My Personal Tour Guide
Lobster Life (21+)

It did not take long, finally now Bimo and Ajeng husband and wife have arrived at the Island of the Gods, Bali.

“Send a message to whom, baby?” bimo asked a little glance at Ajeng's phone. His view is also divided looking for a car driver from the hotel he will occupy.

“This, mas.. I sent a message to Sasa. Not saying that we have arrived in Bali,” Ajeng replied while focusing on typing on the phone screen. Without looking at the front, right, and left direction, Ajeng continued to walk because Bimo's hand was on his waist to direct.

Moments later, as they were walking towards the airport exit, someone came up to him.

“Good Evening! Are you Mr. Bimo and Madam Ajeng?” ask the person while showing him the sign he was carrying.

“Yeah. I am Bimo and this is my wife, Ajeng,” Bimo replied with her friendly attitude. It was clear the person in front of him was the driver of the hotel that would be occupied, because there was a name both listed on the signboard he carried. Includes photos of Bimo and Ajeng. Bimo and Ajeng also greeted the person without feeling awkward.

“Ow... can speak Indonesian apparently... About Swastiastu... Welcome to Bali,” he said by uniting his two hands in front of da da. “Let me help bring the suitcases.”

Lots of info about Bali conveyed by the driver. Bimo and Ajeng were busy listening while reading the magazine provided in the car.

“We are almost at Alila Ubud Resort. Hopefully Mr. Bimo same madam at home stay with us,” said the driver when the car he was riding almost entered the resort gate.

The classic and fragrant nuances of freshness brought by the trees around were so welcoming to the couple. The quick check-in process makes Bimo and Ajeng have now arrived at the villa he chose.

“Nice rooms... Beautiful,” praise Ajeng while looking at every corner of the room.

Ajeng's movements that always attract Bimo's attention make him hug Ajeng from behind. The thing that makes him feel the most calm is to peek at the pi every inch of the nape and neck of his wife's level. The fragrant blend of vanilla and sandalwood aroma is warm, more soothing to his heart when he feels tired.

“You're not tired, are you?” bimo asked while slowly turning Ajeng's body to be hugged from the front. His lips continued down every inch of his wife's neck.

Bimo's old language that can be read Ajeng makes the feathers began to stand up. Ajeng held both of Bimo's arms while letting her husband's lips wander.

“Mandi first yuk... It was late afternoon too. Yes Yes Yes it was postponed first,” said Ajeng while occasionally mende legitimately enjoy the rang sangan given her husband.

Bimo was given an idea by his wife. Because for him, want to be in bed or even in the bathroom, he can enjoy the warmth of the peak of nirvana when with Ajeng.

“Let's go... We start from the bathroom,” said Bimo while swinging his hand in his wife's trunk.

Pendampun place is no less romantic as has srat gai rah Bimo which is peaking. Sprinkles of flowers are so full in the bathup, making Ajeng mouth gaping. The heart of the woman who is not happy always gets small surprises from her husband.

They also enjoy a warm water soak with fragrances sprinkling flowers in the bathup.

“Mas Bimo..” greet Ajeng when barsandar in da da da her husband. “Makasih ya already want to take me to Bali. The villas are good,” said Ajeng while rubbing – swabs both paahaa her husband in the water.

“Everything for you, baby,” Bimo continued while playing on both pieces of Ajeng's kennyall. “Can I do it now?” bimo asked while directing Ajeng's body to be flipped in front of him.

Ajeng who already understood what she wanted her husband also began to help her husband by directing his. But strangely Ajeng felt the movements of Bimo's fingers actually blocked.

“Why, mas?” tanya Ajeng was confused.

“Wait a moment, baby. There is a crown of flowers that stick in anuuku,” said Bimo made Ajeng chuckle small.

“Hihi.... Want me to help you? Which is it?” tanya Ajeng while biting her lower lip restrained her smile. Her hand fingered – palpable on the trunk belonging to her husband.

“Already lost,” replied Bimo while smiling thinly. His hands began to push the waistull and pan Ajeng tat to get closer to hers.

“Aghh..... Mmpphhh...” de sah Ajeng after hers was entered by the oval.

“You are above. You direct how deep you want,” whispered Bimo rubbed Ajeng's back.

A few minutes they were silent to each other feeling the turmoil that was igniting the heat. Bimo was speechless enjoying Ajeng's efforts stomping into his own.

