Touch Me Slowly's

Hold, yeah...

"Lo why, Nal?" Celin sat on the edge of the bed of the hotel room, where the two would spend their long nights.

It's been almost twenty minutes waiting, Donald doesn't come out of the bathroom. I don't know what that guy did in there and made Celin worried.

"My stomach hurts a lot, Cel." Donald sat down next to his wife.

"What did Emang Lo eat?"

"Not eating anything. We, will eat a plate earlier.." said Donald rubbed his stomach.

"Try on what else you eat, there's no way I don't have stomach pain." Donald silently tried to remember what he ate and drank during their wedding reception.

Last time before they came home from the venue, Donald was given a drink by his best friend Mike and after that ...

"Taii, this must be Mike!" upset Donald finally knows why he got a stomach ache like this.

"Mike's? Why Mike?" tanya Celin did not understand.

"So I was given a drink with him before we got home, Cel. I think he was intentionally giving something in the drink, deh...."

"Lo's sure?" Donal nodded. "No way, when Mike deliberately wanted to do some elo, anyway?!" celin did not believe it.

"Ck, he's gonna want to thicken me about yesterday."

Celin. "Ngebales what does Lo mean?"

Donal wastes a rough breath, slightly moving places to find a good position on the bed.

"Yesterday I was able to make the same sweet rope before they went up to the room. I said if Mike hurts him, iket aja seeds use it rope. I think Mike deliberately bales me about it, deh." Celin shook her head at the words of her husband.

This guy is nosy and likes to look for his own problems, he thought.

"Yaudah, if that's what Lo favors the first night Lo same bathroom!" Upset, Celin climbed onto the bed without caring about Donald who looked still in pain beside her.

"Well, is that it, Cel...? Please rub my stomach dong let me spit his stomach pain," persuaded Donald.

"No! Who told you to get sick yourself! Rasain's a weapon eat sir!" Celin pulls the blanket, not wanting to know with the misfortune that befell her husband.

Who told Donald to interrupt his best friend's first night. They are all disturbed now, right? Celin upset himself with the behavior of the mature brown-skinned man.

"This is what Mike?" Sweet shows a small bottle that she took from the pocket of the cloth pants that her husband was wearing earlier.

"Eh, no. It's mules." Mike hurriedly took it from Sweet's hands.

"Medicine mules? Can't you go back too?" tanya Sweet is worried.

"No, Donald asked me to bring this for him. He said to let him later malem he was more plong fitting play," said Mike reasoned.

"Jeez .. There are you guys." Sweet brought the dirty clothes of the man to the basket of dirty clothes, and prepared to sleep.

Mike had been waiting for him impatiently on their bed, his butt was at least better than two days ago.

"Here, Nis.." call Mike to pat the place next to him.

The woman nodded and walked over, going up to the bed with Mike. "Why?" tanyakanya.

"This is two days...."

"So?"

"Yes, so .. we can already swipe again like our first night, Nis." said Mike raised his eyebrows.

Sweet face flushed to hear it. It turned out that this man's intention was to ask her for her ration as husband.

"Aren't you pa-pa?" tanya Sweet.

"Yes, later I play slowly so that Lo can also be comfortable."

"Yaudah, I'll change my clothes first."

"Eh, change clothes, especially?" hold Mike.

"Design service, Amanda said I must often make clothes let the husband be seneng..," said Sweet plain.

"You slow down, Mike...? That hurts a lot."

"Yes, just calm down. Lo quite diem and enjoy what I love, ok?" Sweet nodded obediently.

Mike began rubbing Sweet's cold ears, and slowly brought his face closer to his wife's thin lips.

The soft kisses began to turn into demanding kisses. Mike coolly explored every corner of Sweet's mouth, with his hands starting to radiate to the chest.

Mike uncovers Sweet's top clothes, and crushes his chest in turn with a gentle massage at the tip of the crest. His fingers continued to move, applying gentle and slightly rough pressure, until a stifled sighing sound rang out from Sweet's lips.

Mike smiled and moved to fondle the neck, down to Sweet chest that looks challenging. The man spent quite a long time there, deliberately giving more foreplay for his wife.

His right hand had already descended down, rubbing and slightly pressing the body of the Sweet core which was still covered in a thin cloth.

Sweet began to craze, his body was like being electrified with high tension. Moreover, feeling the sweep of Mike's tongue in the stomach and getting down, Sweet felt his body was drawn into the soft game Mike in his body.

Before he could feel the warm area of his wife, Mike first pulled out all the cloth that covered Sweet's body, until the woman polossed in front of him.

Mike's gray-eyed bead doesn't stop scanning the smooth body of his wife who seems resigned to what Mike will do next.

Mike lowered his head, rubbing his previously untouched pink lips again. High curiosity made Mike immerse himself there, and began to paint it gently.

Mike's long tongue is cool to explore, giving a sense of ticklish and an indescribable sensation in Sweet's mind. The woman only sighed with heavy breathing, and involuntarily moved her hips following the play of Mike's tongue.

"My-mike...." Sweet can not resist, Mike is playing his corea body with enthusiasm. The sound of his voice was also heard, filling their room.

"Enak, Nis." Mike kept his face away from down there, rubbing his wet lips.

"Gue in, huh? If it hurts, you scratch my back..," continued the man gave a solution.

Sweet silence, waiting for the next step Mike will do again. Her husband was taking off all his clothes, revealing his fielded chest and stomach that spoiled his eyes.

The mighty object that popped between Mike's groin was preparing to enter Sweet's tenderness. The woman held her breath feeling the pressure of Mike who was slow but definitely trying to get in down there.

"Sa-sick Mike..," Sweet complained.

"A little while, Nis. Hold, yeah?" Mike kissed Sweet's lips again to make his wife calm, and again make Sweet lulled in his game.

In one last, strong enough blow, Mike finally broke through Sweet's defense until the woman's brown eye bead perfectly patterned. Sweet to the point of biting Mike's lip with a hand that scratched her husband's back.

Mike can feel his back must have been injured now, the pain in his skin can prove how sharp Sweet nails penetrate the skin of his back body.

Long enough to let Sweet adapt to hers in there, Mike began to move his hips slowly inviting Sweet to reach the peak of mutual enjoyment.

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Ok Goal, yeah...

Don't protest² again the same personality Sweet who says he bego or no girl kayak him in this day and age.

1 In 1,000 there are still guys

If not, there is no such thing as human trafficking that deliberately takes the innocence of someone to be trapped.

So, let's enjoy the end of this part story guys...

Don't forget the Giveaway is also still ongoing until the 28th

Thank you 🌹