The Love of the Duda

TCSD 78: Again, Inside the Bathroom

"Oh my God, what is this?"

After completing the struggle, Mara and the Gods both fell asleep. In a still plain position and God is seen hugging the body of the wife from behind with possessiveness, as if not wanting the slightest detachment from Mara's body. He buried his face in the nape of his wife and his hands did not want to be separated from two crazy, solid, chewy objects that were now decorated with red patches that filled him. A scene that is so contrasting, the skin of Mara's white body seems to reinforce the reddish traces.

Both of Mara's eyeballs instantly opened as she felt something suddenly wriggling, hardening, and slightly stiffening between the folds of her thighs. He slightly shifted his body and saw where the movement came from and ...

"Yyyyyyyy...."

Mara's cry suddenly made the God who was dissolving in the cradle of his dream as if forcibly withdrawn his consciousness. The man jumped up and sat his body.

"Darling... What was? Why are you screaming like that?"

While rubbing his eyes God asked full of wonder what made his wife scream. He felt that his wife was sleeping well. The god leaned his body against the headboard of the bed and began to figure out what had actually happened.

"Look at that, Mom! Your burnt cassava is back to swell!"

Mara pointed towards the God's burnt cassava while closing her eyes with her palm. Even he turned his face away, as if afraid if he would be pounced again by that thing.

God chuckles. The face of the wife like this looks even more adorable. In a hurry, the God pulled Mara's arm and she carried it into his arms.

"Dear, don't be afraid. This cassava is tame. So you don't have to close your eyes like that!"

Time and again the Lord kissed Mara's head with affection, as if transferring the strains of love that roiled in her chest. Although the sweat still decorated the pores of their bodies, but the smell of Mara's body like this is what makes the man as if addicted.

"Does that mean you want to go back?"

With a feeling of fear Mara tried to get her heart out. While the Gods looked increasingly naughty grinning. "If so, how would you love? Are you ready to play again?"

Mara's face suddenly pias. The pain in her sensitive area is still so pronounced, then how could she ever do again with her husband?

"Mas... But it still feels sore. I-I can't afford it."

God giggled amusedly to see the face of the wife who had changed pias. It was like God was back to immerse his own into the heavenly burrow of Mara but seeing the wife who was so in pain seemed to make him stop to do so.

"Hahahaha kidding, honey. Tonight was quite a one-time. I don't know if for the next night." The god again clenched Mara's lips intensely. "Thank you so much for taking good care of what's yours, baby. Do you know if I'm too happy to get that?"

Mara's forehead shriveled a little. He did not understand what this god said. "Isn't this the second marriage of the Gods? Then, why do the gods say happy to get it all?"

"That's because I can feel what virginity is from you a darling, not from any other."

"-you mean?"

"Yes, the point was that when I married Dita, she was no longer a virgin. She said she was a rape victim when she was in school."

Mara just nodded her head. "Ooohhhh like that?"

God again kissed the wife's forehead with love. "Yes already, now take a yuk bath. We haven't had a shower yet, dear."

"Come on!"

Mara moved her body to get out of bed. He wrapped the blanket to wrap his plain body. But when he was about to step foot, suddenly...

Bruckkk....

"Aaaaaahh..... It hurts!"

"Darling!!!"

The god was no less squealing when he saw Mara's body collapsing on the floor. As if not concerned with the condition of his innocent body, he rushed to Mara to help her stand up.

"Huhuhuhu... That's exactly what Mas. Looks like I can't walk anymore, huhuhuu."

God gasped to see his wife crying. Earlier, when the heat struggle they did on the bed did not make it so funny like this, now it actually made him sob. The god can only smile knots while summarizing Mara's cheeks with both palms.

"Who said you can't walk, honey? You can walk, just have to adapt first. Because the way you walk will definitely be different from before."

"Different? What do you mean, Mas?"

The god slightly extended a smile on his lips. "Maybe, it'll be like a penguin."

Mara's lips are a little cut. "Issshhh where can be like that Mas. I don't want to!"

The gods can only chuckle. Spring, he carried Mara's body ala-ala bridal style to take her to the bathroom. "I'll heal your pain, baby!"

Mara's premonition was filled with an atmosphere that was not so pleasant. "What do you mean?"

A grin rose just like that on the lips of God. "This pain of yours will disappear if you get used to my burnt cassava visit, dear!"

Mara's hurry hit the small chest of the God's field. "This aahhhhh is still very sick!"

"Then from that, let's do it again in the bathroom. So that the pain immediately went away and turned into a sense of peerless pleasure."

"Mas Dewaaaaaaaaa!!!"

Brakkkkk!!!!.

The bathroom door was blown away. And the couple returned to perform their first night ritual in the bathroom.

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Mara's body drooped limp in the bathtub after the unification of the body that somehow happened. While the god is still seen in a wuenak position under Mara's body while playing two pieces of crazy objects belonging to the wife that feels so indulgent hands.

"Mas.... Ahhhh.... Already dong... I'm really tired..."

While closing her eyes and a little moaning, because of the actions of the husband who played these two things, Mara tried to negotiate with the husband. Because their play in the bathroom is much more than when they were in bed. If on the bed the God only reached one climax, while in the bathroom the man reached three releases. And that's what makes Mara feel countless tired.

"Yes, honey, yes... I'm not gonna ask for any more rations. But let me play this yours. I feel so addicted to this thing."

The hand of God is still intensely squeezing the twin hills owned by Mara as if she does not want to let go. Not only that, he also gave small bites on the smooth shoulders of his wife.

Mara clucking. "But if you don't stop this activity of yours, I might....."

Mara was forced to cut her words, she was worried that what she said would make the Gods lusting. But it turns out that Mara's allegations are wrong, it turns out that her husband is increasingly excited in fondling her.

"If you're horny, let's do it again, honey. It looks like the WOT position will be more exciting. Because with that position, I you can control our game. Hows it? Wanna?"

Both of Mara's eyeballs were perfectly wide. She hastily pinched her husband's thigh.

"Vaaaaahhh... Sick Baby.. Why are you pinching me?"

Mara's lips are slightly pursed. She was very upset because her husband was still teasing her. "Mas... Don't you feel tired? I'm just so tired. But why do you look so energetic?"

"Either Darling... Maybe I feel the virgin effect, which makes me happy and always want again, again, and again."

"Hooooaaammm...."

The forehead of the God is cringing. "Darling, are you sleepy?"

Mara nodded slowly. "Yes Mas... I'm so sleepy. Can we sleep, please? I-I can no longer bear to endure my drowsiness."

The god wastes a slightly rough breath. Actually the man still wanted to play around with Mara, but seeing the wife, was so sleepy that he could not bear to continue it again.

"Alright Honey... Let's go to bed. But tomorrow we continue again yes..," said Dewa while glancing one eye.

Oh God.. Why is my husband still talking about tomorrow? Tomorrow, I want a complete break. Really, my body is really limp... Ah but look later, the most important thing is that I can sleep well even though I have to lie by pretending to be sleepy.

"Yes, yes!"

In the end the two humans came out of the bathtub. They dry each other's bodies with a towel and start wearing their pajamas. As usual, the God carried Mara's body and she threw it on the bed.

Cup...

"Good sleep, my wife. It's a good dream..."

Mara smiled knot. "Good sleep too, Mommy..."

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