My Personal Tour Guide
Not Fair (21+)

Bimo stared at Ajeng's change of face. His curiosity began to appear wanting to know who the caller was.

"Who, Jeng?" ask Bimo by reaching for Ajeng's phone. Just now the phone he held, the vibration in the phone began again.

Ajeng who saw Bimo's finger almost swiped the screen to receive the call, immediately snatched his phone. But Bimo's hand moved faster by keeping the phone away from Ajeng.

"Not to be lifted, Bim! It just doesn't matter" Ajeng said, looking into Bimo's eyes. He assured me that the call was not important.

"If it doesn't matter, why did he call at this hour? If it's here at 2 am it means it's there at 12 pm."

Bimo started to stand up to receive the call. He did not let Ajeng approach him while receiving the call.

"Hallo?" Sapa Bimo with her serious face looked into Ajeng's eyes. His voice turned more fierce and fierce to respond to the caller. "Who is this?"

Gery who is currently in the Maldives is quite confused to find the voice of the person he calls is not the voice of Ajeng.

"Ajengs? This is Ajeng's number, right?... It's me Gery."

Bimo started to sigh. The man's voice made his eyes grow increasingly dodgy looking at Ajeng.

"What do you want to find Ajeng?" ask Bimo. "If it is not important do not need to call Ajeng," said Bimo. His hand continued to dispel the body of Ajeng who wanted to approach him.

"Are you ready for Ajeng? Give the phone to Ajeng. I want to talk to Ajeng, "gery's request doesn't want to hear Bimo's reprimand.

"I'm Ajeng's future husband. If you call midnight just to annoy people's future wives, you better break your intentions" said Bimo.

Bimo chose to disconnect the call. The number that Gery used to call was also blocked.

Bugs!

The phone was thrown by Bimo into the bed. His hands ruffled his waist while looking at the phone he had just thrown.

"Did that guy ever send a message after you broke up (broke up)?" bimo asked in a dislike tone.

"Never, Bim. I also don't know where he got my number from," Ajeng replied honestly. He suspects one of his friends who is still working at his old company has given his new number to Gery.

"I want you to change the number tomorrow. Ex boyfriend (former guy) you will definitely contact you again if you do not change the number," pinta Bimo. He started hugging Ajeng's body and clucking Ajeng's forehead.

"But many of my friends know my number, Bim. Besides I also do not ask you to change the number even though I know Jesslyn pretentiously wants to decetin you," continued Ajeng by looking up at Bimo's eyes.

Bimo smiled faintly looking at Ajeng's face. He is quite anxious because it seems Ajeng compared Gery's case to Jesslyn's. Because of his anxiety, Bimo's hand began to mere mas pan tat Ajeng and pushed until the da da fruit was mopping and pressing to da danya.

"But this is different typical, Ajeng. I'm sure the guy just wants to seduce you and disrupt our relationship. I already know that. Maybe he's sorry he ever hurt you. If it's like this, do you want to turn it back on him?" bimo asked still with a hand that gripped bo kong to the nyal.

"That's impossible, Bim. Am I crazy to want to turn Gery around again?" Ajeng became upset at feeling himself being accused.

Why would I want an eggplant nuker with a small banana? Inner Ajeng further throttled his lips.

Bimo was again anxious to see Ajeng's facial expression. The manyun's lips made him want to devour immediately. But he tried to suppress his ha srat because he wanted to enjoy Ajeng's anger.

"Hiiihhhh...!" Awaik back mere mas hard pan tat Bimo because the man still continues to silence him. He did not like to see the look in Bimo's eyes that kept glaring at him.

Bimo who had been holding his mouth from earlier wanted to laugh, could no longer hold it.

"Haha! Why are you squeezing my tat pan? Do you like this pan tatku?" Tempta Bimo while leading Ajeng to the bed.

"I'm going to sleep, Bim. Again do not want you to disturb," said Ajeng who is now sitting on the edge of the bed. "Some of that was already in the minibus," said Ajeng by holding Bimo's arm to dispel. The man was holding his pants to pull.

"Still craving?" ask Bimo. "And I should be the one who snags because you were called by your ex boyfriend. Don't you regret having this relationship with me?"

Ajeng began to furrow his brows again. He began to suspect that Bimo might be thinking about fertility issues. The lover was once made disappointed until abandoned because of the problem.

“Why should I regret...? If I thought... You're kind... More—handsome... Continues to... Em what yes..” Ajeng's eyeballs began to spin looking for a word to praise Bimo. That faint smile on his lips made Bimo smile as well.

“What else? What about the business on the bed? More good where?” Bimo Goda. He began to crawl leading Ajeng to be more in the middle of the bed.

The thin smile on Ajeng's lips grew wider as Bimo got closer to him.

“You know I never did anything with Gery... Was ah! Don't look at me like I'm a gini!” Ajeng began to squeal by turning his head to the side. Tingling in the neck should be felt again because Bimo kissed again and me nye sap his neck. “Aw! Bim...?” Ajeng's body began to lie on the ground as Bimo's hand slipped into his shirt. The hand was mere mas and pushed one of Ajeng's chewy fruit. “Bim, you're not tired, are you? It's like this hour hlo... Soon the sun is nongol and we go to sleep,” said Ajeng. His neck wriggling – tickled feeling a sip of Bimo getting deeper.

“Emang you tired?” bimo asked while lowering his sleep. “Every time you play you just shut up. I'm the only one swaying,” said Bimo with a faint smile.

