The Magic Face Brush
First night

After finishing the event, a couple went to the hotel. Mey, so amazed to see his room full of decoration. Red roses decorate their beds. 

"What are you thinking? hm" Elo, hugging Mey, from behind while teasing her. 

Mey, who got a sudden hug from her husband was nervous, but it wasn't for the first time. I don't know why Mey's heart, rippling incoherently. 

"The room is good" Mey replied, smiling. 

"Aren't you thinking about what's going to happen up there?" 

"No!" mey replied, quickly shaking her head. It made Elo, the more he wanted to tease her. 

"Related! Do you want to do it now?" Mey, getting more nervous and walking backwards as Elo, continued to approach her. Mey's cheeks, start blushing red. 

"Me, go to the bathroom first!" elak Mey, by the way, 

"Do you want me to be with you?" 

"Ah, no!" With Mey's quick steps, she ran to the bathroom. Elo, who saw his wife's funny behavior, was getting chuckled. 

God, why am I so nervous. Is this what it feels like to be a newlywed? What this was called the first night, Mey, kept muttering in her heart. Think about what will happen after this. 

Five minutes Mey, in the bathroom, Mey, had cleaned her body, Mey, walked out in a pajama shirt a little thin, a gift from her best friend. 

"Where's Elo!" 

When Mey exits, not seeing Elo in her room, Mey searches for Elo, to the balcony but does not see her husband. 

"Where's Elo?" his murmurs were standing in front of the balcony guardrail. 

"Your husband is here." A cold breath and a warm embrace shocked him. Suddenly Elo, was behind him and immediately hugged him. 

"Elo, mm .. my husband," Mey, was still nervous about calling her spoiled husband. 

"Say once again dear." Elo said, turning his wife's body to face him. 

Degg

Mey's heart, beating faster again, could only swallow her saliva at the sight of Elo, not clad in the slightest, sexy body, muscular hands and stomach that was like torn bread was very clear, very clear, Elo, deliberately not wearing his clothes and just wearing long black pants. 

Mey, still silent at the torn bread.

"Touch it, you want to touch it, right!" Mey's daydream, awakened as her hand touched the torn bread. 

"All my body is yours. My wife are you ready!" whispered Elo, made Mey, bristling. Because Elo, not only whispering but mischievously his hands roamed every inch of his wife's body, his lips continued to move around the neck of his level making Mey, let out her curse. 

Elo, more excited when he heard the ******, his hands immediately grabbed Mey's body, bringing her into the room. 

Slowly Elo, put Mey to sleep, on his bed, his body began to support Mey's body, one hand tidying the hair that blocked the beautiful face of his wife, Mey, who got a soft touch was just silent resigned. 

Elo, start to kiss her lips rannum, the kiss turned hot, the two tongues twisting each other. Elo's hands, starting to grlyia touch every inch of his wife's body, in a single pull of clothing detached from Mey's body, making Elo, more and more excited to look at the smooth white body like porcelain.

Quickly Elo, also opened all his clothes to not wear anything. Without waiting for a long time, heat activity occurs. 

The morning sun began to emit its light. The glint of light was unable to wake the newlyweds who were still sleeping on their beds. The heat last night can drain energy. 

Elo, keep staring at the beautiful face of the woman beside him. Mey, sound asleep, Mey, dressed in a white shirt and Elo, was wearing only a white shirt. Because last night after the hot activity they did the ritual bath, but because of the pajamas that Mey, wear torn, with forced Mey, wear a shirt belonging to Elo, her husband.

Fresh face in the morning, making Elo, not bored to look at the beautiful face of his wife, until when Mey, turned to his back, quickly his hand pulled back Mey's body, to face him. Elo, hugging Mey, tightly while immersing his ship under his chest. 

The marriage of Mey, and Elo, makes everyone happy especially Vika, his best friend. Who is currently getting ready is waiting for someone to pick him up. 

A car stopped right in the yard of his house, before long a man got out of the car. Vika, smiling looking at Arkan, picked him up today. Arkan, waved his hand. 

"Morning," 

"Morning," 

Arkan, Vika, is still both stiff and awkward. Starting from a flower they caught together, now the two make friends and closer. 

"Come, comein!" 

"Ah, yes." Vika got into the car and sat down at the wheel. 

This was the first day the two of them walked together, both of them still looking nervous, and timid. 

"Where are we going?" ask Arkan stiffly.

"As far as you go, I'm coming with you" replied Vika.

Last night the two talked to each other by phone, Arkan, who ventured to take Vika, the road without Vika's guess, also mengiiya. But they did not know and did not specify where they were going at the time. Now they are confused where to go. 

Arkan, who doesn't know how to ask a woman out, and what kind of place they should go. 

Arkan, who was confused, stopped his car in front of a flower shop. Arkan, went down into the flower shop and came out with a bouquet of flowers in his hand. 

May she like, usually women will like the moment in love flowers, inner Arkan, while staring at the flower.

"Take it," said Arkan, giving the flower to Vika. 

"Forku?" Vika, looked at Arkan, who replied with a mutter.

"Thank you." Vika, too, took the flower. Arkan, also returned to drive his car to divide the capital city.

In a hotel room, the voice of the curse was again heard, the bed was back swaying. One round was not enough for this newlywed couple, until this afternoon doing the second, third, to fifth rounds. 

Blowing breath so hunting, sweat sweat soaked the faces of the two of them. Until the last release makes a beautiful sound heard. 

Aah, uh, 

One kiss landed on the lips of a woman, who looked so tired, and was sweating. "Thank you" said Elo, after peeping Mey, many times. Eventually he slept next to Mey. 

"You tired?" Mey, just answer with a headband. 

Tired, of course Mey, felt when she had to serve her husband. However, fatigue is a pleasure that cannot be expressed with any feelings. 

"I love you, baby," said Elo, who again kissed Mey's forehead, now sound asleep. 

"You're getting prettier, when you're asleep" Elo continued to smile, not tired of looking at his wife's face. 

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Her name is also newlyweds, 🤭 planting seeds continue Elo