
Enjoying the beauty of the wedding night, wrapped in sweat and passionate excitement, and loud bubbling, they should feel last night, but not for Shaka and Beby.
The two actually slept in separate places even in one room, Beby who has not been able to accept this marriage completely, making everything feel runyam. Even with Shaka who likes to tease the girl, Beby's annoyed face seems to be his own entertainment, for Shaka who rarely smiles.
Beby blinked his eyelids, when he heard the sound of water gurgling from the bathroom, he stared back and forth, and he immediately sat down as soon as he realized he was no longer on the sofa. Except his bed.
He didn't sleep there last night.
"Who made me?" He muttered, and again he felt his chest that felt very relieved, because it was not blocked by anything, except his great t-shirt.
Beby's eyes were perfectly rounded. "Don't you? Ahhh no, she can't be my cabin fit to sleep, right?" The girl shouted, shaking her head loudly, searching for her memories last night.
However, nil. He doesn't remember anything. Should he ask Shaka? Hiii... No way, it can be fooled all out if it really happens.
"Ck, why don't I want it at all. Kebo really sleeps," grumbled Beby, then his gaze diverted to Shaka who had just come out of the bathroom using only a towel limited to the waist.
White chest with a speck of water still flowing from Shaka's hair, making the athletic body look perfect.
"Ohhhhh..." And Beby just came back screaming and raining Shaka using a pillow.
Shaka swiftly fended off all the objects Beby threw. They do not know, the rowdy situation actually makes everyone out there giggling.
Thinking of the non-non.
Shaka approached, and immediately covered Beby's mouth with his big hand. Shaka's position was as if he was hugging his wife. "You why the hell? Like shouting, you want to make people think I've done anything to you?" shaka asked, his eyebrows waving with folded eyebrows.
Not answering, Beby bit Shaka's hand, turning around and pushing the man's chest away from his body, but instead managed to escape, both of them fell on the bed with Beby on Shaka's body.
The towel Shaka was wearing was slightly exposed.
With this close distance, Shaka could feel Beby's crystal guava shoots clinging to his bare chest. Even with the face of Beby who was swept warmly Shaka's breath was heard hunting.
Netra the two met, for a while they were locked with a heartbeat that felt not so normal. Shaka's bead turned to look at the red rancid lips like Beby's cherries.
The lips that he had last night had sucked, so sweet and voluptuous, just imagining it was able to make Tyrex react again. And it was felt by Beby.
Beby immediately rose from above Shaka's body as soon as he felt something was twitching down there. Shaka got up by holding his cheek which was hot due to Beby's slap.
"Ck, just married a day you have KDRT, you can I report later," Shaka said.
Beby's eyes squinted and immediately turned to his waist. "Report there, I'm not afraid. Then tell me who the banana moves, I'll be surprised."
"That's your fault!" show Shaka.
"Aren't I wrong?"
"Your crystal sign is stuck in my chest, or maybe you accidentally? You want to try my Tyrex?" shaka Tuding.
Hearing that, Beby's forehead frowned not understanding Shaka's conversation. "Tyrex? What's Tyrex?"
Shaka slightly raised his lips upwards. Then approaching Beby, Beby did not stay still, he continued to retreat until now his body hit the wall, and was locked by Shaka's big hand.
The man smiled, then whispered. "Don't know, your steamed apem will be exhausted by my Tyrex, danger!"
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Read it? Yuk dilike, dikomen, given the gift of Dede othornya, let more spirit, anu and embrace anu🤣🤣🤣
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