Two Love Belongs to Zahira (Part My Wife!)

20. They're grown-ups

"Honey, where are we going?" Radit approaches Zahira who is folding face to face, as Zahira wishes tonight this weekend they will spend time outside.

"Where are you." Zahira took a quick look, then opened the wardrobe and picked up a dress and jacket to wear.

Radit approached the girl, letting her get busy changing clothes to the finish without bothering to just look and pay attention to her.

Zahira turned around and was so surprised Radit was looking at her with a serious face. "What's wrong with you?" Zahira tried to cover up his misguided attitude.

Radit did not reply, his sturdy hands reaching for the small body that had just changed his clothes with a light brown dress, short sleeves and buttons lined up lengthwise on the front. He linked his lips gently and affectionately, playing the pretty girl's heart so agilely. For a moment to let go without giving any distance, his eagle eyes looked so piercing and electrifying. Repeated many times and made the girl again drift and carried away.

The taste was so addictive to Zahira, wanting to be close and do it again. Her hand gripped Radit's shirt with one of her right hands hugging Radit's waist. And it seems Radit did not miss the beautiful scenery in front of him, the beautiful face that was holding back the turmoil looked so tempting and made Radit want to make it more crazy. His hands began to move wildly grabbing the collar of the shirt and pulling it a little forcefully, no matter the buttons of the shirt came off and scattered everywhere. The smooth shoulder so plastered it looks challenging to explore, of course Radit did not miss it, inhaling the fragrance of the fragrance of the untouched virgin body, so piercingly gushing evoked the instinct of the man who so wanted it.

Radit hugged the girl who was so always agitated, the girl who always teased in her sleep, the girl who always made Radit want to touch her.

"I want you baby, are you ready?" Radit half whispered so close to his ear. Zahira did not reply, the hand tightened his embrace and nodded.

Back stroked the girl's smooth cheeks, kissed her affectionately and carried her on a wide, soft bed. The eagle's eyes did not turn their eyes right in Zahira's clear eyes, back to taste the red lips with his warm hands playing so agile rubbing the challenging part makes the girl more drunk and soar to nirvana. Radit's sexy lips did not miss any of the snoring of his smooth body, half-smoking and biting leaving traces of love that looked so beautiful at the top of a beautiful hill ranum and seductive. "You'll always remember tonight for the rest of your life" he said, then continued the long warm-up.

"Radit I can't stand it." Zahira squirms here and there holding the turmoil never resolved.

"Beauty soon, dear." Radit played with the young girl's feelings.

"I want it now." Zahira pulls off Radit's shirt that is still attached to her body.

Radit took off his clothes so quickly, and again enjoying the endless warm-up, Radit grabbed the small hand and led him down holding his large-sized possession beyond his usual size

Those clear eyes were completely round so in disbelief. With lips still in the silence the girl just resisted the turmoil mixed with disbelief in the heart. 'i**ni which made Radit warm up very long.' This time he resigned, Radit prepared to destroy Zahira's most valuable crown.

Many times the jolt he did, until finally succeeded with some still can not enter. Radit warms up again, until the girl forgets and gets washed away again with a feeling that licks in the soul, then Radit continues his struggle until he manages to enter perfectly.

The triumphant grin among the little screams adorned a handsome face that looked so dashing, he had already managed to subdue the untouchable Zahira, ravaging his defenses, seizing him in holy bonds, and seizing him, sip her loving honey in a halal bond calms the heart.

"Thank you my dear wife, this is so perfect." Whisper Radit at the end of that hot game.

Zahira was unable to answer, the pain and pleasure he felt at the same time. What a handsome husband that so mastered it and make it unable to wart. That burning feeling made him so happy.

***

"You are the one who is so grateful to you, you have taken care of my two children. Without you what they are." Ayu hugged the thirty-five-year-old young teacher.

"They're smart slaves, all right. Now that the slave had married Nurul was happy." her sweet face smiled with sincerity.

"I'm also very grateful and happy. Next time you come back, Zahira will miss you." Ayu takes off Nurul's hand, because the car is ready to send her home, Nurul will return to Malaysia.

"Hopefully kite given long life, Nurul must come back here again." Nurul headed for the car door that had opened, for a moment he seemed to be thinking. "Tell Nurul's regards to Zahira, forgive ummi not having time to jump again" The woman looks a little sad considering she is very close to Zahira but did not have time to meet before leaving her home.

"I'll tell you, maybe they're having a grueling night." Ayu chuckles amusedly.

"That's you." Nurul also laughed, sad that had looked replaced with a happy look.

"Assalamualaikum Ayu's sister." Nurul got in the car.

"Wa'alaikum salutations." Ayu waved at the accompaniment of David who had just come out and saw Nurul had passed.

"Didn't Zahira sulk in staying without saying goodbye." David embraces Ayu's slender body.

"He won't remember, they were having a grueling night. Waking up must be bad luck." Ayu again chuckled amusedly.

"I think Zahira's gonna get tired of him." David glanced at Ayu with his mischievous gaze.

"Of course, you were that time too." Ayu seduced her husband.

"Not that, but the size is more than mine." David's whisper in Ayu's ear.

"Just David." Ayu was shocked in disbelief, imagining it made Ayu shudder in horror. How about that plain and innocent Zahira.

"Of course it's true, he's my son and I saw him." David smiled proudly.

"Zahira must have been having trouble this morning. Do I have to go there?" Ayu looks worried, wants to go to her favorite daughter's house immediately.

"No, that's not necessary." David grabs Ayu's shoulder that will pass. "They can handle it, if you go over there and interfere."

"But Zahira!" Ayu became confused. Then he laughed and shook his head inside feeling weird and funny. They were grown up, married, and even forgot about it.