My Personal Tour Guide
Should I Say I Love You? (21+)

Bimo's headed to the steering chair. He thought about lighting the minibus and bringing the minibus down to the lower ground. It is possible that if it is in a lower altitude, the temperature will not be as cold as it is today. So that if tomorrow, he can immediately return to that place to enjoy the golden sunrise he wants.

But when he tried to squeeze the gas, the minibus was like a weight to walk. Bimo went down to check, maybe there was a stone blocking.

“Shit... Tyres leaked. Hm...” umpatnya slowly. Both rear tires are leaking. Behind the trunk is a spare tire when viewed. But only one. So it's useless if he replaces it if only next door.

Finally Bimo reentered the minibus. He walked over to where Ajeng was sleeping.

The bed inside the minibus was quite large. It is actually suitable when used both. But if Ajeng wakes up and finds out that he sleeps on the same bed as himself, Ajeng can definitely assume that he is sleeping with him. Though if he went with his friends up the mountain, it is common when just sharing a bed. But considering Ajeng said that this was the first time he had slept in the highlands of the mountains, Ajeng would have misunderstood.

“Huft... Very cold...” Bimo is getting less strong with the temperature in that place. Finally he checked whether in the minibus there was a heater or heating device for the car. But it didn't. The minibus only has AC.

Finally Bimo chose to open the bottle of red wine that he had. The alcohol content in red wine will help warm his body temperature from the inside. In addition, he hopes to be able to quickly sleep because actually if he wakes up in the middle of the night, he will find it difficult to go back to sleep.

“Ah...” Bimo feel better after sipping one glass of red wine.

He continued to pour. gulp down. and poured until the bottle was empty.

“HE’EG... Huft..”.

Since his head was already heavy enough, Bimo followed his instincts. He stepped closer to the bed where Ajeng was sleeping. His butt started to shift and shift until it clashed with Ajeng's back. Either because it was too dizzy or because of the cold that kept piercing into the pores of his body, Bimo began to hug Ajeng's back who was behind him. Ajeng's body temperature is still quite warm due to fever, making Bimo comfortable hugging the woman. Moreover, the smell of the woman's body until it pierced into her nose. Very inconvenient. Bimo further tightened his body and slid his face around Ajeng's neck. It gets more comfortable and makes him sleep.

The next day at around 3:24, Ajeng felt his body cold. The temperature was warm because the fever in his body had already recovered. Now he felt his body shivering from the cold. Ajeg tried to move his hand to fix the blanket. But he felt that something was blocking his movement. She was quite shocked when she found out that Bimo was holding her.

“Bim... Bim... How are you here anyway?” Ajeng's hand began to clap Bimo's hand that was coiled around his stomach. Ajeng tried to turn his body to wake the man up.

Plaque!

Ajeng slightly patted Bimo's face so that the man immediately opened his eyes. But the result is nil.

“Bim? Why are you sleeping here? Didn't you just say you wanted to sleep outside? Uh! Build Bim!” Ajeng continued to try to push Bimo's body. But the man's hand seemed unwilling to stretch his embrace. He actually pushed Ajeng's head to sink into his neck.

“I'm cold, Jeng.. Let us be like this until morning... Let's just say I'm hugging you,” she said slowly. His voice was a little hoarse because he had just woken up from sleep.

“But kan—”

Brug! Bimo started flanking Ajeng's feet. He doesn't like it when his request is denied.

“I won't say anything to you. Let me also warm your body.. Currently the temperature reaches - 2O centigrade,” he explained again.

The more heard the stranger the explanation of the man who was closing his eyes. Accidentally, after a few seconds Ajeng realized there was a red wine bottle and a glass was in the table bag. Ajeng thought it was possible that Bimo's speech bounced like that because of the effects of alcohol from red wine.

“Bim! You drunk huh?” A slight cry made Bimo startled and opened his eyes. The man looked down at Ajeng's face. The distance is very close. The two of them could feel each other's breaths colliding.

“You if you want to get drunk not time! Fear only khilaf and you regret later.” Ajeng grumbled more and more. He doesn't want to just be used as an impingement material. Although Ajeng was aware that the face of the man who was hugging him at this time was indeed tempting his faith. “If you want to sleep here, let me go.”

