The Love of the Duda

TCSD 93 : Desire

"Aaaarggh... Dear...... Eempphhh....."

"Mas Gods..... Aaaaaaaahhhh....."

With the position of do*ggy style, the body of God jolted and vibrated violently when the orgasm was successfully achieved. With this position, the man can feel the sensation of maximum penetration in Mara's body to blow the seeds of life into his wife's womb.

Apparently the pleasure he achieved along with the pleasure achieved by Mara. Which increasingly makes his own seemed to be clamped all out by the muscles that are inside the property of the wife. That is what makes God feel a sensation of pleasure that he does not want to end at all.

After his burnt cassava slightly relaxed, the God's gasps slightly pulled his body, until now the position of the two is not stuck to each other anymore. He turned back Mara's body and met directly with his wife. Gently, he kissed Mara's thin lips. With a sweet smile on her lips. "Thank you Darling. I-I'm really happy to get all this!"

Only answered with a smile anyway, Mara also caressed the cheeks of the Gods with gentleness. "Sama-sama Mas's. Me either...."

Krucu... Krucu.... Krucu....

Mara's speech was trimmed when her stomach worms began to sow the drums of war. The woman just laughed. Shame because it was discovered earlier held back his hunger.

"I'm hungry!"

Already unable to hold the hunger in her stomach, Mara finally chose to express it to her husband. He did not want the incident the other day to happen again, where he forced himself to endure hunger but in the end it was the pain that befell him.

The gods chuckled amusedly. Hurriedly he hugged Mara's innocent body tightly. He showered Mara's head with gentle and loving kisses. "We're continuing our cooking show, baby. You cleaned first. After that, you make the saute and I fry the chicken."

Mara just shook her head. "No way to!"

The god slightly unraveled his embrace. "Well, why not? You don't want to take a shower, honey? Sticky all over your body!"

"Loof!"

By putting on a spoiled face, Mara began to express her purpose and purpose. Apparently the woman wanted to be carried to the bathroom.

The gods are back. "Goddess....Uluh... So spoiled my wife!" The god took a squatting position and turned his back on Mara's body. "Go to my back, baby. I carried you to the bathroom!"

In a hurry, Mara began to climb onto the back of the God. Slowly, the God began to step foot into the bathroom by carrying the body of the wife. As if she did not want to fall from the arms of the Gods, Mara put her arms around the neck of the Gods as she placed her head in the recess of her husband's neck.

"Darling... "

"Yes Mas?"

"Don't blame me!"

"Blame what you are?"

"Both of your twin hills feel like they're pressing down on my back. I want to again! Let's go back to the bathroom, baby!"

"Aaaaaaaa Mas Dewaaaaaaa... I'm hungry!!!!"

"Haha haahaaha!"

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"Mas... Already dong... Don't look at me like that!"

Mara who was struggling with sauteed kale in the pan, occasionally looks blushed embarrassed. The reason is, God still looks at him with a fixed like an arrow shot from his bow. Sticking in the heart of his heart and leaving only a debaran that was so tempestuous. Even though Mara was used to being stared at intensely like this by her husband, she still felt an incredible clumsy.

The god grinned while smiling knot. He put the cut chicken that had been covered by the seasoning into the frying pan. Making the face of the wife who is shy like this really makes her feel an incredible anxiety.

"Darling..."

Mara scoops a little kale stir-fry she just cooked using a small spoon for her to taste. Occasionally he was seen nodding his head as a sign that what became his cooking was fitting on the tongue. "Yes Mas? What's up?"

"It's only been a few days that we've been living our lives as husband and wife, but why do you look so good at serving me?"

"Show good is Mas? Which being a smart size do you think that's what?"

"Yes, you're getting better at spoiling me, baby."

Mara shifted her body until now in a position to face directly with God. He pinched the small nose of the sharp belongs to God with anxiety. "I just follow my instincts. So I don't think I need to learn from anywhere."

The forehead of the God slightly shriveled. "Really?"

"Yes, winning like that is the reality. Who did I learn from about it anyway? You've never seen me interact with anyone other than you?"

The god gave a little smile. He brought his face to Mara's face. He put his forehead on his wife's forehead. "I never thought it would be this beautiful, honey. I guess, I had to put a lot of effort into teaching you, but it turns out you're much more sensual than I imagined. You're really good at pleasing my inner self, honey. Thanks!"

Mara chuckled. "Already, there is no need to discuss Mas. Remember the chicken you are cooking. Gosong later!"

The gods refocused on the fried chicken. While the kale stir-fry made by Mara has matured and he served in a flat plate. After that, he took it to the dining table. Not long after, the fried chicken made by the Gods had also matured. The man followed the wife who was sitting in the dining chair.

"Stop Honey!"

Mara who intended to take rice, vegetables and side dishes for the god tetiba stopped her activities. "What else is it, Mas? I want to get it for you!"

"Let me get it for you, baby. I'm bribing you!"

The god took the plate that was previously in Mara's hand. He filled the plate with the dish in front of him and began to perform rituals to feed his wife.

"Hmmmmmh.... Your fried chicken is delicious!" said Mara when the fried chicken made by her husband began to spoil his taste senses.

"That's no doubt, dear. Just cooking like this, I'm one of the heroes. So you have to be a lot of grateful for having a husband with a full portion like me!"

Mara clucked softly. "I'm sorry I praised you Mas, if only it would bring out your narcissistic soul!"

The god chuckled as he put food in his mouth. "Hahahaha kidding, honey. Oh, my dear, if you may know what your dreams have been all this time?"

Mara's eyes glared slightly. He again turned his brain memory while still in the bench SMK. "I want to have a cake shop!"

"Cake shop?"

Mara nodded. "Yes, I want to have a cake shop. I want to realize what my mother wants. Because he wanted to have a cake shop."

"You're in control of that field, honey?"

"When SMK, I majored in gourmet, Mas. So a little bit I know the science. And it was my mother's desire that made me take that major."

The god just smiled.

It turns out it's as simple as that what your dreams are darling. I promise, I will support whatever you want and mother. Hopefully through my presence, you can achieve those dreams.

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