Thought by Maid, Turns out to be the Mafia Wife
263. Sloppy
The smooth body is already in the confines of the husband who does not let his wife regulate the rhythm of his breath because the suction of his second tongue that enjoys every beat down there explore every nerve knot of passion that makes both of them dammed the buzz of drowning in the hot kiss they did.
The woman below him was quite tempting to his interest. Awakening the soul of a ferocious predator. But he remembered, this time there was no need to rush. Daffa wanted to enjoy his long night with his wife.
Daffa ignored his wife's screeches, who had repeatedly released him. Daffa grinned, his hunting soul did not want to immediately release its prey. So he decided to return to give touch to the center of his female body in order to extend the time.
Daffa wanted to make sure his partner enjoyed a long night.
"I want to touch you here, a wet heavenly touch," Sighed Daffa.
Daffa didn't want to touch him. He wanted to tear apart his woman who was staring at him full of cravings because Daffa was satisfying him endlessly.
Spread her legs again so she can immerse her face there. Exploring the damp places attracted his interest. His hand would not be silent, moving his fingers to every inch of his wife's body that seemed resigned because the touch was able to deliver his soul to the sky to seven.
"You know, it's also just a little touch," Daffa again dyed the neck of the Flower row down the areas that can arouse a woman in a fire of passion.
"Then this is also what makes me so opiate, baby," whispered Daffa so softly with a sensual sounding voice.
The grip of his hand has filled a rubbery lump on the chest of the bulkhead that remains solid that makes him always excited.
Daffa pinched his peak, evoking an interesting reaction from the woman he believed made him not disappointed.
Bunga knew that her husband wanted her to pamper the hardened parts of her body. The flower began to move its hand touching it carefully.
Every groan and heavy breath stopped in the ears of the Flower of Daffa which signified a sense of satisfaction with just the hand movements made by a Flower.
"Ahhhhkkkkk.... Shhhh, baby!" Daffa pulled the innocent body up to him and let the Flower hold the reins to satisfy him until the early hours of the morning.
Erotic movements that look very sexy with a little bite of the corner of the lips enjoy every stomp that increasingly pound the powerful towering heirloom shows its prowess. With a seductive smile a Flower ensnared the soul of the husband who wanted to devour it in anxiety.
"Babys....! You always kill me with this great pleasure . Faster baby...!" daffa's powerful hisses held back the overflow of pleasure that urged him to gush hot lava into the holy womb of the wife who might be currently pregnant with their premium seeds.
De$ahan satisfaction was clearly drawn on the face of the two who momentarily smiled passionately with a naughty look forced them back to make out until the two reached the peak of mutual enjoyment.
"You like it baby, hmm?" asked Daffa while refuting his head with one hand in a slanted body position looking at the beautiful face of his wife who looks satisfied after making love to him.
"More than like," sahut Bunga while rubbing the firm jaw of Daffa who kissed the magic palm that slalu touched his body full of passion and also full of tenderness expel tired heart and tired body with a bushy activity draining the brain and power.
"Alhamdulillah. I'm glad to see you're satisfied with my game. But, something made me suspicious of you baby," said Daffa deliberately paused his sentence.
"Suspect what?" jolt the flowers that sit.
"It looks like you are pregnant dear," said Daffa while rubbing the flat belly of the Flower.
"How did you know I was pregnant?" bunga asked while feeling his own stomach which still looks slim despite having given birth to his twin son.
"This one. It cannot be big and hard and denser if no one inhabits your womb" Daffa said, showing the twin hills of the towering Flower looking at him seductively.
"Cih ..you this. Want to give birth to war troops or beautiful and sweet babies so that I can be proud of my rivals later," said Daffa made the flower more furious.
"Look at your looks, maybe your daughter could be a spinster. Don't try hard if anyone dares to approach him...!" threatening Flowers.
Tok....
"Flower, Daffa..! Let's pray dawn baby...!" call Nabilla to wait for the two who have not yet appeared in the mushola.
The eyes of the flower widen to see the time is 4 past 30.
"Yes Allah. We haven't even had a shower yet," the frantic flower immediately climbed down from the bed in a hurry.
As Nabilla wanted to knock on the door of the Flower room again, Amran immediately pulled her hand.
"If it's not answered don't tap again. Don't ruin the happy moments of the children..!" sergeant Amran made Nabilla blush.
"sorry. I forgot daddy...!" nabilla said passing away to go to the family musholla.
Not long ago everything was in the mosque. Acting as a priest was king Farouk.
A few minutes later the family took the initiative to do a morning jog towards the beach. Everyone is ready for this physical activity.
Adam and Nada tell how Dito and his son Alif have been exterminated by those who have been killed.
"Thank God. You've eradicated both fleas. That way, our lives will be calm," said Amran was satisfied.
"You're wrong hubby. Precisely, our lives are more chaotic because the lower mafia network is moving in search of the same thing as Alif and his father is targeting us because both have received a lot of money from mafia syndicates who are eyeing guns that chemistry," Nabilla said.
"What ...?!" sentak Amran increasingly do not understand the game between the mafia abroad.
Dito has spread the issue of the existence of chemical weapons. Unmitigated, both of them have received a very large amount of money from the mafia who target chemical weapons," said Nabilla who had hacked Dito's account.
Nabilla showed her cell phone where the account belonged to Dito under a pseudonym to her husband and children.
"Astaghfirullah..! Then we're after the people who paid Dito for the chemical weapons?" adam asked with a heavy breath.
"Already brother. Don't be so thought out. Most importantly, we return all of our business to God. Like they did to us, if God has not yet determined our end, for what we fear. Our death is martyrdom. His life is a blessing" Nada said.
Nada went out first to meet Ghaishan in front of the villa. While Syakira who walked hurriedly down from the stairs while calling her husband to unknowingly step on his own dress that was too long made him scream hysterically.
"Adammm......!" tekik Syakira surprised Amran and Nabilla who quickly ran to the stairs to catch the body of Syakira who wanted to fall toppled.
"Yakiraaaa..no..kkkk...!" screamed Adam who felt his spirit coming out of his body saw the body of Syakira who had floated in the air.