The Soulmate of Dad

193. Un-boxing

Beeya and Iyan are unaware that both of their parents are witnessing their struggles. Because, Iyan was calming Beeya so that his wife felt pain again when Arya and Beby opened the door to the room.

"Something is torn down" Beeya said with tears streaming down.

"That's a sign you're still sealed, Chagiya." Beeya's crying stopped. Then, he looked towards Iyan who was already smiling sweetly.

"The pain will turn out to be good."

Slowly and surely, Iyan began to move and Beeya's ringing turned into a groan that made her reluctant to end.

"That's really tight, Chagiya."

"You've also stuck." Beeya was still trying to reciprocate on the sidelines of the pleasure she was feeling.

Fizzing, groaning, they do. Until Beeya felt her body tremble violently and she also shouted favors. Iyan stimulates his wife back and makes Beeya start on again.

"Oh! Um! Ayang!"

"The wisdom." Beeya nodded. Now, Iyan toppled her body and pulled Beeya's body until she was on top of Iyan's body now.

"Ash, Ayang!" Iyan so greedily enjoyed the hanging and swaying papaya produced by Beeya's body movements.

Beeya's white skin had already turned a blackish red. Same with Iyan. When Beeya had reached the top she sucked Iyan's neck so hard that the trail was so obvious. Beeya's body drooped weakly helplessly. While Iyan gasped for breath holding the pleasure of death sway of the wife.

"Chagiya, I'm not out yet."

"I'm tired, Ayang. My white milk is everywhere." Beeya pointed towards the bed sheet. Iyan laughed too.

"It's okay, Chagiya. That's a sign you're enjoying." Iyan kissed Beeya's lips.

In order to quench the thirst of her Majesty, Beeya followed her husband's wishes. In the hunchback style, Beeya feels unparalleled pleasure. Likewise with Iyan who continues to spur the speed of his anacondas.

"The me-"

"Me too, Chagiya."

Their bodies rolled to the side when they were already heading for the highest peak at exactly twelve o'clock in the evening. What an amazing game. Iyan kissed Beeya's face so gently and took a sip of Beeya's lips so affectionately.

"The one who sleeps, yes." Beeya has thrust papaya curl that has changed skin color to red. Iyan laughed too.

"But, good." A gentle swipe Iyan gave. Beeya asserted because it is undeniable Iyan is very expert in making it satisfied and cornered.

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Iyan was tidy with her work clothes while Beeya was still struggling under the covers.

"Still limp?" Iyan was already on the lip of the bed and gently rubbed Beeya's hair. The wife nodded slowly.

"Sorry, yeah." Then, Iyan kissed Beeya's forehead so gently.

"Lunch home, yeah. I'm going to have lunch with Ayang. Mamah will go to Bogor with Mommy." Iyan nodded as well.

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The radiant face Iyan showed became the moons for the Aksara. How not, Iyan's in-laws have spread the news that Iyan can already split duren. Iyan is not pestering. He even looked at his brother.

"Seek cut already unboxing like this, mah," said Iyan.

"Let's schedule first."

Is focusing on the work the voice of a little girl is heard. Who else if not Ghea.

"Gapain come here?" ask Iyan.

"Kangen Om." Iyan smiled too. Coincidentally there is Ghea, she will take Ghea home to accompany Beeya. Ghea was a surprise for his wife.

After buying what the wife ordered, Iyan drove his car back home. He and Ghea headed straight to the room to meet his beloved wife.

Just opening the room door, Iyan's eyes widened as it was startled by Beeya's appearance.

"Astaghfirullah," cried Ghea. "Why aunty can't use a fishing net."

...***To Be Continue***...

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