Ajeng further pushed Bimo's body. He did not want to be fooled by Bimo. But the man was like not allowing Ajeng to go away from him. He further tightened Ajeng's body and overcame him.

“Bim? You?” Ajeng's chest thumped twice as fast. Bimo's strange attitude frightened him. But because of the cold that pierced into his skin, making Ajeng difficult to fight.

“I did have a drink. But I’m not drunk,” sigh Bimo. His eyes began to notice Ajeng's eyes. This makes the dog even more uncomfortable. Ajeng turned his gaze away from Bimo. But the unexpected actually makes Ajeng even more shocked.

“Mmmm..... Bim?” Ajeng gasped as the man pressed his lips together.

“I knowingly did this. I will never regret to do this (I won't regret doing this).”

Between believing and not believing, Ajeng was quite shocked to hear Bimo's sentence. The man who had comforted her in her heartbreak was giving her warmth. He gently smeared his lips. Infiltrating and m3r3m4s-r3m4s ear. Bimo's tongue began to dance playing his tongue which was still stiff because of the shock of getting the treatment. He kept m3lum4t.. me3lum4t. and sucked a deep sip and stomped the part that began to stiffen into the intimate center of the woman.

Ajeng was quite afraid to face the mounting male passion. He has no experience kissing. But the man's stuff was getting bigger and bigger, wriggling her intimate push.

Bimo was increasingly unable to control himself. He kept the m3lum4t, locked the lips of the woman, made Ajeng quench.

“I knowingly did this, Ajeng. Don'tbeafraid. I just want to kiss you, will not be more than that,” his sigh is also panting while letting Ajeng take a deep breath.

“But we—”

“Should I say I love you?”

Without hearing Ajeng's words again, Bimo began to continue the kiss which he thought was unresolved. He continued to kiss. and stomping the sensitive part of Ajeng made Ajeng's body tremble even more.

The longer, the more Bimo realized that Ajeng did not fight. Bimo also felt Ajeng tongue began to dance playing with his tongue.

Bimo's thoughts began to drift, he remembered the advice of his personal doctor. The results of the therapy should be tried. Must be tried to find out the results of the efforts of the treatment so far.

“Ajeng, can—aku do it?”

This question makes Ajeng's body more heated. He knows what the question means. The man who was overlapping him right now wanted his body. But isn't that too soon?

“Em, but it's really cold. I will not be strong to be naked,” tried to negotiate because honestly Ajeng is still afraid to do so.

But Bimo's passion is currently peaking. In addition to the woman under her confinement at this time is indeed beautiful, Bimo has also not done it for a long time. He felt like he was licking his saliva because he initially said he wanted to kiss. But as the longer the more obeyed, his passion increased.

Without further permission, Bimo started rolling Ajeng's t-shirt up to his chest. His hands began to palpate backwards and look for a hook to release.

“Bim? Do not... cold..” The more shivering holds the sense between cold and restless.

Bimo starts to pull the blanket and hide behind the blanket to launch a desire that can not be dammed. Both of his hands began to squeeze out the chewy part he had seen before.

Ajeng's mind grew increasingly chaotic as he felt Bimo's lips begin to swallow his d4d4 shoots in turn. The man continued to play with his tongue and hands making Ajeng's body flutter.

“Ah Bim... eh..” Ajeng grew increasingly wriggling as he felt Bimo sipping deeply into one of his d4d4s.

Bimo couldn't stand playing under the covers. He began to pull the blanket away making Ajeng shocked and crossed his arms.

“Bim, not now. I—” his voice stopped when he saw Bimo starting to bare chest.

“Love you Ajeng..” Ajeng is increasingly made sculpting to hear the sentence just now.

Bimo began to remove Ajeng shirt that is still stuck in the chest. His gaze increasingly made the pus4r Ajeng part tickle. The hand began to enclose the hanging part and shook slowly. Bimo again licks. m3r3m4s r3m4s and sips until the shoots are rounded because of the rangs4ngan that continues to be given.

“Mmp... Hah..” Ajeng started squeezing Bimo's shoulder. The two Bimo fingers began to creep into his intimacy. Because of a strange taste that he had never felt, Ajeng flanked his two thighs.

“Let me do it, Ajeng. I will do it slowly..” (I will do it slowly)

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Seriate…

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