Husband For Keara
What Should I Do?

"Aargh.. Stop mas's.. Please." Keara shook her head left and right. Clear thread from the net has dripped wet the temple. Keara grimaces in pain amid Harris's enjoyment of the game.

Keara gripped, scratched, and anything she could do to her husband's body. The man was already crazily in the swirl of delicious and intoxicating waves. The two sweat-soaked bodies continued to combine love in a union that made Keara and Harris continue to de*sah and mention the name of his heart repeatedly.

"Honey, alaann.. My stomach is cramping..!!" peek at Keara again, because Harris is not sensitive to her moans.

Hearing Keara's words suddenly Harris' consciousness returned. He immediately stopped his attack but never retracted the damage. His waiting is at the end of the road. Liability if it is immediately revoked. He also watered his wife's womb first, before finally releasing the loving union.

"Dear, what's wrong with you? How can it cramp...?" Harris looked worried. He rubbed a soft swab on the surface of Keara's stomach.

Harris immediately removed his body from the tiny body that he had been clinging to for almost an hour. His face frowned following Keara who was also grimacing in pain.

Keara patted the back of Harris' hand that was still on his stomach. Her lips were already pouting and ready to spray scolding for her beloved husband.

"Can it still be 'cock cramps'?? Basic insensitive! That rhyme fuck what's kuda lumping?? The movement of the ferocious mas is so like a possessed person." Keara spray.

Harris chuckled at his wife's nagging. I miss hearing how chatty and adorable this girl is. "Sorry, honey.. Sorry." he said with regret. But even so, her smile was still sweetly framing.

"But just make love and play lumping horse is different thin, baby." added Harris with a ignorant grin.

"Dishish.. I used to play lumping horses. Exactly the possessed." Keara's lips.

"Hehe, sorry dear, but it's your own fault. You appreciate*so much, baby. This one is getting narrower, this one is getting rounder. Ah.. perfect!" Harris pointed to Keara's sensitive upper and lower areas that he meant by his lecherous facial expression. Makes Keara belittle upset and ends pinching the chest of her husband who is still swallowing*jang.

"Keep still sick?" harris asked again after the deadly pinch attack for him subsided.

"YES MASIIH!"

"Yes.. Kalem. Don't be so hard.. Let's not get sick." Harris rubbed the head of Keara with his left hand, while his right hand stroked the smooth stomach surface of his wife. Both hands synergize with compact trying to give peace and comfort to Keara.

"It used to be like this?"

Keara shakes.

"My pumping feeling is still within reasonable limits. It was a bit spiffy, but it was also once this brutal." Harris seemed to think. He felt that he had not beaten his wife. He is also sane and does not like to torture his wife. What is the pleasure of making hard and rough love? That's not his style at all.

"That's what it's about to be brutal." sizzled Keara. He lay in the same position as before. With a body that is also still plain. Plastered in front of Harris who was sitting cross-legged on the bed at his side with a long barrel gun that had shrunk.

"Oh I know!" Harris flicked a finger at his wife's face. "This must be because you ate the pedes earlier.."

Keara is getting sullen. "I also usually eat spit. No problem, though.."

"Yes, but if now you have to work hard after eating spicy.."

"Work hard... Dikerjain real time." Cibir Keara. Harris chuckled.

"What should I do?" Harris was panicking. But don't know what to do. He got up from sitting on the bed. His forehead creased as if he was thinking hard. While thinking he grabbed back his pajamas and tee shirts that were scattered on the floor.

"We're going to the hospital now."

"No...." Keara waved a sign of rejection. "It's still four in the morning..."

"Yes why? The hospital is open twenty-four hours.."

"But delay.. Enakin' his stomach now. We can go to the hospital later if it's okay.."

"All right, I'll just compress the warm water, okay? Wait here, honey.." Harris walked out of the room without waiting for a reply from his wife.

Instead of going straight to the kitchen, Harris went down to the worker's room to wake Bik Santi. He did not know what to do to make the compress. Indeed apes for Bik Santi, last midnight awakened Keara to accompany the cook, now awakened again by his master to prepare warm water to compress even before dawn before dawn.

It wasn't until fifteen minutes that Harris had returned to the room with a small bucket of warm water containers and a cloth to compress. He painstakingly compressed his wife's stomach. Trying to relieve the cramp that torments his woman.

"Is it okay, baby?" harris asked as he saw his wife calm down. Even occasionally Keara looks sleepy and almost asleep.

"Great boy, baby.. Thanks, mas."

"Alhamdulillah."

After saying that, Keara was perfectly closed. He was already perfectly lulled in a dream, feeling a warm feeling that comforted his suddenly cramped stomach.

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