The Married With Ketos

The Married With Ketos
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Their hair both seemed messy blown by the stretch of strong wind that hit the two. Tonight is not much different from the previous nights, the atmosphere is still cool as usual the hustle and bustle of the city streets is heard crowded by other vehicles. Bianca tightened her arms around Agam's waist in search of the warmth behind it.


Next to Agam's hand faithfully rubbed the back of Bianca's hand that was resting on her waist. Since then he realized, if Bianca was cold, he could feel Agam, his hands were very cold. Agam could do nothing but strok his hands to channel warmth, because Agam was too, he forgot to bring his jacket.


"Prophey, Bi? ntar if you're home, I'm angetin until it's gone." he joked. Annoyed by the words, Bianca whose chin is now resting on Agam's shoulder hit Agam's head who followed him without a helmet.


"Well, if I can really, so duda lo!!" his damprat served the guyonan Agam.


"Died nyari new wife." said Agam sounding funny. Bianca raised her lips as she took off her arms to Agam. Then fold his hands in front of his chest.


"Babylon!!"


***


Bianca's mind is paralyzed by the game of Agam. The man treated her gently this time. As promised by Bianca this afternoon. Agam actually charged him and there was no other way but to comply with it.


The combination of d.e.sahan's voice, moans and erotic moans did not stop coming out, with the rhythm of mutual mouth-punching from both of them. Their bodies were both flooded with sweat.


Either have the umpteenth time they moved around the style to some mini packs scattered origin in the bed area, and for now, they both do it with a sitting position on the mattress. Bianca was hugging Agam's neck and her legs were tightly wrapped around her husband's sturdy waist, not staying and her face had piled up on the man's shoulder, enjoying the sensation of him drifting into the clouds.


"Honey. look at meuhh.." said Agam while ending mele.nguh. His body moved, agile yet soft and gentle. As much as possible, the passive Bianca tried to control herself, her head held limp, facing Agam. Each pair of irises in their eyes were equally glum in the combination of the fog of passion there with roaring breath. In the middle of it, Agam smiled sincerely while rubbing Bianca's cheeks which were now both eyes closed restlessly, carried away by the atmosphere.


"You are very beautiful gini." whispered Agam hissing slowly.


"Enghh ah.." Bianca did not respond to Agam's praise. Bianca's head sometimes looked up, sometimes down while biting her lower lip. His two twin mountains were swayed in an uncertain direction. Not wanting to let the chewy thing idle, finally, Agam squeezed it out. Then he picked it up like a baby.


After that, "Honey. hnghhh dear.." Agam race is unclear. "Wouldn't it hurt like it was the first time?" he asked still with his hoarse voice.


Bianca shook her head weakly. Agam's hands were raised, gently stroking Bianca's hair on the sidelines of her game. Then it slowly crept into Bianca's nape, pressing her so that Bianca's face advanced onto her, then scooped her lips intensely and full of tenderness. The sound of kisses also unification they sound loud in the room shades of white gray.


***


"Nath! Nathan!!" Camella rocked Nathan's deep sleeping body. It had been repeatedly Camella woke him up by shaking her body tight while calling out her name. However, the man did not appear to be disturbed at all.


Once his body responds, just by wriggling a little, then next back to close the bolster on him. Though the clock still shows midnight even almost early in the morning, somehow Camella felt very eager to eat rujak. Camella had no previous experience of pregnancy, so Camella had no idea what caused her to suddenly want something teramat. If she doesn't get it, Camella's sure, she'll drool. Therefore, Camella took the initiative to go into Nathan's room, to have him buy her will.


But, instead of buying it, Nathan did not wake up even though he had repeatedly, Camella tried to wake him, his sleep was like a dead man.


The corner of Camella's lips curved down because it did not manage to wake the man kebo. His eyes were already glazed. Desperate, he finally got on the bed and crawled closer to Nathan, next he fell beside Nathan after wiping his blanket.


"Nath.wanted to be quiet." he muttered, Camella looked up at Nathan's plain, slumbering face. That was so, before finally the attention was shifted to the bulge that was in the front of Nathan's neck. Jakuns.


His hand raised touched Nathan's junkyard with his index finger. Nathan moaned slowly, somewhat disturbed by the touch, plus he smelled the distinctive aroma of Camella which he had so memorized.


Both eyes that felt heavy had to open Nathan. And-an instant his eyes widened perfectly looking at Camella who was already by his side. "Mella!! what the hell are you doing here??!"


Nathan, who was in great shock, immediately shuffled a little away from Camella.


"Elahh Nath, my cake wants to rape you!" cetus Camella rolled her eyes.


Nathan doesn't respond to Camella's words, he turns up in the fog, looking for his t-shirt that Nathan took off before going to bed, after finding it right on the edge, Nathan wears it.


"So, what's the matter, you suddenly gawked into my room?" he asked afterwards in a lower voice than before, he had already inched closer to Camella who had now sat cross-legged in the middle of the bed.


"Nath. I don't know suddenly really want to eat rujak. In fact, I have tried it, but the turmoil of the desire to eat it, can not lose. Why would you?"


"Oh, you're cravings.." Nathan the mangosteen, then a second later, his eyes bulged. "Nwidam??!!! in the middle of the night blind like this you crave rujak?!! nyari in man lahh anjirr?!!" the tananya suddenly broke out.


"Certainly? how am I supposed to be, Nath? can I hold it?" To be honest, Camella doesn't want to bother Nathan either. What's more, at midnight like this, where's the light?


Nathan massaged the base of his nose, he was suddenly shocked by Camella's desire at the wrong time. It turned out that taking care of the pregnant woman was more difficult than he thought.


"Yaudah, we're looking for the basic ingredients, right?" he said in the end.


"Keep, where's it going, gini midnight?"


"Hmm, gini aja, you come with me to find a kind of department store that is open twenty-four hours, because it must take a long time loudinya, I'm afraid to leave you alone at home."


Camella had suspected Nathan would not want to work out his will. However, it turns out that his guess was wrong. Camella gets touched over it even though some rather unpleasant feelings have troubled Nathan. "I'm sorry, yeah.."


"I'm sorry?"


"Yes, am I taking nicotine, right?" Camella scratched her unscratchy head. Nathan wastes his rough breathing. "Banget." he said, sounding squeaky. Camella pouted hearing that. But keep moving from the place, see Nathan who has also come down from the bed.


Nathan reaches out to the jacket draped in his study chair. Then put it on Camella. Don't forget to put the hood in Camella's head. He patted the soft-headed Camella who looked uninspired.


"So-joking around, you don't take it for a baby."


***


At 01:35, Bianca woke up, feeling an amused sensation at her nape.


"Enghh, Brother..." Bianca moaned, apparently Agam was busy in his activities that sniff the nape of Bianca even occasionally licked it. "Bi.. yok, junior is upright again." she asked in a whining tone.


Bianca snorted, still with her eyes closed "Sister, don't mess around, I'm sleepy, tired!" the upset. But, Agam instead changed the position of Bianca to be supine, and confine Bianca. It certainly makes Bianca disturbed, his consciousness suddenly full because of the action.


"Sister.." - He said, who saw that Agam had widened his thighs.


"Again Bi?" ask him just a pleasantry. Because they are still equally naked, it certainly makes it easier for Agam. So, without waiting for an answer from the owner had even entered. Bianca me.ndesah.


"Sister.the safety.." Bianca's eyelids are closed in rage.


"It's been a pity. promise, get outside."


***