1000 HOURS WITH YOU

1000 HOURS WITH YOU
Romantic Atmosphere


"Dimas!" meyda screeched as her body was violently thrown on the bed. Then the man overcame him and kissed his lips very savagely.


Dimas stopped his action for a moment, staring at the beautiful face of Meyda who was under his confinement.


"Why are you so rude!" as Meyda stared intently at Dimas. His face was red, not out of embarrassment but because he was holding back the anger at the man who was still curbing him.


"Then what should I do? I've asked you nicely but you've always ignored me!" dimas replied that he would not lose. "Now all decisions are in my hands. You don't want to have to accept it!" he continued, full of victory.


"I've said it over and over again, that I'll never be able to accept you! You and I are different. I'm a dirty woman and you're a good man" Meyda said desperately. Both of his eyes were reddened, enduring his sadness and tears.


"I'm not a good man, and I'm not a virgin either" Dimas told Meyda, looking surprised to hear.


"Why? Are you surprised that I'm not a virgin?" dimas asked Meyda who was still fixated, looking at him unblinking.


Meyda's lips pursed, "who took your feast?" meyda asked in a dislike tone. There is pain and jealousy in the chest.


How could he be so angry and jealous? He should have been self-conscious, and glazed because he was worse than Dimas.


But, on the other hand, Meyda also wants to know Dimas' past.


Dimas did not answer Meyda's question, the man bowed his head again, kissing Meyda's lips tenderly. Trying to lull Meyda in the erotic atmosphere she creates.


"Dimas .. answer my question first" Meyda said between the kisses.


"I will answer it after our business is done" said Dimas softly, then plunged his tongue into Meyda's oral cavity, deepening his kiss.


"Former ap .. ahh ..." Meyda sighed and was surprised when one of Dimas' hands entered the G-str*ng he was wearing. Stroked his ox with a sensual gesture, then touched the beans growing on the top of his cow.


Meyda who was so desperate did not want to accept Dimas, and did not want to have a love relationship with Dimas but now she willingly opened her legs wide. Let the man taste his body until satisfied.


Dimas smiled triumphantly, but then he pulled his finger from between the woman's thighs, then looked at Meyda with a passionate gaze.


"Do you love me, Mey?" tanya Dimas with a deep voice that sounded very sexy in Meyda's sense of hearing.


Meyda nodded in response, "to be honest I've loved you for a long time, it's just that I'm self-conscious that I don't deserve you." Meyda looked at Dimas deeply, and sincerely.


"Sttt .. don't say that again. Thank you for loving me, Mey. Now you want to be the mother of my children?" asked Dimas gently, while peeping Meyda's forehead in love.


Meyda was touched by the romantic words that Dimas said. Both of Meyda's eyes looked sparkling, then she nodded her head in response.


"Thank you," whispered Dimas right in front of Meyda's rancid lips that looked swollen from her actions. Then Dimas kissed Meyda's lips with a passionate and greedy piercer. Similarly, Meyda returned the kiss was no less greedy. The breath of the two hunted, and the heat began to dominate the body of both as the passion began to burn the soul and body of the couple who were fighting on the bed in the frame with white sheets. All the clothes on the bodies of the two had been blown off somewhere. The two have fused with passion and a burning love.


"I love you" whispered Meyda.


"I love you more" Dimas replies between their wrenching activities and makes the two more lulled in the erotic and romantic games they create.


The sounds of villages and moans filled every corner of the room. The waves in the sea there sound hard through the walls of the room, as if to be the music that accompanies their hot romance in the afternoon before night.


"Mahh ..." Dimas moves to dominate Meyda who resigned with all his games. Want to go back and forth kayak bakwan fried also okay!🤣


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Aduhh .. my volos brain is polluted, forgive my khilaf mother who made part anu 🤣🙈