1000 HOURS WITH YOU
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Dimas and Meyda are enjoying the holidays with great happiness. Making love is one of the routines that they often do in their spare time. Both of them never feel bored, do it again and again without feeling tired.

"Tomorrow we must return to Jakarta" Dimas told Meyda, who was still under his confinement. They had just finished doing a hot romance in the lounge. Even their unification has not been separated, Dimas's weapon is still perfectly embedded in Meyda's valley.

"Yes, I can't wait to go home" Meyda replied as she adjusted her breath.

"Patience?" Dimas repeated Meyda's words, staring fixedly at Meyda's pretty face.

"Hu-um, want a break. I'm so tired, I can't enjoy the holidays!" meyda was upset, as she put her lips together.

Dimas laughed softly, now he understood the meaning of Meyda's words who wanted to go home to Jakarta immediately.

"Do you not like it?" tanya Dimas, retracting their union, rolled her body to the left side, and laid down beside Meyda.

"Like, really .. like it even, but you've gone too far. Day time more than 4 rounds. This lemes is snuggled!" sumpul Meyda, while looking hard at the man who was now holding her from the side. The coldness of the hotel floor did not make the two move from there, it actually made them feel at home lying there. Yes ... both of them were making love on the floor, in the lounge. It was a wonderful experience and will never be forgotten for both.

"It's delicious anyway. You're my candlestick," said Dimas, tucking Meyda's cheek warmly. "Until in Jakarta we immediately married yes," asked Dimas with enthusiasm.

Meyda was shocked to hear Dimas's invitation. He looked at Dimas with doubt. Not doubt about his feelings, but doubt and fear if the Dimas family does not accept him.

"Emh ... What is your family? Surely they want a good woman to be his daughter-in-law" Meyda's great-grandson, not confident.

"Of course, I feel unsure and scared, but there is no harm in trying to meet them first" Meyda replied, looking at Dimas with a doubtful, fearful look.

Dimas nodded his head, "until Jakarta, I will introduce you to them" Dimas said.

"Quick that? But, I need preparation," Meyda protested while sitting down, feeling very anxious and worried.

"Isn't faster better? Come on, Mey .. don't think much. Moreover, we have already done so, and surely my seed will soon develop in your womb," explained Dimas, sitting down, clutching Meyda's shoulders warmly, hugging the woman warmly.

Meyda fell silent, thinking about Dimas's words that had a point. He's done it over and over again with Dimas. Moreover, she has never taken a pregnancy-preventing pill since she has been treated from her job, and certainly her uterus is currently fertile, especially one week ago she just finished her period.

Meyda bit her lower lip, she wanted to step forward with Dimas, but she was afraid of getting rejection from the man's family. Meyda closed her eyes tightly, asking herself, does she have to keep going forward or back?

After a while of inner war, the end of Meyda got an answer.

"Well, I want to meet your parents. But, please remain beside me, and hold this hand tightly," Meyda asked Dimas, grabbing Dimas' hand and holding it tightly.

"Sure, dear," replied Dimas smiling gently at this woman he loved.

"Thank you." Meyda returned a smile Dimas was no less gentle.