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Honeymoon

Mango fruit wrapped in black plastic crackle that fell on the floor. Because it just slipped out of Alva's hand.

The man looked at his wife's nanar, with lips trembling in annoyance. His head seemed to pulsate, when he heard Chilla already did not want to eat the mango that he managed to bring, even though he had been looking for it with difficulty.

"You really don't want to eat it?" Ask Alva expectantly. He swallowed his saliva which was stuck in the middle of the throat.

Like getting karma, Alva watched with her own eyes, Chilla shook her head with a sinless face. Without guilt.

Hogg!

Even he didn't see my fight against the hogg. The curse in his heart is inexhaustible.

Alva mangosteen with a rumble of anger in his chest, then suddenly his index finger pointed at Chilla's stomach that increasingly looks enlarged. "Is this all his behavior?" Said surprising.

"I mean Brother?" Styled Chilla replied.

"Wait who wants that mango? Not you?"

Slowly, Chilla nodded her head. Right, that's what it means.

Alva's hands clenched tightly, then punched the free air up there. "Behold you, when you're born! I'll make sure your Mommy prefers me." Pulling hair frustrated, feeling bullied by his own future children.

Suddenly Chilla was goosebumps.

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Honeymoon.

That morning, the pregnant woman who had been preparing to go honeymoon with her husband, looked so excited.

He polished his face here and there, trying to look as much as possible. Clothes scattered, like a closet he had taken out.

Last night they had agreed to leave today, and Juna had arranged everything. They'll have fun just the two of them, ah no, three of them with their future baby.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Juna had already taken the two away to the airport. While exploring each road that will be places full of memories. Clasping each other tightly, Chilla leaned her head against Alva's chest.

"Honey, what villa do we rent has a swimming pool?" Chilla asked while carving out abstract writings, which only she could read.

"Either, Juna set it up." Reply Alva, propping up his chin on Chilla's head while occasionally dipping it lovingly.

"Ah I want the pool, I want to swim in a mermaid's suit." Chilla whine with cute pursed lips.

"If you don't have to wear clothes, how?" Bargain Alva, wouldn't it be better that way, he thought.

"Ck! That's Brother, I don't want to. I'm gonna wear a mermaid, period!" Reply Chilla began to rebel, since marriage and in pregnancy, Alva really tested her patience.

"Yes-yes, let Juna find his clothes." The man said he didn't want to argue much.

"But, Sir." Juna was about to protest, time had to be him again who was looking for strange things that Chilla wanted. Not enough with an impromptu honeymoon, which makes it forced to stay up late.

However, he did not refuse, he was given a threatening look. Just follow! Meaning of Alva's eyes.

With a sigh, Juna could finally nod his head. "Good, Sir."

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Afternoon on an island.

This afternoon they arrived at an island that has a beautiful sea charm. Waves scattered on the coral, a stretch of fine white sand, and blue water that makes the eyes sparkle impatient to melt.

However, Alva did not immediately allow the girl to get out of the villa, despite his wife whining continuously, Alva remained in his stance, until finally the man fed the girl with his powerful style.

As promised, before leaving, Juna had bought a mermaid dress that Chilla asked for. With a bright cheerful face, the girl wore it, then asked her husband to carry it to the poolside.

Before confirming the request of the wife, Alva first chuckled, feeling anxious. Clad only in boxer pants, the man lifted Chilla's body that felt increasingly heavy.

Walk while occasionally kissing the rannum lips, until right in front of the pool.

Unexpectedly, Alva throws herself together with Chilla. The girl was a little surprised, but she was able to quickly take control of herself, then swim here and there just like the mermaid on the high seas.

"Darling, come after me." Chilla said as she flickered flirtatiously, flirting with her husband. Then he started paddling himself in the pool.

Not to be outdone, Alva immediately chased after the woman, then tugged at her tail, idly.

"Dear, naughty." Little Chilla, feeling her costume slump, she came to the surface, then tied her wet hair up high forming a clap.

From a distance far enough. Alva watched her girl.

Chilla commented a smile at Alva, then moved her index finger, asking Alva to come closer. The man was challenged, then tried as quickly as possible to move towards the girl.

Again, before Alva arrived in front of her, Chilla instead fled while chuckling, moving her body away from Alva. But unfortunately, the movement is less fast, until his tiny body is immediately trapped.

Alva pulled the waist up to the point of docking with her body.

"You're the bad one, Honey." Alva said directly attacking the rannum's lips. Stabbing savagely is like never being satisfied.

In the cold of the water, Alva looks for the center of the costume zipper that Chilla is wearing. Without removing the pagutan, he pulled slowly until the body that made him opium was only blocked by the twists and turns of the bikini rope.

Gently Alva made a swab on Chilla's thigh up and down. Until the girl moaned, on the sidelines of the pagutan they did.

Alva took off the lips first, then swam right under his wife's body, removing the bikini twists until washed away by the waves they created.

Leave a plain body sculpted so perfectly. Alva did not stop amazed in the heart, then without hesitation attacked the lower body of the wife.

The successful soft object made it foggy.

"Darling, ticklish." Chilla said erotic moves. Alva poked her head, grinning meaningfully. With a quick movement, the man stripped off his own clothes.

Gently, Alva went down the white neck of his wife, sipping down, from the open shoulder to the docked at the stiffened top, and looking ever-enlarged.

Can Chilla feel, the long object that has been perpendicular it hit the base of his thigh. However, the husband still continues to warm up, resulting in a melodious village of his tiny lips.

With hands hanging on Alva's neck, and under the twilight sky. The two reunited a body of love.

The wave ripples they created witnessed, the hot afternoon they waded through. Without letting go of the union, Alva carried the tiny body to the edge.

On the pool stairs, with half of the body still inundated, Alva moved back. Wiggling his hips with a twist and stomping very steadily.

Chilla bit her lower lip, looking more sexy with the strands of hair that adorned her face.

Their two eyes locked together, with a burning desire, there was always a great vibration, as well as a stinging sigh.

"I love you, Honey. Love you so much." Reveal Alva in the midst of his increasingly rapid movements. And a gentle swipe at his nape.

Chilla grabbed Alva's hair so spoiled, her tiny mouth did not stop gaping, unable to describe the pleasure she got from her husband.

Wet, but subtle. Alva pushed the tiny body until his crush touched his wife's love point. The hot lava managed to blow up inside there.

"I love you, Chilla."

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