Ajeng began to bite his lower lip when he saw the male back up straight in Bimo's hand. His lover was as if showing off an oblong object ready to fight again. Ajeng eyeballs continue to follow every movement – Bimo hand gestures that are coke cok warming up.

“Bim, one time yes?” haggling Ajeng while opening pa access only. “I don't feel tired. But mine ached you've been breakthrough how many times all day earlier.” protest Ajeng. “Silent know you have to stir your fingers and continue to be bribed using eggplant,” said Ajeng.

Bimo who is ready to direct his own to the cage must stop because he heard the sentence said Ajeng. He laughed while pushing his head to Ajeng's neck. Ajeng also chuckled by clapping – epuk Bimo's back.

“Hahahaa! That big, huh?” bimo asked with a big smile. His lips continued to menge cupi Ajeng's lips which were under his confinement.

“Iya... Hihiii... Was ah! Don't keep laughing. I'm sleepy this heavy me,” continued Ajeng.

Finally Bimo again threw his own into the team's in. Bimo's eyes looked at Ajeng's facial expression as he urged – to push his to reach the deepest end. The crispy face made Bimo satisfied because he imagined how defeated Ajeng was to face bi ra hinya.

“Are you okay?” bimo asked starting to move his hips.

“He'mm... I love you,” Ajeng continued. He felt his own back to – dut dut because of the twisting and urgent movement Bimo was doing.

******* Ajeng began to sound when Bimo began to press strongly his own. Both shoots are played Bimo simultaneously with the movement me race.

“Ah... Mppm... Bim...”

“Have you done?” (It's over) asked Bimo to make Ajeng ashamed. “Now is my turn (now my turn),” said Bimo.

The atmosphere was getting hotter when Bimo turned off the main light and turned on the dimly lit sleeping lights. Early that day he made Ajeng a mistake. Moreover, the size of a large and sturdy bed makes Bimo give up all his energy at this time. Sweat all over the body further adds ga i rah game.

“Bim... No. Aghs... Aghh... I can't do it, Bim. Tired, my eyes are also sleepy,” said Ajeng by gripping Bimo's arm. Breath until decapitated – senggal due to beat more when compared to playing in the minibus. The whole body felt very painful because the oval object had been shaking for more than an hour.

“Argh... Argh... Argh..” The hip that was swaying with that fast rhythm was now slowly weakening as the entire seed spurted out. “You again?” Tempta Bimo by wiping the sweat on Ajeng's face. He's mengke cupi hot cheeks that.

“No. Huft... Enough..” The dog still manages his breath.

Bimo began to embrace Ajeng's body into his arms. He stretched out his hand so that Ajeng's head could he lay on his arm.

“Good night baby's. Love you,” Bimo said before closing his eyes. As long as he slept, his hands continued to hug Ajeng's body.

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Tired face with eyes that are still closed it makes Bimo want to continue to look at Ajeng's face. Although the clock has shown at 9 am, Ajeng still did not wake up from his sleep.

“I love you Ajeng,” Bimo cup cheek Ajeng.

After waiting for Ajeng who did not wake up, Bimo chose to stretch his body. He did some activity that morning while waiting for Ajeng to wake up.

“Good morning, can you please deliver breakfast to room 415? I want to order two English Breakfasts. And please find a new sim card. Yeah... What cards can be. Hm... Yeah... Thank you,” Bimo said on the phone in the room.

After a few minutes of waiting, finally what he ordered was delivered as well.

Bimo chose to take the food-stuffed trolly to his room. He did not allow room service employees into his room because Ajeng was still asleep naked.

“Mr. Bimo, this is your sim card. If anyone wants to be ordered again, just call room service. We are happy to serve. And Enjoy your breakfast. Have a good day, Mr. Bimo,” says room service employee.

“Thank you. Please put the bill in my room. Later when I check out I will pay the bill. Have a good day,” said Bimo. He took the sim card out of the employee's hand.

This morning Bimo accidentally ordered a sim card to replace Ajeng's sim card. He remained with his stance because he did not want Ajeng's ex-girlfriend to contact Ajeng again.

Shortly after the room service employee left, Ajeng began to open his eyes. He immediately grabbed a shirt to wear.

The door to the room connecting to the balcony was already open as he looked to the right. On the balcony Ajeng saw Bimo sitting in front of a table arranged with food.

“Bimo..” saya Ajeng.

“Hei... Good morning, baby,” hello Bimo back. He held his left hand asking to be hugged. “Where's your sleep? Yappy?” tanya Bimo continued to menge Ajeng's forehead and lips.

“H... Yeah,” Ajeng replied. His gaze began to be fixed on Bimo's other hand. “What are you doing with my phone, Bim?” tanya Ajeng started to sit in the front seat of Bimo.

“I change your sim card,” replied Bimo casually.

“Hloh? What are you doing, Bim? I don't want you to change my sim card..” Ajeng began to complain by grabbing his phone from Bimo's hand. “ Later if ibuk or mbak Desi call how?” ask Ajeng by checking his phone. Whatsapp numbers were replaced by Bimo. That upset Ajeng this morning.

“You can tell them..” Bimo continued by holding Ajeng's knee.

“How did the others go? I want you to change sim card so Jesslyn doesn't call you!” pinta Ajeng is still busy checking his phone.

“If my number is a business number, Ajeng... There is no way I can change,” explained Bimo by sharing his smile.

“This is not fair! Where's your phone? Let me block Jesslyn's number as well,” Ajeng said by handing over Bimo's phone.

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