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Rama entered the house when the clock was showing at eleven o'clock at night. The lights in the main room had gone out and there was only one lamp left in the kitchen that Mulan left on every night.

Footsteps that shuddered with eyes that began to glare, Rama stepped up to the second floor to his room.

The room five times four which was once always quiet and cold and only occupied by Rama himself, is now filled with one woman he loves.

His eyes were distracted by the figure of a sleeping woman with a thick blanket, closing to the limit of his neck. Rama smiled before going into the bathroom, cleaning himself.

The thick-haired man had to make sure his body was clean and also fragrant before going up to the bed, sleeping hugging his woman until morning.

A blanket thick and warm enough to make Mulan not aware that her husband has returned. The woman remained asleep until Rama slowly climbed into the bed, embracing her slender waist from behind.

"Good night, Sweety.," whispered Rama gently in Mulan's ear.

The woman who felt a slight disturbance in her back body moved unsettled as Rama's burly hands barged into her thin nightgown.

Rama was rubbing Mulan's flat stomach with breath that began to feel heavy in the niche of her neck.

It didn't take long for Rama's mighty object to stiffen, wanting his wife's tenderness before falling asleep in his dreams.

The hand that was in the stomach now rises to Mulan's chest tonight without anything else covering it. It seems Mulan listened to Rama's request yesterday.

Reason for the health of his wife's two adorable objects, Rama said Mulan will be healthier and live longer if sleep does not wear braa. Although actually the purpose of Rama is another thing, but on the other hand he justified an article that had discussed about women who are healthier if sleeping without braa.

An opportunity as good as this will not be wasted by the lustful man. Rama felt that the nights in front of him would be more beautiful and exciting.

And just like tonight, Rama was playing the pink peak of Mulan with anxiety. The man began to smell the recesses of his woman's neck, smelling the corners of Mulan's neck with gusto.

Rama pulled Mulan's body to sleep on her back beside him and rose up above Mulan's body.

The woman who was still very sleepy just a few times muttered but did not get up. Rama uses this opportunity to reveal his wife's nightgown and immerse himself in Mulan's defiant chest.

The smell of roses mixed with soft vanilla immediately smelled on Rama's nose. Mulan turned out to have used an expensive soap that she had bought specifically for women.

The smell of the fragrance made Rama curious to want to smell and feel the skin of Mulan's body smooth and smooth. The man seemed to never get tired of leaving traces of his love that had been pretty much left there.

Lips and tongue that never stopped playing on Mulan's chest, descended slowly touching her wife's flat stomach once again.

Rama pulls down the rubberized sleeping trousers that Mulan wears easily, until she stops over the fluffy fur of Mulan.

Every body that Rama visited was so fragrant and intoxicating. The man grew impatient to immerse himself again down there, tasting the sweetness he liked from Mulan.

Rama finally pulled the last cover of the Mulan core body which now leaves a beautiful view and spoils the eye. His instincts as a mature man immediately roiled along with his desire that was growing.

Rama entered, tasted and played his tongue before beginning their actual struggle.

"Sir!" Bora's voice suddenly woke Rama who was sleeping soundly on the sofa of his room.

Rama immediately shouted, pushing Bora until the man fell backward snatching the corner of the table near the sofa chair.

"Ouch.." ringis Bora held his aching buttock.

Rama rose from his seat with sweat flooding his forehead all over his body. Damnit damnit! It turns out he was just dreaming. His groin suddenly felt pain from holding something that wanted to get out of there.

"Lo what the hell, Bor?! Just disturb people!" Rama kicks Bora's knee, upset that his highest achievement is interrupted.

The man rushed into the bathroom before his pants got wet bathed in his signature pandan scent.

"God ... What's wrong servant, Dad?" bora rubbed her knees which also hurt.

Bora was sitting on the sofa looking for a good position for his buttocks and right knee, thinking about what mistakes his ancestors had done until his life was so apes and sad.

"Which time, Drill?" Mulan who had just arrived brought lunch for her husband immediately entered as soon as she saw the door of her room open wide.

"Eh, Ms. Mulan.," Bora's startled reflexes rose from her seat.

"Oh..," ringis Bora again held her aching butt.

"Why you?" Mulan approached Bora worriedly.

"No pa-pa, ma'am. Just a sprain earlier," said Bora with the face still holding pain.

"Aren't you pa-pa?"

"Yes, Mom. Mr. Rama's in the toilet again, probably out. I'm sorry, but I still have work to do." Bora stepped slowly leaving his superior wife in a strange way.

Mulan watched the bespectacled man until he disappeared behind the door he pulled shut. Mulan increasingly felt something was amiss as soon as she saw her husband come out of the bathroom with wet hair.

"Sweety?" rama was surprised to see his wife in his room.

Mulan squinted her eyes, placed the lunch box on the table and approached Rama.

"Why are you taking a shower like this in the office?" tanyanya full of search.

"W-what? Who's taking a shower?" rama answered.

"This crus, why is your hair wet?!" show Mulan pulling Rama's hair.

"Oh, this is because...." Rama hangs up his confused remarks to have to explain about his dream this afternoon to Mulan.

Rama is worried that Mulan will even misunderstand him and think that he is not enough to make the man satisfied all night.

"Because of what, Ra? You're not talking about Bora, are you?!" mulan asked impatiently.

"Bora's? Why the same Bora?" rama asked confusedly.

"Ish, you don't do anything with him, do you, Rama? I saw the road so weird to get out of here! Where's he taking hold of her ass again, you're not abis dolak him, are you?!"

"Jeez Sweety .. You think I'm a normal guy, what? My hair was wet because I was playing alone in the bathroom earlier. I dreamed gerayanginn you to Bora dateng and disrupt my dreams. Bora looks like that because I sped him and his butt accidentally sucked at the edge of the table..," said Rama defend himself.

Mulan squinted her eyes, approached and sniffed her husband's body.

"Geez, Sweety .. You don't believe me? I'm a real guy, Ty. You know how powerful I am in bed, right? What's the point of trying to find a fellow seed?!" rama was frustrated.

Mulan retreated, looking at her husband in annoyance. "Whatever! I'm going home!" he said turn around.

Rama clucked, feeling his words were wasted if he said and there was no proof of it. The man quickly carried Mulan, taking her to the bathroom to continue her disturbed dream.

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Geez .. gegara wet dreams all so victims of improper prejudice 🤣