THE LOVE OF QONITA

Chapter 36 First Night

Faith touched Qonita's cheek. Qonita opened her eyes.

"I love you." Eyes full of fog!rah was approaching Qonita.

Cvp

A kecvpan landed on Qonita's lips.

"So much."

Cvp

Qonita still looks resigned to accept keccvpan for the sake of keccvpan.

"Like crazy." The voice of Faith is increasingly heard soft and loud.

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Qonita who got some keccvpan on her lips looked shocked when the kecvpan turned into lvmatan.

The lips of Faith have melvmat the upper lip of Qonita. Released and dilvmat returned. Several times until alternating with melvmat lower lip of his wife.

When satisfied, he stopped for a moment.

He looked deeply into his wife's eyes. Qonita did not reply earlier, she just accepted it resignedly.

As Iman tilted her face to approach Qonita again, Qonita restrained her husband's body.

"Why, Honey?" ask Faith wonder.

"Read the prayer first, Bang." The worried Qonita was swept away in the flow of love made by her husband, choosing to remind her husband to pray first.

“Hem, prayer?"

Qonita nodded.

"Allahumma baarik lanaa fiimaa..." The Word of Faith was interrupted because of the Qonita's refutation.

"Abang.." said the spoiled Qonita.

"Lho, why?"

"The true prayer."

"That's right, dear."

“Why do you want to eat?"

"You want to eat, honey." Faith whispered in Qonita's ear. Then bite his wife's ear.

Qonita brushed down, as soon as she squeezed the arm of Faith.

Faith felt Qonita's body wriggling, smiling seductively.

"Why, like, hum?"

Qonita was embarrassed. "Well, read the prayer, brother."

"Aren't you impatient, hum?" Faith grins. He loved to insult his wife.

“Bismillah, Allahumma jannibnaassyaithaana wa jannibi syaithoona maarazaqtanaa."

Their eyes are now on. Interject feelings for each other.

"Darling, do you know how much I want you right now."

Qonita smiled at her husband's words. This time she did not want to duck, she wanted to go diving with her husband.

Qonita recalled her husband's other requests, in addition to wearing lingerie, her husband had also asked her that she was the one who first teased her husband.

Qonita ventured into sitting on her husband's lap. He approached the husband's face.

Not giving keccvpan or c!uman to her husband, but she stuck out her tongue and touched it on her upper and lower lips to form a flat circle.

Of course, this action of his wife made Iman deluded. Not his eyes, but his heart.

His maleness soul was shaken.

Damn it!

How could he lose to his wife.

Not to be defeated by the wife, Iman finally attacked.

Qonita squeezed the clothes of Faith as the tongue of Faith slammed into her mouth. The tongue of faith plays wild in the mouth of Qonita. Trying to lick his tongue repeatedly in a twisting motion, as if wanting to wrap around his tongue.

Qonita took a deep breath as Faith ended its action. Qonita was about to reveal something. But Qonita had not yet spoken, Faith had regained her lips.

Qonita's lips and tongue now feel numb, feel swollen. From the lips of her husband who ceaselessly bit her lips.

She was confused, her husband bit her lip wearing what? Teeth or lips? If you wear lips, why it feels so swollen. But if you wear teeth, why not bleed.

"Aaaahhh," cried Qonita, as her husband's tongue had crept into her neck.

Her husband's hand helped attack her. Screeching from his back, squeezing his bok0ng down, then starting to take off his kimono.

Qonita wriggled with creeps when the cold AC down his body which was only wrapped in thin objects.

Faith can feel his wife's body writhing indeterminately like a hot worm. But how could his wife feel overheated, while the AC had been turned on at the lowest position.

While their activities are still in the preliminary stage, have not reached the core, in the process of burning.

"Mmpphh," the qonita shrieked as her husband's hand moved to the front of her body. Mer3mas is the most dense and chewy part of his body.

The exotic voice further added to the spirit of Faith, to make his wife was raved, helpless by every ken!the kratan he gave.

Her husband's incessant assaults gnawed every inch of her body making her stronger. Qonita did not hold back the erotic sounds!s comes out of his mouth.

He knew the terrible sounds were too precious to be kept. It would be better if her husband could hear her clearly.

Wouldn't this make her husband feel tough and invincible?

"Aaaaah," race Qonita. He lost on the battlefield.

This time the battle was her husband's right. After all, she was not sure, if she fought against what would be the victory of The King of Solomon, her husband.

Whether when and how, one by one the clothes attached have been dated just like that. Not hard and bother to open it, as if the universe supports, simplifies all affairs.

This situation is too ridiculous. How not. She initially blushed to herself just for looking at the bed. In solitude, thinking about what they would do on this bed alone, had already made his face red with a hue.

Then why is he now even carried away by this intoxicating current? Is it because this flow of love is so powerful and dangerous? So as to make it enter among the blazing flames of love.

"Mmpphh," cried Qonita again. His entire body was bristling, there was an erratic feeling that could not be expressed in words. But one thing is for sure, it feels n!kmat. So delightful.

Her husband was able to make himself like he was in the clouds. He was brought to space due to happy waves.

There was satisfaction due to the touch of her husband that passed through all parts of her body, outside and inside, the touch scratches felt so perfect.

Qonita knows she can't be greedy. Ken!that thing cannot be his. Her husband must feel the same.

In the midst of a weak body drooping helplessly he tried to get up. He gathered all his strength to ward off the mischief of the husband.

Realizing his wife started trying to fight back, in the middle of the excitement!rah who was not restrained by his creation, Iman let his wife now on his body.

Qonita retaliated for attack after attack just like she did earlier. Faith closed her eyes, enjoying every treatment of her wife.

This wife, somehow always makes it directionless. His feelings now began to drift in the air. How could this feel different?

Why he prefers this. More touching, felt pierced to the inside. His wife did not cut open his chest to touch his heart.

Why does Faith feel like a glorified king. Lauded by the luxury of taste, as if much needed and coveted.

After feeling enough to enjoy every scent of delicacy created by the queen, Iman turned things around again.

He is the king. It is his responsibility to lead.

“Aaaahhh," sizzled Qonita as their bodies mixed into one.