Touch Me Slowly's

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"Mir...."

"What?"

"Main here, yuk?" invite Donald to point at the balcony of the hotel room they booked.

The couple arrived this afternoon in Sydney, Australia for their honeymoon. The plan is to board a cruise and watch the Orchestra at the Sydney Opera House tomorrow night.

"Lo's sick when I play there, Nal? There-there's a Lo!"

"Kan, find a new atmosphere, Cel. Want, dad?" persuade Donal.

"No way, I don't want to be a spectacle of people playing with Lo!" reject Celin again insisting.

"No one, who wants to see us play here. Up ahead, it's just the beach, Cel."

"Gue don't want Donald .. Don't be weird, Deh Lo!" The mature brown-skinned man clucked, holding his woman who only wore underwear out of the balcony.

"Nl!" peekik Celin was shocked. The woman was lowered into a small sofa chair in the corner of the balcony.

"We're playing here." Donal pulled her boxer pants featuring her hanging object that began to stiffen.

"God...." Celin shook his head to see the absurd behavior of the man who still had time to sway in front of him, followed by his belongings that moved to follow the direction of his body.

"Oh, my goodness...." Celin covered his face, laughing amusedly with Donald who had gone up to the table near the sofa, still swaying like a male dancer.

Donal's plain body wiggled in front of Celin who laughed curled up as Donald pulled his hand touching her might.

"Don't be angered, Ma'am..," the man's seductive smile mischievously.

Celin laughs more and more amusedly seeing Donald raise one leg to the edge of the sofa, and again wiggles his hips, without letting go of Celin's hand that still grips the seeds.

The man deliberately acted silly to persuade his woman to play on the balcony of the hotel room. Anything Donald would do to satisfy his fantasies today.

Moving up to the top of Celin who was sitting on a sofa, Donald began to mingle his wife's red lips full of cravings.

Donald's burly hands began to touch, rubbing Celin's chest that poked behind the black cover he was wearing.

Donal was starting their hot activity by carrying Celin drifting in a fondling and a rough handkerchief on his body.

Feeling Celin start to lulled, Donald opened his wife's breastplate and moved to immerse himself there. The man deliberately lingered around the brown top area, giving a nice sensation to Celin.

Donald did not allow Celin's hand to move from his. The woman began to remass and play her things gently, following Donald's gentle sweep on her chest.

"Moving, Cel...." Donal invites Celin to stand up from the sofa, corners him on the edge of the balcony fence and rubs his female core with his fingers.

The woman was unconscious when Donald pulled the last cloth attached to her body, until she freely entered into the gentleness of Celin.

"Nal..," protested Celin realized where they were.

"Just like, Cel. No one will see us here." said Donald with a heavy voice and foggy eyes.

Donald started jerking, playing his hips smartly. The man raised one of Celin's legs, placed it over his muscular arm, to make it easier for Donald to press firmly in there.

The roar of breath that is mutually unpretentious with the view of the sunset behind them, increasingly making the hot and exciting atmosphere was pleasant for Donald.

He continued to spur himself, until a long cry sounded from the lips of Donald and Celin who both got their release.

"Thank you, Cel. I Love you...."

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"Cappies, yeah?" Sweet nods sitting on the hotel couch.

The honeymoon, which was planned to be held almost a week ago, had to be delayed due to the Sweet kick incident on Mike.

They have just arrived after an air journey that is quite tiring for Sweet. This was the first time he had ever been on a plane so far.

Sweet felt his body ache all with a head that felt buzzing. Maybe this is what people with jetlag often say they think.

"You want me to grab a drink, right?" mike asked again while stomping on his wife's shoulder.

"No, I just want to lie on Mike's bed."

"Yaudah, here I'm carrying."

"Eh, no need. I can walk by myself Mike," refused Sweet is not tasty.

"It's okay, I'm strong." Mike lifts his body Sweet bridal style towards the hotel bed.

The factory-haired man put down his woman carefully, and rubbed his forehead gently Sweet.

"Sleep, I'll wake up for dinner."

Mike didn't expect that he would do this kind of work. It turns out that right, after marriage the responsibilities as a man will increase.

Mike was happy to help Sweet do his job, when his wife was not feeling well like now.

"Mike...." Sweet called the man from the bed.

"Wake up?"

"Yes, what are you doing?" Mike got up to his wife.

"No, I want to play."

"Main?"

Mike smiled, get on the bed with Sweet. "Main of this.." he showed me the woman's chest.

"Ish, what the hell are you..," said Sweet bashfully. "No need to be weird, I just woke up."

"Just because Lo just woke up, Lo so have the energy to nyenengin husband, Nis." Mike lowered his eyebrows, smiling pervertedly staring at Sweet.

The man's hand began to be unable to conditioned to touch any sexy body parts Sweet.

"Mike, my goodness .. later, I still haven't showered." refused Sweet shame.

"It's like we're taking a bath together." Mike hurriedly lifted Sweet's muttered body in shock as the man took her to the bathroom.

"Mike .. You're okay, anyway?!"

"She said she wanted to take a shower" said Mike, putting Sweet into the bathtub.

"But, well not so much Mike." complained Sweet.

"Udah diem aja there, let me bathe in elo." Mike pulled on Sweet's shirt, undressed his wife's entire outfit while filling the water in the bathtub.

The woman was made crazy by the behavior of Mike who went inside, with an equally innocent body. Although she had done hot things several times with her husband, but Sweet was still embarrassed to look at the mighty long object in front of her.

Mike actually did what he said earlier to bathe Sweet, until his body was full of soap foam.

The burly, slightly rough hand swept over Sweet's slippery body, with a finger playing the tip of her pink object.

Getting downstairs, Mike rubbed the narrow lips with his finger giving a strange twinkle on Sweet's body.

"Here, Nis. Up above me." Mike lay down, leaning his head against the edge of the bathtub.

The man helped Sweet who resignedly followed her husband's words, with objects that had led to want to enter it.

"Slowly, Nis. Lo's hip moves that I used to make." Mike asked Sweet to lead the game in the bathtub.

Although still stiff, but Sweet slowly can adapt very well to successfully make Mike sigh.

"Enak, Nis. Again, Nis...." Mike held Sweet hips, helping the woman to get stronger jerking.

The water that was choppy in the bathtub, became evidence of how their hot struggle was going on.

Mike cupped his woman's chewy chest and stroked it with a sigh held back as soon as the excitement of pleasure came.

Sweet immediately rested with breath up and down in Mike's chest that field.

"Thank you, Nis. I love you...."

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Seneng, this one part is 🤭😆

Giveaway's still going on till tomorrow, yeah guys

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