Second Marriage: My Strongest Bodyguard

At nine o'clock at night, Dean returned to the house after eight o'clock outside to chat with Louis or other bodyguards and also patrol. Bryana, who had put the kids to sleep, immediately returned to her room.

"Honey," said Dean when he met Bryana who was about to enter the room. "Are the kids asleep?" he asked.

"Yes. Is everything all right?" Bryana asked back as she turned the handle to open the door, then walked into the room.

"Everything is fine," replied Dean as he followed Bryana into the room. He immediately turned around to lock the door, then walked over to Bryana, who was walking towards the dressing table.

Bryana sat in a chair and stared at the mirror. She combed her long brown hair that almost reached her waist. the woman glanced at her husband, who was now standing behind her chair, staring at their reflection in the mirror.

"Why do women always remove make-up when going to sleep?" asked Dean.

"To maintain the health of facial skin," Bryana replied, removing make-up with a cotton ball given facial cleanser.

Dean nodded in understanding, then touched and brushed Bryana's long, silky hair. "No wonder your face looks young and this hair seems to be a crown that adds to your beauty."

"Men are also getting more handsome even though they are getting older. Will look more gentle, manly, and I see that in you," Bryana said with a smile.

"Is that true? I feel like I already have wrinkles here."Dean stared at his reflection in the mirror while holding his temple.

"That's not a problem. Those wrinkles will add to your charisma, make you even more handsome." Bryana stood up to face Dean, then touch his cheek. "I still like you even though there are many wrinkles here. Even when your hair turns white, I will still love you."

Dean smiled grimly and touch Bryana's smooth cheek. "Me too. We will age together and see our kids happy with their soul mates," he exclaimed.

Bryana sighed in a huff, then hugged Dean, leaned her cheek against his chest, and said, "I wish time was slow. I want us to be together longer."

"Yes, me too," said Dean then reached out with his hands to feel Bryana's thighs. he lifted her body so that her legs were wrapped around his waist.

"Honey put me down. Your leg still hurts, right?" Bryana is worried that Dean will not be strong and will fall. She draped her hand around her husband's neck and looked down at his face.

"I'm strong, I'm cured. don't be afraid," exclaimed Dean with a reassuring smile, then walked over to take Bryana to the bed.

Bryana shook her head and smiled at the mighty and romantic Dean. She also looked down and kissed her husband's lips who was walking while carrying him to the bed.

Dean kissed Bryana back and lay her down on the bed. "I miss you so much." Dean rubbed Bryana's forehead, then returned to kissing her lips very softly.

While kissing Dean back, Bryana unbuttoned Dean's shirt one by one, then Dean took off the shirt until he was only shirtless, showing his perfectly muscular upper body but his stomach was a bit full from not doing sports during illness.

Dean climbed into the middle of the bed and pulled Bryana to sit down, then took off her pajamas, leaving only a pink bra and underwear. He immediately kissed his wife's chest which was getting chewier because she was pregnant. Sometimes he sucks the top of her chest, hoping to find milk there.

Bryana sat staring at Dean then kissed his lips with his hands slowly unbuttoning his pants until the zipper. she took out her husband's manhood and held it, raising and lowering her hands while continuing to kiss him.

"Aghhh, God!" Bryana sighed and closed her eyes when she felt Dean's hand creep into her underwear. her husband inserted his middle finger into the secret hidden under her slowly wet body.

"You're already wet, honey. Can't you hold it anymore?" Dean asked looking up at Bryana who sighed with pleasure.

Bryana just nodded and kissed Dean's neck with her hand still holding Dean's manhood who was very tense. "ughh ...."

Because she could not stand it anymore, Bryana put away her underwear and sat on Dean's manhood until it infiltrated her lower body. "Ughhh ... always feels great."

"And yours feels warm ... Ehmmm." Dean looked annoyed at the pleasure of Bryana's warmth. He leaned against the head of the bed and began to move his manhood pumping from below as Bryana's up and down movements.

"Oh, God." Bryana continues to sigh.

Dean continued to move faster while squeezing until he sucked Bryana's chest that was plastered in front of his face. "I'm not going to suck it again when our baby is born. I don't want to take his milk ration," he said with a rush of breath.

"Oh, yes. you can just drink other milk. ... Aghhh," Bryana said with a smile and a moan, her breath starting to rush until she stopped for a few moments and hugged Dean.

"Lie down, I don't want to make you tired and shaken too much," said Dean, occasionally kissing Bryana's smooth shoulder.

Bryana lay down and Dean immediately supported on top of her. The man used his strong arms as a support for his body, then returned to pumping his manhood in his wife's possession in a very relaxed manner.

"Aghhh ... you are very enjoyable," Dean growled with pleasure while staring at Bryana's very beautiful face. sometimes he uses his right hand to squeeze his wife's chest while continuing to pump.

"I like it slow ... Aghhh but I'll come. move faster please!" Bryana exclaimed in a moan and her face looked anxious. Sometimes she shrugged and looked down at Dean's manhood, pumping hers.

Dean kissed Bryana on the lips and accelerated his movements. sometimes the kiss turned to the neck and chest until the wife could not stand it and screamed because it reached the peak of pleasure.

"Aaahhh ... Aghhh!" Bryana gasped for breath and pulled Dean into her arms.

dean moved back and kept pumping Bryana's until the tempo hurried. He growled with pleasure and kissed Bryana on the lips until he finally reached the peak of pleasure for almost a few minutes. maybe Bryana also experienced it again until the liquid of their love spilled a little on the bedsheet.

"Just so you know, I always wanted again and again. Hufft. Yours is too good to enter just once," said Dean, still holding Bryana. he buried his face in the recesses of his wife's neck with his breath still panting and his body began to sweat.

"Then come back, because I want more," Bryana said.

Dean lifted his head and looked at Bryana. "Not. You are currently pregnant, I don't want to tire you out. "

"It's okay. I just lie down and won't get tired." Bryana shook her head and gave Dean a pleading look. Her hand slowly held Dean's manhood who was still tense. "I want more, honey ...."

"Okay. I think your passion doubled when pregnant, and I will gladly make you satisfied many times," Dean exclaimed with a smile staring at Bryana who seemed not shy about asking for lovemaking again. Ah, of course not ashamed, because her husband is very definition.

Bryana just smiled and pulled Dean back to kiss her lips which were slightly swollen from kissing.

Dean went back to overtaking Bryana for a few minutes in a relaxed manner because he didn't want the fetus in his wife's womb to be shaken too much.