Twice Married

Tonight, It's Ibra's Only

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Ibra's eyeballs continued to look at Fatih from the tip of the hair to the toe. Fatih was still sitting in the chair to dry her hair with a hair dryer. Shake her hair to dry immediately.

His current figure was so tempting to both of Ibra's eyes. Fatih still looks sexy even though her body is still covered by a bathrobe.

Ibra's throat skin started to go up and down. His strange feelings started to come, sure!There is a stiffening at the core of Ibra's ownership.

"Ohhhh..." Ibra accidentally took a breath and threw it back into the air. He did that three times in a row, inviting questions in Fatih's mind.

"Why are you?" Ibra's face turned towards Fatih. Right, he's getting flabbergasted. It is certain that the salivation has mounted to be issued.

It was seen that Fatih began to open his bathrobe and replace it quickly with pajamas, even though his body was still facing into the closet.

"So smooth is his back...."

"Curl her body..."

Ibra couldn't stand it. He wanted to get up and pull the body away, so he would not get dressed.

"N-nothing Fat, here sleep..." Ibra patted the pillow next to her.

Fatih's two eyes were rounded, looking at Ibra's attitude that wanted him so much.

"He didn't ask for his rations again, did he?"

Fatih's murmur was not lost. Fatih began to step coyly to get closer. But somehow, Ibra tonight looks very different. His stout aura just gushed out. It made Fatih want to hug the man.

Then he climbed up to the middle of the bed. Instantly Ibra changed his position from firm to tilted to face Fatih.

Without cue, without waiting for Fatih's readiness. Ibra continued to approach his wife's smooth body. He stroked Fatih's hair that was still wet, sticking out his tongue to sip Fatih's earlobe. Then it goes down the jaw and neck niche. Smell the smell of soap that has been poured since earlier on his body.

"Mass?" Fatih complained, immediately their two faces met again. Ibra began to kiss Fatih's lips slowly, long into a passionate mischievous bite. Ibra further deepened her by pulling the nape of Fatih to keep sticking with her face.

Occasionally Fatih will let go because he has started to be claustrophobic to breathe. But Ibra again did the action until Fatih also released the pagutan.

"Mas, yes. I'm not ready to go any further now!" Fatih released Ibra's hand which had managed to squeeze the chunk of diamond that was behind his pajamas

"Why Fat? You don't like it? Am I being too rude?" ask Ibra.

"No, you're very soft. L like it. But I'm not ready, Mom. Did you forget our deal?"

"There is no Fat deal, it's just a bad remark that we say unconsciously!"

Ibra chose to lie, obviously they were conscious when saying it at the dinner table. Ibra wants to eliminate a deal that has no reinforcement at all.

"But Mas, I-I-"

"But what? I'm guilty, Fat! I'll be dizzy until tomorrow and tomorrow morning I have to go down to the field-"

Ibra has taken the responsibility to get to the point of her last happiness. Of course this matter greatly tormented his physical and inner self.

Ibra again kissed Fatih's cheek and began again howling his sense of taste into the wife's oral cavity. Their salivary cargo kept rolling into one.

Fatih was unknowingly wet kepalang also interested in the physical game they are doing now.

Fatih and Ibra are both married couples, of course they will not be encouraged to do this again. They have had experience from their previous marriage.

Again and again Fatih removed the shredding of their lips. "Not now, Mum. I'm not ready---"

Ibra pulled her body and rubbed her face violently. Leaning the head against the bed. Closing both eyes to change the rhythm of his breath which is currently still hot.

Enjoyment is just ruined!

Fatih still looked at Ibra with an erratic feeling.

Ibra's two eyeballs blinked rapidly. He turned to Fatih and gave a nod of agreement.

"Come, I want to!" Ibra has taken responsibility. His desire had soared to the land of earthly heaven.

The room lights went out. In the remaja silence there was only the moaning of Ibra. For a long time increasingly high his raucous voice sticking out.

"Fat--" Ibra continues to moan as his wife continues to foreplay him.

Then

Not for long

They went back to silence, when Ibra had reached the top. Fatih felt very tired, even though only Ibra got satisfaction tonight.

But he was happy because Ibra still wanted to obey his request that was not ready to be touched intimately.

Tonight, it belongs to Ibra!

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At 23:00 wib.

"Fats? Wake up baby..."

Ibra's voice sounded a bit different because it had called her dear. So honored Ibra he felt Fatih had been kind enough to help him a few hours ago.

Here's how he is happy and happy. Although actually he has not really been able to have Fatih intact.

Fatih opened her eyes slowly. "Why Mas?"

"I heard your stomach keep ringing, you must be hungry, right?"

Fatih was silent for a moment, he just remembered. Her stomach hasn't been filled with food since noon until now.

"What do you want to eat? Let me order it to the hotel restaurant.."

Fatih was intrigued by the attention of Ibra who was this kind to him. He was so worried about Fatih's health, afraid that his wife would get sick from being late to eat.

"Eat at the restaurant directly yuk, Mas!"

"Alright, come!"

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Fatih continued to look at his palm which continued to be held tightly by Ibra. How can they change so quickly. Still remember in his mind on the night of their wedding, that Fatih and Ibra had agreed to take care of each other's lives first before they would finally accept each other. Fatih wants to relieve her trauma first, organize her career and do not want to be disturbed about serving her husband. The opposite is true of Ibra.

But who would have thought? Their agreement is just a plan.

Yes, that is, the hand of God ! Refusing the heart of his servant.

They also arrived at the restaurant. Ibra brought Fatih to stand in a row of mena buffets.

Then

As soon as Fatih's footsteps stopped staring just like that, he continued to see who was there who was mixing love.Fatih's face immediately changed emotions. She quickly left her husband still standing and chose food on his plate.

And

Byrrrr

He took a glass of syrup that was still on the table to be poured into the face of one of the couples between them.

"Trainer!"

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