serve.

It starts with bismillah. He looked at the woman with love, as if it was their first night again. How many times have they done it. Or is this because they have not met for a long time, so they miss each other like the atmosphere of the first night?

Satria warms up, she starts everything with lips. The chewy object that was located under the nose, touched and traced Amayra's body slowly. He took off his palace clothes, until the two mountain protectors were also released.

Amayra's hand reflexively closed both of her mountains. She looked at her husband with her eyes.

"Don't get covered, baby, let your husband see it." Satria held Amayra's hand. He looked at his wife's body with a faint look.

"I'm ashamed, Mas.."

"Hee, I like to see this face of yours. I miss you May," Satria stroked Amayra's cheeks gently. He enjoyed the full face he always missed when he was there in Africa.

Now she can hug Amayra as much as she wants.

Several times Amayra pounded her teeth, she sighed with the search of her husband's lips. Only this time Satria moved freely, like he was proficient. Is it because he misses so much?

After the lips that explored the beautiful body of the woman, now Satria's hands began to guerrilla to and fro. Tracing every sensitive part of his wife's body, he knew exactly where to put his hand.

Several times Amayra shouted and sighed because of it.

Satria kissed Amayra's lips with passion and longing. The two bodies of two people who will merge into one are already very heated towards the top.

"May?"

"Yes?" His mouth while trying to catch his breath.

"When was the last time you were on the moon?"

"2 days ago, brother, just stopped." replied Amayra who was under the confinement of Satria's burly body.

"Good," Satria smiled gently. I don't know what he was thinking at the time.

"good? Why?" Amayra asked with her innocent face.

Without answering his wife's question, Satria immediately fought with enthusiasm asking for his ration. That night they ran in a loving atmosphere. Their bodies fused in a deep longing.

Satria not only touched once, even he asked three times until Amayra difficult to compensate for his strength.

"Here you go, I'm tired.haahhh.." Amayra sighed with a sweaty body and lay on her stomach in bed.

Uh.. my waist feels like it's going to crumble like a truck run over!

"Okay, we've got enough of it here. I'm not satisfied really, thank you for serving your dear husband," said Satria while kissing Amayra full of love.

The cup! Muachs..

"After coming back from Africa, you're getting stronger.."

"True, I'm getting stronger because I've missed you so much all this time. I had a hard time holding him back" Satria explained.

"Oh, is that it?" Amayra frowned while looking intently at her husband.

"You go to bed first, I'm gonna take a bath in the next room while keeping Rey."

"Don't let me" said Amayra, feeling bad.

"Me! Sleep, think of nothing but rest. Before dawn I'll wake you." Satria smiled with triumph. He kissed Amayra's forehead for the next time.

Satria is really a dream husband for Amayra and also the best father for Rey. Amayra was fast asleep, while Satria went to the next room while looking at Rey who was still fast asleep.

"Rey's a hero papa, is it okay if you quickly have a sister?" whisper it to the little baby.

God, I hope that after this Amayra can give me a second child.

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