Unlucky Bride (The Poor Bride)

Chapter 34 ~ Aggressive

"Yes, this is my gym clothes. Come here, we start the sport," Allison asked Faylan to come closer to her. With innocence Faylan also approached and went up to the bed.

Faylan was sitting next to Allison, Allison taking off her underwear just like that, showing off her large, hard body muscles.

"Lay down" Allison asked, Faylan hesitated.

"Why not on the floor, sir? We use sports mats" Faylan's protest is not yet aware of what Allison really thinks about sports at night.

"I'd rather be in bed" Allison replied, stripping her pants again, Faylan avoiding the view.

"Please take off your shirt!" allison's words confused Faylan.

"Dresses?"

"Want me to let go?" threatening Allison with a slanted smile, Faylan immediately took off her clothes by herself.

"Your brass is shrinking? Why spill like this?"

"No idea, sir." replied Faylan who did not know. As he remembered he was wearing the old bra he used to wear, the size was the same. I don't know why it's getting too small now.

Faylan was startled when Allison supported her body, she wanted to get up and run away. But Allison held him back. "Where are you going?"

"We're not a sport, sir?" Faylan's confused.

"It's also a sport, later it will also sweat," Allison explained pouncing on Faylan mercilessly.

"What sport is this!?" faylan shouted inwardly as Allison smirked her lips deep. While the curse hand began to strip the cloth attached to his body.

Somehow this time Faylan really enjoyed every touch of Allison. In fact, Faylan no longer felt pain even though it had been several hours. This time Faylan was more enjoying, tense as before was quite reduced. Although repeatedly hit, he no longer suffered blisters like before. Slowly but surely, he also retaliated even though he was still stiff.

Allison could feel a slight change happening to his wife. That night, Faylan was a little more aggressive than the previous nights.

"Likes?" allison asked after successfully making Faylan's body shake for the umpteenth time.

With a heavy sigh, Faylan nodded his head. Apparently, Faylan's body was getting used to the presence of something stuck down there. She also began to adapt to her husband's strength. Both of Faylan's cheeks flushed red, sweat flooding his face and soaking his hair.

One gentle warm kiss landed on his forehead, Faylan closed his eyes. "Because like it, we have to do it often" Faylan nodded his head again, his body still slightly shaking as Allison's weapon was still sinking down there.

Allison smiled wryly, then returned to brutally moving her body. Allison was unforgiving, three four times was not enough for her. Faylan had become an opium that never satisfied him.

Indeed Faylan no longer feel sore and enjoy more. But, for some reason his stomach suddenly cramped.

Allison was worried when she saw Faylan grimacing, she immediately got out of the wife's body, then held Faylan who pressed her flat stomach.

"Why?"

Faylan did not respond, he curled up to press his stomach firmly, Allison grew worried.

"What's going on?" ask Allison again.

"That's okay, sir. Just a bit of regular cramping, but now it's lightening," Faylan said, grabbing a blanket and then covering her innocent body.

"Yes, get some rest" Allison covered Faylan's body, keeping it warm.

"Surely because you're aggressive tonight, next time there's no need to put in too much effort. Just enjoy it, let me do it," Allison's message made Faylan's face flushed with embarrassment.

As Allison walks into the bathroom, Faylan hits her on the head several times, hoping to forget her aggressive self.

"I learned nothing, how I could do it. Ahhhh, what a shame!" Faylan screamed in his heart.

Before Allison came out of the bathroom. Faylan picked up his clothes, then quickly put them up. After that Faylan fled to her own room.

When he got to the room, he did not sleep. Go into the bathroom to clean yourself up.

"Sunday."

Faylan was soaking in the buthub.

"Aw! Why are cramps again?"

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