Hot Couple: Inspiration From God (I Love You, Ustadz!)
Passion

"Search for reward, yuk?" ask me, while my hands have already slipped behind her clothes.

Huh! Mas Ilham was shocked. He could barely hold his laughter. Understandably, he usually invites me. If I remember, other than on the night of the bride, this is only to how many times I took the initiative to offer myself to her.

"Oh, you really can't be absent even if only last night. Hmm?"

I shook my head with a warm smile splitting my face. "There will come a time when that passion declines on its own. As long as it's still burning, why hold it? Aye, right?"

"Well-"

"Shhhh.. don't talk much. Just open your sarong."

"Wow..my wife's bar-bar also turns out, yeah. You want to attack me? Hmm?"

Bugs!

I pushed Mas Ilham until he lay on the bed, then I immediately overcame him. "Necessary with words. I'll show you, and I'll do it." My hand has moved pulling the sheath. And, regardless - along with the black boxer he was wearing. "You wouldn't mind if I was like this, would you? I'll show you how much I love you."

The Inspiration smiled. Then, with one hand raised, she caressed my face in a dim light. "Zahra is the best" he praised with a crazy cry.

"I'm the best, Mom" I said, then...

I kissed her, enjoyed those sweet lips with all my love. Looking, touching, and exploring with my tongue. After that, when I raised my face back and looked at him, Mas Ilham smiled again. "It's best not to point too hard at your skills, Zahra. Or else I will often ask you to do so. Probably every night. Really, you're gonna get me hooked."

"O yeah?" My hands are moving down. "I don't think I mind. I'll never mind." Then I slapped the nape of his neck.

Hmm... enjoy it once, huh, she?

Gawk. I have to get off, it's karokean time. Eh?

Ckck! Kidding, yeah...! Anyway, whatever language you want to use.

But for sure, I like to see the reaction of Mas Ilham because of my touch. And the. To the extent that he was agitated at the time when his voltage was already too perfect.

"Enough, Zahra. Please...."

He finally couldn't bear to join me. Well, I quit. Then, I easily took off the dress with my interior, and I crossed my legs on it. And then....

Sssssh. A manhood caught in narrowness. And when he reaches the bottom of my depths, oh, my God....

Be thankful for the blessings you get, Zahra....

Mas Ilham lifted his leg, then bent his knee and pressed his heel on the end of the bed. "I've always loved your warmth, Zahra. You really drive me crazy," Mas Ilham chirped, with fingers actively scouring inch by inch of my body, fondling me, petting me spoiled, and then tasting what was in front of his eyes. In the silence of the night, and under the dim light, he led me through the beautiful paradise of love that he had always promised.

Oh, how wonderful....

I'm lucky, I have the best man like him, who will always be with me under any circumstances. The man who will believe me even if the world takes me down mercilessly. Truly, there will be no slander capable of obliterating his love, the holy love of Inspiration for Zahra.

"I love you, Mas. I love you."