Touch Me Slowly's

Water Life

"Why are you Mike?" Moses notices his son walking strangely like never before.

"His name also just split duren, Pi. Don't ask questions." Linda patted her husband's hand.

They had breakfast at the hotel restaurant together. The family also stayed there overnight, because they were too tired if they had to return home far enough from the reception place Mike and Sweet.

"Ow .. so take it first well, Mi..," seductive Moses smiled amusedly.

"What, anyway?! This is not because abis duren Mi .. but because of falling out of bed!" mike's grunt is still upset by last night's incident.

"Huh? Falling out of bed?" Compact, Mike's family is sounding.

"Yes, I'm just starting. I've even been kicked Sweet out of bed!" lamented the blaster guy.

"God...."

"Geez...."

"Kasians...."

Moses, Linda, Jessie and Lila made a sound followed by an amused laugh from their lips.

"Kok can be kicked, Nis?" jessie asked, staring at her daughter-in-law's granddaughter.

Sweet's face suddenly reddened in shame when stared at by her husband's family members.

"I was not intentionally Oma. Mike's brother hurts me," said Sweet plain.

"What pain, Nis? Kan, I told you it only hurts at the beginning of the doang, that brother you will feel good!" mike Sela does not accept being blamed by his wife.

I don't know how many times Mike told Sweet about their struggle which ended badly last night.

"But it really hurts Mike .. You're not the one who hurts, but me!" sahut Sweet pointed at himself.

The newlywed couple had a debate yesterday, after last night Mike was angry at Sweet for his kick.

Intentions want to go through a hot night with Sweet, Mike can not even sleep because his ass is sprained.

"Udah, it's .. don't fight!" Linda mediates the debate between the two.

"Later Mami called the usual masseuse Papimu Mike, he also likes sprains like you." continued the middle-aged woman gave a solution.

"So I haven't been able to split duren dong, Mi?" whining Mike like a kid.

"Well, that's Lo's pain!" timpal Lila seduced her sister.

"Ish, is this a kid playing!" upset Mike throws a napkin at Lila.

"Not to play nyosor!" lila is not satisfied with Mike.

"Udah, let's eat first. Later abis eat Mami call her masseuse here."

Finished breakfast together, Mike assisted Sweet back to their room. Today, they are going to Japan for their honeymoon.

But because of Mike's circumstances that are not possible. Finally, their honeymoon must be postponed until the man is healed properly.

"Don't do it, Nis. My ass hurts if you put the pillow like that."

"So how should I? It's daritadi I also fox.you said it still hurts."

Mike clucked, pulling Sweet closer to him. "Lo's got to hug me from behind so my ass doesn't hurt."

"Toggle like this?"

"Yes." Yeah." Mike smiled victoriously as Sweet's chest clung tightly to her.

The man even accidentally put Sweet's hand into Mike's groin, which stiffened at the soft swipe of his wife's wiggly finger.

"This what?" tanya Sweet felt like something was stuck down there.

"Pistol...."

"Gun? You brought a gun to Mike's room?" dumbstruck Sweet.

"Here, am I carrying it everywhere, Nis."

"What's? Where'd you take the gun, Mike? You're not afraid of the police?"

"Trus what gun?"

"Pistol got me semalem, Nis .. who made Lo sick because Lo kicked me out of bed!" Sweet instantly fell silent to her husband's words.

His face instantly frowned, imagining a mighty object forcing its way through his narrow space last night.

"Well, don't you know now? That's why Lo has to nge my gun so often so he can calm down next to Lo," Mike chuckled amusedly.

Sweet clucked, pulling his hand from Mike's groin. "You want that!"

"Eh, where's his hand. You have to hold him down until my butt gets healed anyway!" Mike pulled out Sweet's hand again, touching the tense area earlier.

The man pleaded the gray eyes until he accidentally swiped Sweet's hand, and put it in his pants.

"Mike...!" pekik Sweet surprised.

"What the hell, hold the doang, Nis. You haven't really known him yet, he was a malem!" suhut Mike reasoned.

"But, I—"

"Udah diem aja, Lo must often kek gini let me know how to have a mighty Lo man," cut Mike quickly.

The tense object grew in the hands of Sweet, who was forced by Mike to hold it. Mike deliberately also moved the object until Sweet amused himself made.

"Again, Nis. Short again ... it's been tight," whispered Mike half sigh.

"My hands are hurting Mike. What, what the hell is jerking off again?" tanya Sweet did not understand.

Mike continued to force Sweet's hand to move faster, until a liquid of warmth seeped between Sweet's lentic fingers.

"Jeez Mike ... What is this?!" cute Shocked pulled her hand from there.

"That's the name of the water of the Sweet life .. thanks, well have helped me out."

Sweet gaped closer his sticky hand to the nose. "Scented kok?"

"Well, he stinks, Nis. Later if I have already managed to get into the elo, this water will make Lo pregnant..," kekeh Mike proud.

"Ish, you slob!" Sweet ran into the bathroom, washed his hands.

All his life he had just seen and smelled the liquid, Mike was not in his right mind asking him to play with his hands, Sweet thought.

"So how, sir. Can I split duren?" Mike sat leaning against the dashboard of the hotel bed after an old man finished his scowl.

"Maybe it'll be two days, sir." said the old man.

"Can't be mocked again, sir? ask Mike in frustration.

"Can't, sir. Fear later buttocks the same waist Mr more sprained if Mr. Paksain."

Moses, who was in his hotel room, laughed at the old man who used to scold him as well.

"Udah trima to Mike. Waiting for two more days means you can just split the durennya!" the man who started to gray.

Mike snorted with an annoyed face. Again he had to wait for something he had been waiting for a long time.

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Patience, Mike

Just two days to 🤭😆