The Winter Man
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At night they went into a special room. Yura was gazing at the night ocean from the window, quite dark with a very cold night wind.
Winter approaches his wife holding onto both of the girl's shoulders while kissing Yura's head from behind.
"Close the window, the wind is very big."
"It's very dark" said Yura.
"It looks like there's gonna be a storm tonight."
"Storm?" Yura turned. "Then ?" her irises look panicked.
"All will be well."
Winter closed the window and took his wife to bed. Yura sat on the bed, enveloping her body with a roll, imagining that there was a storm in the middle of the sea made her guts shrink instantly.
Shortly afterwards there was a lightning sound that made Yura's body startled in shock, he pulled the blanket up to his nose leaving the eyeballs staring at the left right in panic.
Winter smiled and hugged his wife.
"Rain is it."
"Yes" said Winter.
Every time a bolt of lightning strikes the girl, it tightens her arms to Winter, so much to her surprise.
Fortunately, the trauma of the tsunami has rarely relapsed, making the girl will not faint like before.
The ship suddenly swayed. "Winter is a real storm. How'this?"
"Don't worry Yura, just a small storm." Winter has been in a storm with Maxime and Summer. That's why he could feel the storm today, the little storm.
The lightning continued to strike with a flash of light that made Yura's body shudder in horror when she saw it, the huge wind made the ship's windows open on their own with the window curtain constantly moving in the wind.
On the sidelines of his fear, he felt that something was wrong with his thighs. Yura was amused, she knew who did it.
Yura immediately looked at Winter who was also staring at her. Whether what the gaze of her husband was, Yura could not interpret it.
As the hand continued to rise upwards, Yura suddenly grabbed her thighs while nibbling on her lower lip, shaking her head at Winter.
Winter pulled the tip of her lips smiling. "So scared of lightning, now scared of my hand."
"Eum hehe ..." Yura shifted away from Winter slightly, making the man's hand come out from inside the blanket.
What the fuck, why am I so nervous like the first night.
"Why stay away?" winter asked as she gently scowled Yura's shoulder. But the massage from his hand even felt like a temptation, the man was like he was teasing Yura especially now that his hand that was originally on his shoulder dropped to his back slowly and went under Yura's shirt.
"Winter ..." Yura again held her husband's hand.
Winter shifted closer to Yura. "Calm down, don't be afraid I won't surprise you like that lightning Yura ..."
After saying that, Winter forcibly undressed his wife despite a slight rebellion from Yura.
Yura instantly covers herself with a blanket and Winter says*m the girl, initially gentle but gradually more brutal make Yura overwhelmed.
Winter stops her kiss*n and stares at Yura's tattoo on her collarbone bearing her name.
"Who made this tattoo?" ask Winter to brush the tattoo.
"Maagma."
Winter then took the tattoo. He likes the tattoo because of his own name. "Good .." said Winter.
After that he returned to menci*m Yura with a hand that was not silent, his hand playing around in Yura's stomach made the girl feel amused.
The man took off his shirt and returned to menci*m Yura. Inside the blanket Winter opened his pants without removing kiss*n to his wife, Yura could only resign despite occasionally pushing Winter's body in shock when the man bit his lips.
That night they enjoy a sense of longing that is held for years by the murmur of waves, rain and lightning that makes the night hotter in the room.
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