The Last Port of Sang Bad Boy

CHAPTER 65

Ayleen was sure Ibra was just bluffing, the man would not dare to come out without wearing anything. When she heard the bathroom door open, Ayleen did not look at all. But for a long time, he was curious as well, and finally turned his head to the side.

"Yes..." Pekik Ayleen's. In his opinion, the man actually came out without a thread. The remaining water drops of the bath fell to the floor along with his footsteps. And it felt like Ayleen couldn't breathe as Ibra got closer.

But getting closer, it was Ibra who was embarrassed. Since then, Ayleen's gaze continued to be fixed on something under his stomach. Inevitably, he turned his back. "You think it's so good, Ay."

Ayleen's laughter instantly exploded. Didn't expect Ibra to be embarrassed either. "Said not to be seen, touched can also be. It turns out to be a lie, seen if you can't, how to hold it," ledek Ayleen.

"You're abstaining from me, Ay?"

"Just want to prove your words." Ayleen stood up, about to walk in front of Ibra, but the man first turned his back, which automatically, they became face to face.

Ayleen's body stiffened immediately as Ibra, who was wearing nothing, stood facing him.

"Why is it getting bigger?" ayleen. As drugged, his eyes did not blink looking at Ibra's.

"It can get bigger again." Ibra grabs Ayleen's hand and leads her to hold hers. Just touching a little, Ayleen was like he was electrocuted. Reflex he keeps his hands away. It was like a dream, he saw and touched directly the property of men. Ayleen's face was flushed red, his body was trembling and it was cold hot.

"Daddy call." Ayleen was about to escape but Ibra first blocked his wrist.

"Don't expect to escape after waking him up." Ibra's hand held Ayleen's nape, and without warning immediately landed her lips on Ayleen's lips. Mengulum the red lips that she had only been able to see and imagine her tenderness.

Ayleen closed his eyes, enjoyed the ****** as well as a small bite of a lip that left his body bristling. As Ibra's tongue tried to crack in, she gave up without a fight, opened her mouth and tried to do what Ibra did. But it turned out that kissing was not as easy as he had imagined, just for a moment, he was out of breath. Fortunately Ibra understood and released their lips. Giving Ayleen a chance to inhale for a while and then back to his lips.

Ibra again led Ayleen's hand to touch hers. She also tried to pull the zipper behind Ayleen's dress. Again, Ayleen did not try to refuse, resigned even helped Ibra to pass the dress. He realized that right now, his heart and body belonged to Ibra. So the man is free to do anything on his body, including asking for his right now.

"Tempo?" god Ibra.

Ayleen bit his lower lip while nodding softly. This was the first time his body had been seen by a man.

Ibra removed Ayleen's arm, removing the last protector to cover his wife's body. "It's so beautiful" murmured Ibra who did not blink to look at the beauty before him. He lifted Ayleen's body and then laid on the bed.

Ayleen men de sah when Ibra's lips give a wet kiss around her neck. The increasingly long kiss dropped to make it soar into the seventh sky.

Tok tok tok tok

The knock on the door made Ibra stop his activities for a moment.

"Sir Leen, your friends are coming" cried Alfath from behind the door.

Ibra clucked softly while throwing a rough breath.

"Dutch, besyanda." Alfath continued to sing, making Ayleen and Ibra want to throw the guy with sandals.

The two then looked at each other, after which their laughter exploded together.

"I think it should be postponed first" Ibra pointed to the clock. "Fear not to pray ashar."