Love and the Past
The Part 186
It turns out that the dinner Azka mentioned was just an alibi. The man even took Salsa for a walk until late at night.
Unable to withstand the attacking drowsiness, Salsa fell asleep on the way home. Azka took the girl bridal-style stayl to the room because she could not bear to ponder.
Lama Azka looked at Salsa before moving on to change clothes with a more relaxed. Lie down next to his wife. Hugging the possessive Salsa waist.
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"Ugh." Azka bellowed as her trunk was hit by a fairly hard impact. It hurt more than when he had the surgery several times.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Salsa reflexes stroking the trunk of Azka made the man increasingly blind at dawn-body like this.
Salsa's knee accidentally hit Azka's trunk while asleep earlier. He doesn't sleep with anyone.
"No papa dear," Azka said with a hoarse voice that sounded beautiful in Salsa's ear. "Don't be in the pengang!" his reprimand made the tiny hand move.
"What a hard guy is that?" Ambiguous questions just came out in Salsa's mouth.
"Hard if you wake up, so if you don't want to sleep, don't wake up," muttered Azka the man was still half sleepy.
"How do you sleep?" salsa seduces Azka and opens her eyes.
"Here I teach you," pulled Salsa back to sleep.
Azka overstretched Salsa's tiny body and brought her face closer. Dunking the boneless thing on the lips of the wife.
********** bit by bit, turning Salsa to open her mouth. After gaining access, Azka began exploring Salsa's sweet mouth.
His hands did not forget to move mischievously snuck into the girl's coat. Removing the boneless hook on the back of Salsa's body.
"Azka," said Salsa, enjoying every touch of her husband.
"Why, Hm?" azka whispered in Salsa's ear occasionally burying her lips there.
"Gli."
"Great bag in my hand Sal," muttered Azka with his mischievous grin after squeezing a chewy object behind the wife's shirt.
Blushes.
A red hue poked out on both of Salsa's cheeks in embarrassment, fortunately their room was low in lighting so Azka couldn't see it.
Still with the position of downed Salsa, Azka looked at the face and smile it was very long. "What is your wound? Is it completely dry?" ask Azka.
"A little more, why?"
"No papa is just that." Azka rolled her body aside, pulling Salsa to sleep on her. It was easy for Azka to slam the tiny body if she wanted to.
"It's still 4 o'clock, there's still time to go to sleep" Azka whispered. "Sleep!"
Azka did not want to break into his wife before the Salsa stitches were completely dry. He did not want the stitches to tear while doing so.
"I know you'd want to, right?" guess Salsa played her index finger on Azka's chest.
"Should a seven-figure flower bath be more fragrant?" salsa Goda.
"No, I'm going to go crazy and make you unable to walk."
"Can you?"
"Can not move in bed can also be," replied Azka.
"That's really Salsa's husband."
The laughter of the two broke in the darkness of the night. Azka only plays around the neck and the lips of the wife.
"His trunk still hurts?"
"What if I'm an elephant has a trunk, Hm?" Gemes Azka's.
"Yes, like, than I say."
"Anu what's hayo?"
"Ish, you're ka."
"Salves."
"Hey, baby, why?" soft Salsa.
"I'm from the doctor earlier, he said as long as I can keep my emotions and not stress therapy will go well."
"Good dong Ka. I promise I'll keep your emotions in mind, '" Salsa enthusiastically.
"Sal."
"Ish called mulu when I was here nowhere."
"If one day I go, do not be sad, and continue to be happy, yes" whispered Azka in the middle of her enjoying the niche of the wife's neck.
"I will pray to the Creator. Before he takes you, I want him to take my life 10 minutes before you. Let us both go and live happily in heaven" replied Salsa.
"really?" Azka smelled a smile.
"Yes Azka, I love you and I love you."
"More love I'm Sal."
"Cie who dares to talk about love. Mr. Chairman is really liquid yes," ledek Salsa.
"Anything will melt if it meets Sal's sun, including me."
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