The Love Of Aurora
Part 131s
"Can ya?" Hassrat the man was already unbearable.
"What the hell? Not very clear!"
"You want this."
Cup.
Instantly Zayn landed his kiss right on Ara's chest. It felt like she wanted to pull her head and of course also rebelled, but her body and logic again did not want to be synchronized. Until the man was more free to leave many red stars on his chest, while the woman could only sigh@h without being able to reject his actions.
Zayn was getting wild, the game was getting more and more when he realized that there was no barrier cloth what as the twin mountain wrapping. The man slightly mere mas, gently kneading, also sipped greedily the brown spot of the baby's life source so deliciously.
"Itahh....." His woman's mouth was mendes@h out of control.
Between the hands was clutching Zayn's hair firmly, but like wanting to press it more and more until the man's face was really immersed in the fruit of his dad@nya.
The sound of sighing@ahan Ara greatly made the man's hassrat even more wild. If only he had not remembered that his woman was still untouchable, Zayn would not have delayed him again to spout the seeds of his love to a woman who had not refused his touch.
Blup.
"Well....." His face with a bad breath.
The man had released himself from the sip of chocolate that actually still felt very lacking, if not remembered the time that was getting noon. Showing chewy objects exposed before the eyes, towering solid and so challenging to be felt again.
Ara's face must have met, plus blushed when the man looked at her right at her neutrals that meant something.
"Thank you, my wife," he said gently, while slowly tidying up the kimono towel that Ara used which was almost partially separated because of his actions.
Ara was still unmoved by bowing her head, not knowing what to say anymore, her blushing face could already represent her extremely embarrassed self to her husband.
Slowly Zayn took Ara in his arms, drowned her female face in his chest, gently rubbed the tops of his head and also spiked her several times with a kiss of love.
Maybe in this way a little help the woman hide her shy face from him.
"Sorry, I'm sassy again," he exclaimed as he rubbed his wife's head.
"Don't lie any more" he said faintly, as his position still buried his face in the chest of Zayn's field.
"Which lie?" Zayn's reflex raised Ara's face, but then she again buried her face, too embarrassed to show her face to the man who had become her husband.
"You broke your promise just now" he said again.
"That's why I'm sorry." The man immediately understood what Ara said to him.
"You cheated!" Dropping while venturing to look at Zayn's face.
"But I see you're enjoying it too."
Aauww!
Zayn groaned as Ara's small pinch landed on her waist. After that the man could only smile when he vaguely saw his woman who was still shyly hiding her little smile.
"I can't wait for next week."
The woman immediately scrunched her forehead.
"The period can be accelerated, honey?" says directly.
Aaauww.....
Again Ara landed her little pinch again, but this time her faint voice clearly sounded from her.
"Since when have you been a gini pervert?"
"Since you've been your husband." The man managed to steal a kiss on her lips again.
Eemmphs...
Ara endeavors to be detached from ***** his man, with a slight coercion.
"This is the last one" said Ara.
"What then? Don't want ah!" This time Zayn was like a child sulking in front of Ara.
"You were once loved, and even more humped."
"It was just a warm-up, honey, not to the point yet." The man's mouth was made to cone in front of Ara.
"Where's the promise? He said to wait until I'm really ready?"
Ara's words automatically make Zayn speech silent, admit he was really khilaf so out of control. But he still did not expect if his wife was to bring up his promise last night. While just now the man can catch if Ara is also lulled by his touch.
"Trus I have to wait until when?"
"Hey..." The man pulled back his female body, further tightening his embrace.
"Jawab first," he said again.
"Here you go, I want to put some clothes on. My stomach is hungry" he said, deliberately not answering Zayn's question.
The woman went to the bathroom to wear her clothes. Leaving behind Zayn who had been trapped hadsrat who had been lured earlier.
Ara was still silent, she chose not to come out of the bathroom immediately even though her clothes were complete on her body. His mind again glanced far away, recalling a short message from Keanu a few days ago.
"I don't think Keanu can lie. But how am I supposed to prove it before it's all over?" Her monologue while looking back at her chest that has been decorated with many stars by her husband.
The anxiety is still there. Even more worried every man gave him a touch of pleasure, which even this time he could not resist the touch.
"Dear."
Zayn's voice called out with a knock on the door.
"There's Ziyyan here" he exclaimed shortly after that Ara came out from there as well.
"Mother," greeted the boy and immediately rushed to embrace Ara who had squatted her height with Ziyyan.
"Mother of Ziyyan." Ara kissed her son's cheek.
"Later to sleep with mommy?" His request while glancing sharply at Zayn.
"Mmmm....." The boy just cleared his throat like he was thinking.
"Just like Ziyyan tonight has to sleep with you." Ara was forcing, no longer asking.
"Mother's sick?" The boy asked outside expectations.
"No." Ara raised Ziyyan's body, taking her sitting on her bed.
"Mother allergies?" Asking again successfully made Ara frown.
While Zayn immediately chuckled, because he had understood with Ziyyan's intention that could not escape his gaze towards Ara's chest.
Ara glanced at Zayn at a glance, still not understanding the two men who made her astonished.
"Mother is allergic, dear. So later tonight Ziyyan do not sleep with mother first, let not be infected," as long as Zayn, no matter how Ara expression when he said so.
"What the hell? My guy's healthy like this accused of having allergies." The woman turned to her makeup glass to reflect.
"No, mother is allergic," said Ziyyan when her mother began to realize the purpose of Ziyyan's accusation.
"Oh my God! Zaaaaaaaaayn.." murmured a little bitterly, certainly with a sharp look to Zayn who was still chuckling alone.
"Not funny!" The bait is getting annoyed, while his hands immediately grabbed some of his makeup items that can be made to disguise the former cuppang.
"I'm waiting downstairs, yes" Zayn exclaimed as he began to hold Ziyyan's hand.
Ara did not say, she was too focused on her activities.
"Don't be long, the night will be even more starry, too" Zayn teased deliberately a little whisper to Ara.
"Curtain! Don't hope!"
"Related?" The man raised his eyebrows.
"Let's Dad." Ziyyan's cry was forced to stop Zayn's temptation to Ara.
"Let's go, Ziyyan!" Zayn had already brought Ziyyan out of the room.
"Ziyyan won't sleep with mom's dad?" Zayn asked as he climbed one step up the stairs to the bottom floor.
"No way," he refused.
"Loh, why?"
Although actually he also needs time alone with Ara, of course he also feels surprised at the attitude of his son who changed reluctantly when invited to sleep together, unlike the old days who so wanted him to sleep together with his parents.
"Ziyyan doesn't want to sleep together anymore?"
"Mother allergies. Iyyan is afraid of the contagion." Plain I.
Geez! His intentions were joking even the boy believed. Is it wrong that Zayn is happy with that fact?
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