Husband For Keara
Honeymoon Plan
...Take my hand, with me...
...You will determine the direction...
...With myself who is slalu...
...keep yourself.....
...Reassure your heart my friend...
...in each of your steps...
...I'm right here, next to you...
...I'll be there for you...
"Why not be a singer anyway..? Harris's voice is good.." so late Keara. After listening to her husband humming for her.
After eating his lunch, Harris invited his wife to pray dhuhur together. The two were sitting on the couch near the entrance of their hotel room. Keara comfortably sat down while laying both feet on the thigh of the husband. They watch television and listen to music while chatting here and there.
"Have you, baby.."
"Oh yeah?"
"Hm.. A street singer. Alias busker.."
Both laughed crisply.
"Mas, I feel like I don't know much about Harris..."
"It's okay, sweetheart, we can slowly dive into each other's lives?"
Keara nodded. Then Harris smirked the sweet lips of his beloved woman. They are like a couple drunk with love. They seem to be unable to get away from each other. Clutching and touching each other at all times.
"Darling, where do you want us to honeymoon?" ask Harris.
"Honeymoon?" ask Keara. The glint of netranya already sparkled hearing the word honeymoon. Hope so the opportunity to be able to vacation to beautiful tourist attractions with the husband for the first time.
"Hem.."
"Was Harris not busy?"
"No, sweetheart.. Any important job I would like to leave in order to try the sensation of farming with you in various countries..."
"Haha.. Why did Harris think it was again... Later so bujang weathered anyway.. Just his mind.."
"Who can hold faith for you perverts if you're the same whore, baby? Your own fault is delicious.. Anyway I want to make love to you setiaapp the day of my life.." Harris grinned widely. Imagine his whole life he would spend with the girl he loved. His first and last love was what was officially his. His only.
"Huhuh?" Keara rounded his eyes. But then she tried to understand with her husband's perverted mind.
"Say baby, what country do you want us to go to? The next two weeks I've cleared the schedule.."
"Emmm.. I'm going to South Korea." said Keara. The girl looked right in front of Harris' face. Make the man freely unite their lips for the umpteenth time.
"OK, princess.. Request accepted." Harris is then seen texting Aswin, his assistant. Looking for flight tickets tomorrow.
"We'll wait to hear from Aswin first, okay? Just know what time we're leaving tomorrow.."
"Tomorrow?"
"Yes, baby.."
"That sudden? I haven't done anything yet.."
"What are you going to prepare? In Korea we only need to rent a comfortable hotel, and you swallow*jang every day make love to me.. That's the honeymoon destination, isn't it, baby? What are we aaawwwhhhh.....!!" for.....!!" harris's bitch was cut because his wife was sadistically pinching his waist. He grimaced in pain as he rubbed the marks of the pinches that began to turn red.
"Absolutely by the way.. If the goal is just to move to a sex hotel, do not need a honeymoon.. At home, you can also.. Very clingy.."
Harris chuckles. It was strange how he could be so happy to have his wife. Hang out with Keara makes her vocabulary continue to grow. If you are happy, don't ask again.. Double every second.
Harris was laughing again. "Why because of me? You're the one who canceled the flight..."
"If not for Harris, who else???" keara's growl at her husband.
"Yes, okay-okay.. I'm sorry, okay? Honeymoon tomorrow we're South Korea. To compensate for my mistake the other day.." Fix, women are always right. Instead of arguing, it is better to give up. Let the smooth process of channeling has rat whenever needed.
Harris again scooped up those ranum lips. His guerrilla hand broke through behind his shirt worn by Keara. He could not help but touch his wife. The woman with her shirt managed to make her fret not because.
"I told you, you're so sexy when you're wearing my shirt, baby... This is you wearing my shirt so don't blame me if I really want to make love to you." said Harris earlier. Before the two were racing with the has rat that was crashing on the sofa.
The newlyweds who are being overrun by gai*rah and tempestuous love, pumping each other creating the most seductive han village sound from Keara's mouth. Explore a comfortable hotel sofa even though it is not too broad to accommodate the crazy movements of the two. Until they get wet with sweat.
Harris fumbled at the small table beside the sofa. Trying to reach his smartphone that continues to flounder interferes with the most fun activities he did this afternoon.
Harris reached for his phone after he was satisfied to catch his breath after his release. He is certainly ready to curse anyone who dares to call him while he is enjoying the warm body of his beloved woman.
*Aswin calling
"Ohhhhrrgghh..!!" furious, ready to meddle with his brash assistant.
"Mas.. step aside first, claustrophobic.." Harris spontaneously shuffled to the edge of the sofa. He was unconscious still in the position of pinning his wife on the sofa.
"Sorry baby.. I picked up the phone from Aswin first..."
Harris answered the phone from his assistant, without moving from his position pinning Keara on the sofa. His arm rubbed the woman's back full of sweat.
"I told you not to bother me." spray it, without hooting first. Though he himself was the one who gave the task to his assistant to prepare his honeymoon.
"Just put it on the reception desk of the hotel.."
"alright. Quickly say. Watch out if it doesn't matter!" ketus again.
"OKAY. Get in my room in fifteen minutes.."
After turning off his phone, Harris rubbed the top of his wife's head. The hair is still half wet. Either because of the rest of the Keara shampoo, or because of the sweat produced by the sport just now. The woman in her arms was drawing a circle on Harris' chest with her fingertips.
"Darling, you want to take a shower? fifteen more minutes Aswin and Bara will be here.."
"Emmm.. I'm gonna take a shower."
"Inget yaa. wear your own clothes. Don't wear my clothes in front of other men. Whoever it is."
"Yeah.. My husband is stingy. Just tell me I can't borrow his shirt.."
"It's not so dear......"
Keara wears the Harris shirt she was wearing. "I'm just gonna pinjem up to the bathroom. Abis it's me throwing it back here. okay? You stingy."
"Hey..." Harris tried to catch his wife's slender body. But Keara dodged quickly. He ran quickly to avoid Harris's snare while laughing out loud.
Until the woman went into the bathroom, Harris laughed happily. His happiness can no longer be said. It made her chest as if it were filled with the flapping of a butterfly's beautiful wings. He hoped that this happiness would never be dimmed from his life. He was willing to trade anything to have this woman for the rest of his life.
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