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Co-translator : Akasha-Cataleya

Chapter 38

Duen Kram returned to his husband to continue eating, but neither of them seemed to have any appetite. Finally, Ram asked for the bill and took his wife back to the Mansion, where Duek intends to tell Ram about the unborn child. The restaurant room was not good because of the atmosphere and mood of Ram. He was not very pleasant.

“Ram, can you talk to me?”

Duen Kram begged his husband, whose expression was still taciturn after the couple showered, changed their clothes and got ready for bed.

“Why did you speak with your ex?” Ram spoke first, his face numb.

“I just ask casually, how he is?"

“Hehe, you’re a really nice person ja.” Ram smiled slyly.

“Don't tease me."

“I'm not being sarcastic. You are a really good person" said the big man, while his golden eyes was staring at his wife's clean face, not turning away.

“Then leave me.” Duen Kram retorted a bit, seeing the trembling in Ram’s eyes. Ram didn't answer, but walked and drank and fled, collapsing on the bed like a dog, who was taunting. Duek  saw it and felt barren.

“Ram, I don't love him anymore." Duek lay on top of his husband, while using both the head and the body. His thighs rubbed along his body but was turned over to lay down under his body. Both hands were pinned above his head.

“I don't care, if you love him or not. You will never be able to return, to your old life”

Duen Kram saw the anger on his handsome face, heard the sound that was so intense that his heart was pounding. He wasn't afraid, but felt good that Ram had acted like this, so he moved up to kiss his husband's lips defiantly.

“Then let me see how you will hold me.”

The slender white leg plowed between his husband's legs and stiffened, and Ram let out a confident smile, willing to loosen the wrist. He grabbed him and embraced the sweet, loving body. The tip of his nose protruded and crushed and squeezed until it almost sank into the soft flesh, then began to take off the clothes that covered the soft skin. Duek’s clothes where removed until there is nothing left.

“Ahh... good"

Duen Kram plucked his butt out of the bed while his body stiffened, interferon with the watery lotus petals

“Very tight,” Ram roared in a low, contented tone, then moved his waist, smashing into the soft cavity that supported him well. Duen Kram wrapped his arms around his husband's neck, gliding his hips back and forth.

Bam, Bam, Bam!

“Oh, Ram, it's, um, it feel’s strange."

“Why it feel strange?” asked the big man in a low voice, but his waist was thick and hesitant, his hot paws grabbed the Little Blue Moon, before lowering his head to suck on the nipples that was erected, alternating with biting all over the white chest that is getting softer day by day.

“It's funny, it seems to come out, you're there again."

“Is that right?”

(Thrust hard)

Ram until the tip of the top is strong, banging into the sweet basin of his vicious wife. Duen Kram then twitched along with eyes wide open, the tip of his red tongue bought the chest outside the lip. A stream of water erupted from the trembling Little Blue Moon like a fountain, Ram pressed on the sensitive part of the red-jack head, then turn his wrist so that the palm of his hand crushes it hard, while pushing his waist into a small channel, relentlessly

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