“Mas...em, slick his bathup,” Ajeng said slowly after a few minutes.

Bimo immediately carried his wife's buh to the bed. He was not satisfied with the rhythm that Ajeng played.

As usual if you have dealt with ran jang, Bimo will master the game. Tu buh Ajeng who did not dress anything is now being dikkmati her husband.

The walls of the room and the air that passed through the middle witnessed the hot event that was burning on the bed Bimo and Ajeng at this time. The body of the two who had been clean after soaking, now felt sticky because of the sweat after the many blows that Bimo launched.

“Love you too, my husband,” Ajeng reply made Bimo smile. “I laper..” said Ajeng. Bimo pulled out a few hairs that covered his wife's face.

“Let's go to Kedonganan, your favorite place. You can eat seafood as much as possible on the beach there,” said Bimo with a thin smile.

“But this is Ubud, mas. Not far away Kedonganan Jimbaran loh same Ubud,” continued Ajeng.

“Do not worry. Ga pa pa. The important thing is that you are the same as our prospective children to eat seafood there. Fear later drool netes – netes if ga deliver. Hehee,” joked Bimo makes Ajeng smile.

“Ngeces you mean? Heheheee,” Ajeng continued while pulling Bimo's hair.

“Yeah... Let the daddy aja who ngeces ngeliatin mommynya if he does not wear clothes, hihii.” god Bimo increasingly make the cheeks Ajeng warm.

“Ya already yuk... We are ready to go there,” said Ajeng.

The two soon dressed up in casual clothes to enjoy a seaside dinner.

Still with the same driver, Bimo and Ajeng were escorted to Kedonganan Jimbaran for dinner. They look fresher after bathing and include doing their regular activities.

After arriving at the designated place, Bimo chose to invite Ajeng to sit at a table near the beach.

“Bau... Hmmm nyumi...!” say Ajeng. His appetite seems to be spending a lot of seafood.

Bimo was very happy to see Ajeng ravenously eating dishes at his dining table.

“You want another lobster?” ask Bimo after a while.

“Iya... if you want to be ordered again..” Ajeng replied a little spoiled. Whether because of the baby or because it is hungry, Ajeng has spent a lot of lobsters.

Once a serving of grilled lobster comes along, it doesn't take long for Ajeng to finish the meal.

“Still want to add more?” bimo asked as he rubbed the corner of Ajeng's lips with a tissue.

“Mau... But not lobster,” Ajeng replied with a shy smile.

“Emmm...? If not lobster, what else do you want to eat? Let me orderin,” ask Bimo.

“Em... I want your lobster..” Ajeng replied, making Bimo squint both eyebrows. “I don't know why... I think I need it now,” explained Ajeng while squeezing the fingers of her husband's hand.

Bimo, who usually had to raise Ajeng's spirit, now had to prepare to face his wife who was rising first.

“Let's go back to Villa Ubud, let us be comfortable if in the room,” invite Bimo who then prepare to stand from his seat.

“I want it now, mas. I had to go back to the villa. One and a half hours drive, belom again if stuck,” Ajeng continued while brushing his long hair. Bimo had no power to hold a smile on his lips. With just such a sentence alone, hers had now also awakened.

“Ya... We're looking for small villa-villos around here. You want to..?” tanya Bimo rubbed Ajeng's cheeks. He calmed his wife who was already on the edge of the horn.

Finally after a few minutes of walking around the area, Bimo invited Ajeng to enter one of the inns. Small, yet comfortable enough to shed the already creeping ha srat on top of the head.

Once inside the room, without saying a word, Ajeng immediately landed his lips to sweep Bimo's lips. I don't know why her hands were so good at taking off her husband's clothes and pants.

“I'm yours... I am yours..” said Bimo after he was made to bed.

Ajeng's hand soon encapsulates the living lobster that is straining it. His tongue is squishy and sap enjoying the oval that has become his property.

“Arggghhh.... Yeah..... I like it baby,” de sah Bimo while rubbing Ajeng head hair.

Ajeng was surprised by himself who could not control his jaw. But this unplanned thing was actually enjoyed by Bimo. Bimo immediately reversed his wife's position for him to control. 

“Aghhh... mas...” Ajeng mele nguh a little deep after hers was hit by the owner of the cage.

“You have gotten wet just by sweeping my sap,” whispered Bimo slowly. “Prepare, baby,” de legitimately by looking at both Ajeng eyeballs.

*****

Seriate...

*****