When Married?
The KM Part 43

The two lovebirds had woken up and were in the same blanket without a thread, they touched each other from skin to skin with nothing in the way.

"Hi dear good morning," said Literature with a warm smile.

"Morning too." The flowers speak with a distinctive hoarse sound of waking up.

Literature dyed the top of the Flower's head and stroked her hair gently. "Sleep back, I know you were exhausted last night" he said in a teasing tone.

The flower blushed and blushed and then drowned itself in the arms of the lover. "Don't make fun of me, what time is it?"

"Oight hour."

"What's? I'm bad luck! Isn't this nine o'clock we have a meeting?" The flower immediately sat down to the point that he forgot that now he was not wearing a thread so that while sitting his blanket sagged and exposed his upper body.

"Darling are you teasing me again? looks like you did look more delicious as my breakfast this morning." Literature smirked as her eyes looked towards her girl's chest.

Flowers follow the direction of Literary view and suddenly he immediately pulled a blanket to cover his chest that was open, his face reddened to make someone who was looking at him back interested in him this morning.

The girl felt her entire body crumble dimly and felt uncomfortable in the core of her body. He peeked inside the blanket and was surprised that there were blood stains on the white bed sheet.

"Sas, why am I bleeding" he asked worriedly, making Literature even more anxious for her.

"Hahaha, of course you're bleeding, wasn't last night your first time? or maybe you skipped school while studying biology?"

"You mean I'm so stupid!" fierce shouting.

Blushhhh.His face was getting flushed red, Bunga felt an idiot for asking such a thing.

"Lay again." Literature patted the pillow next to him. "Today the schedule has been rearranged so the meeting will be held after lunch."

"But I want to go to the bathroom." Flowers tried to get off the bed and grabbed her clothes that were on the floor, but when her feet touched the floor she felt a pain and pain in the core of her body. "Awwww.be...."

"Why baby?" tanyanya.

"That thing is painful and uncomfortable" said Bunga, looking the other way because this topic of conversation was embarrassing for him. Literature got up and got out of bed wearing her boxer and approached her girl.

Without warning she uncovers her blanket and scoops the Flower in her sling making the girl squeal in surprise and withhold embarrassment from her naked body. Flowers crossed his arms and turned his already reddened face away.

"Why is it covered, I've even seen every inch of your body last night." The perverted literature.

The meronta flower wants to be lowered but the movement actually makes Literature back desire to him. He grinned so as to make the Flower flutter.

"You-what do you want?"

"I'm gonna treat your discomfort, baby." Literature carried the Flower to the bathroom, lowered it in the bathtub and filled it with warm water.

Literature joined him and when the flowers would throw a protest he immediately silenced him with an intoxicating kiss making the girl unable to resist when her lover returned to love him full of desire. The two lovebirds reunited in the bathroom as if forgetting themselves that what they were doing was a forbidden thing.