Dusk Sky
My owner

Confidently Baskara whistled while spraying perfume on his body before getting dressed.

Earlier, when he and Dusk had dinner, he called the house people to send clothes for him and Dusk to the hotel where they had reserved a room for them to stay tonight.

Because if they have to stop by to buy clothes, it feels very tired and there is no time.

With a smile, he came out of the bathroom. Welcomed by the wife who was seen sitting on the edge of the bed holding a shirt with a pouting face.

"Why, hm?" his tan gently raised his wife's chin until they crossed paths.

"This is who's wearing my shirt, all right?" ask the wife in a squeaking voice. A red hue spread along the cheek as well as the white woman's ears.

"Emang why?" originators. Baskara was intending to see what made his wife uneasy. But Dusk was faster in fending off and hiding the shirt behind his back.

"Not to be seen!" Dusk shook his head. "I am glad to see it."

Baskara instead of obeying the words of his wife, he was increasingly curious and tried to take what Dusk hid.

"Why the hell are his clothes?" ask again because Dusk is very good at keeping the object out of his reach. His new wife is now standing on a king-size bed. "That's not your shirt, ayy?"

Dusk nodded in response.

"What time?" baskara's forehead is wrinkled. "While his clothes are orange."

Hearing him, Dusk growled and cursed his brother-in-law and best friend. "Brattlesnake is Sisi's mother!" In his heart he promised to make calculations on Jingg if he returned home tomorrow.

"Hey!" Baskara immediately protested and stamped his lips with his index finger and thumb. "My pretty wife can't be rude!"

Dusk clucked and came down by jumping like a child who was immediately captured in Baskara's arms. "Yes, I took a shower" she said after trying to push her husband's body down. But that hand hugging her waist tightly did not let her loose just like that.

"No need to take a shower." refused Baskara to let. He kissed his wife on the lips many times. "This is beautiful."

Dusk pulled his head out of Baskara's reach, which stopped giving him a kiss. "I know your wife is a beauty like no other. But I need a shower. My body is sticky, a lot of dust, the smell of the sun all day around."

Although reluctant, Baskara allowed his wife to take a bath. "Don't you go long!" his condition before taking off his wife who nodded and stepped towards the bathroom.

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Soaking seems comfortable enough to release fatigue and muscles that feel stiff.

Regulate the water temperature in the bathtub with warm nails and give a little aroma therapy as a complement. Dusk stripped off all the cloths attached to his body and immersed himself in the bathtub.

The girl was relieved of the comfort she immediately got. Soaking can always arouse his tired body to get excited again.

After almost an hour he finished his bathing ritual. Dusk stared horror at the illicit nightgown lacking the materials that Orange sent for her to wear.

"Take me home! don't expect you to be safe!" his monologue with a fierce face as if the young mama he maki is in front of him. Not lasting long his face expression was grim. He refused to wear black lingerie. But he also couldn't sleep in jeans and a shirt.

"Orang! you are br*hgsek!!" it means with the hand that started wearing her nightgown.

She was ashamed to wear such clothes even in front of her husband who had seen all sides of her body.

She felt like a seductive woman at this moment. Even though the one he teased was the halal couple. But his embarrassment still held back his steps.

"Yep!" a knock on the bathroom door sounded. "You're not pa-pa, are you? why is the bath so long? you didn't sleep inside, did you? you didn't faint or fall, did you?" a series of questions over Baskara's worry were heard.

"I'm not pa-pa. I-this is done, mas." she answered nervously and opened the bathroom door slowly.

Dusk was already wearing the lingerie that Orange gave her. It's just that he closed with a bathrobe so as not to directly show the shape of his body that can be seen from the transparent cloth.

"It's still cold, I'll take off the bathrobe" said Dusk, who now sits at the dresser to dry his hair.

Baskara no longer asked. His hands deftly took over the hairdryer from the hands of Dusk and began to dry his wife's wet hair.

And somehow, now both of them have moved on the bed with Baskara who overstretched his body.

"Tonight, I'll make sure you don't get scared anymore" Baskara said confidently. The hair that covered his wife's face. "I learned from someone."

Baskara's hand began to remove the bathrobe strap on her waist. After being released, the young man rounded his eyes hungry to see what was inside.

"Remind me to say thank you so much to Orange for your performance tonight, ayy."

Twisting his eyes lazy. But the hue on his face said something else.

She was embarrassed to see the admiration of her husband. He looked hungry as if he wanted to eat it right then and there.

And Baskara actually ate it mercilessly. Dump it with a new cradle that makes it float. Putting his whole body to the husband take complete control of tonight.

Followed what her husband wanted. Give up the crown that he has taken care of. He took care and offered it to his godly lover.

Sick? don't ask.

Did he enjoy it? answer yes. Although at first it feels uncomfortable and wants to stop there, but Baskara is good at convincing him with a subtle touch and cradle that makes it again can not refuse. Until he enjoyed the hot game until his power drained.

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The middle orange lay in the arms of her husband.

"Are our plans working out, huh, bang?" ask the husband who was closing his eyes after their heat struggle.

"If Babas is smart. He should be able to take advantage of the path we've opened."

Hearing Farri's teasing on Baskara that morning at the hotel. Making Orange has an idea to give lingerie to Dusk when Baskara contacts the house person to send clothes belonging to Dusk.

It was also agreed by Farri who knew how tormented sleep one bed but could not touch his own wife.

"When I want Dusk to torture Babas even longer."

"Why?"

"Let him be tormented even longer. Rich me first!" gerutu Farri's. "This is the third day. It's really good to be him."

"Can't be so brother.. Brother was already nyicip first even before marriage." Orange shook his head. Her husband is so vengeful at the beginning of their marriage. Until her husband wanted Baskara to feel the same way.

Farri just chuckled and put a hot kiss on his wife. "Once again dear." and the orange can only groan resignedly.

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