They had to visit the store once again because Safira's purchases turned out to be too small for her figure and she needed to watch her weight because she has a voracious appetite.Then, Davino was dressed well. While lightly patting his wife's shoulder, he said, "Your taste in clothes is not horrible, it's okay!" while gazing in the mirror. The clothing his wife selected pleased him."Should I go on a diet and go to the gym, now that I think that ideal body weight is necessary," Safira slaps her ass on the bed before asking."Don't push yourself to do it if you don't like it; we can get additional outfits." Her spouse responded.She responded, "The clothes are so wonderful and I want to wear them but what about this body," as she stared at the pile of clothing that didn't fit her body since she was unsatisfied with Davino's response. She cried out in private."What's wrong with those chili-colored cheeks, they look so cute, haha". He said while pinching Safira's cheek, which was so s
Safira quickly followed her husband since she was already weary of being ignored and didn't want to subject herself to his reprimand.After taking another deep breath, she ran a short distance. However, as she was about to approach the boutique's areas, she was accidentally hit hard in the shoulder, which caused her to collapse and the contents of the paper bags to be thrown across the floor.When she noticed it, she briefly closed her eyes to control her rising rage. Don't allow her to make a mistake here or she'll end up in trouble on her own. She hasn't even had time to look at anything in the shop because her husband has been eager to ask her out. Now, someone who, whether on purpose or accidentally, caused her to slobber so much that the items she was holding fell to the ground.She shrewdly removed the items in her paper bag and rearranged them, oblivious to the look of the person whose actions had caused her to fall to the ground. Safira didn't have high hopes. Perhaps the pers
Safira fixed her gaze on the spacious room in front of her. Though, in the end, she sat back alone just if a missing person had slipped into someone else's home, Davino's father had asked him to take the two of them on a brief honeymoon to a luxurious resort owned by his husband's father. In the spacious apartment unit, her spouse abandoned her.The two-story unit felt cold and empty because there was only her there.A living room with couch furniture and a viewing room, complete with a living room and kitchen, are located on the ground floor of the building. A truly luxurious suite awaits anyone who visits this resort for the first time, giving them confidence that the villa's price is not an exaggeration. She could even make an educated judgment as to the sofa's potential cost, which could be in the thousands of dollars.The resort style is rather simple and doesn't have a lot of walls, but because the equipment and models are so advanced, the villa seems to be quite expensive.In c
Safira remained reflective on her position as she considered her predicament. Even though she was aware that she had removed her husband's garments before, something different suddenly made her hands tremble.Her brain ached at the thought of Davino's wide exposed back. Her heart was racing, and she was feeling woozy. Similar to other bathrooms, the bathroom has a moist, warm atmosphere where people can clean themselves while being completely naked. Enough, Her depraved mind.She kept quiet, trying not to be bothered by her heartbeat or her already red face while turning on the water and making sure Davino wouldn't overheat. She looked at her spouse after asking to check the temperature.She said, "The warm bath is ready."Davino, who had remained quiet for some time, gave a small nod. He has been observing Safira's actions ever since. In his eyes, his wife appears unusual and comical as she appears anxious and hurried."I'll wash first before having a bath." He opened his arms wide,
"Why haven't you arrived yet, Davino? At the hotel restaurant, I am already present." The voice on the other end of the phone was audible to Davino.Yes, he said, "I think I'm a little late, and there's a small issue."Safira was writhing in pain in her leg joints as Davino abruptly hung up the phone with his father, his eyes mildly glaring at her. He went over to her right away and caught sight of his wife's ankles."How did you sustain such severe injuries?" He complained angrily."Don't blame me, please! I told you that I wasn't accustomed to wearing shoes like this, and even though I can wear high heels, I'm still a novice. How can I wear shoes with heels that look like this? Is it heels or a needle?" she retorted, still indignant that she had to wear uncomfortable shoes on her feet. If her husband's reputation didn't matter, she would have thrown in these pricey shoes to keep any rodents out of their home."These shoes are called stilettos; they are lovely, pricey heels that give
A woman approached the table where Safira, Davino, and his father were conversing in a moderately depressing tone.The woman stared at them in a black dress that was too small for her, and her haughty yet elegant gait gave the impression of an antagonist from a story. Her lips formed a lopsided smile.Anyone would be prepared to pause their activities for a moment to take in the woman's beauty, which is further emphasized by the dramatic sound of shoes hitting the ground.Mr. Barat, Davino's father, who is about 67 years old, smiled warmly at the sight of a woman who looked extremely mature but yet looked gorgeous and graceful in a garment that covered her small body and had half-thigh cleavage. The woman sat brazenly next to Mr. Barat while lifting one leg to reveal her thigh.The woman clung to Pak Barat without making any embarrassing motions, placing her hands on his shoulders and beaming affectionately. He also quickly kissed Mr. West's jaw.Mr. Barat embraced the woman's waist w
Davino whispered to her, "Should I come with you to the bathroom?"Safira shook her head and frowned her brows. Wouldn't it be strange if her spouse followed her into the toilet to use the women's restroom?She responded, "No, I'll simply go alone," and then she turned to gaze at Mr. Bharat and Cynthia's troubled expressions.She appears to be contemplating, unsure about how to address her husband's father because they haven't exchanged names and she is unfamiliar with him.Bharat appeared to comprehend the bewildered expression on her daughter-in-law. She grinned and said, "Call me Daddy, exactly like him."She kindly asked for permission, bending her body gently, "Dad, Mom, I have to go to the toilet and dry my clothes."Cyntia wore an anxious expression. "There are some clothes in the car; do you need me to come change with you, honey? I'll get them for you."Safira said, "Please enjoy dinner first. No need, Mom, I'll dry the wet area with a hairdryer. You don't have to worry about
As he drove, Safira pursed her lips, frowned, crossed her arms over her chest, and cast a scornful glance at her husband. The more she saw him driving, the more annoyed she became, and the more she kept thinking about the events in the restaurant earlier when her husband had kissed her. "Would you like to communicate with me?" Her voice was booming."Is your dress completely dry," Davino asked, casting a momentarily perplexed gaze in his direction.Safira waved her hands in front of her face in irritation. Unable to use trite language with her husband, she decided to get right to the point. "What made you kiss me before?" whereas indicating his lips.Davino gave his wife one last glance before flashing a sarcastic smile and asking. "I'll kiss you. Did our kiss please you? His wife thought his eyes were alluring."Tsk! That was my first kiss, and you bit my lip until it hurt. Can it even be called a kiss?" She objected, her eyes rounded.Safira's cheeks heated up at her husband's apolo