My name is Maira

- Sunday in solo -

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Dimas woke me up at about six in the morning, because papa seno invited us to exercise and breakfast in the solo square.

I never woke up this early on vacation.

With my eyes still sleepy, I dragged my feet down.

Looking at me who looked very sleepy, papa seno gave me chocolate to relieve drowsiness.

The four of us then went to the square with papa seno as the driver.

Arriving at the square, we run until seven in the morning, then breakfast.

At breakfast papa seno talked about many things, even talking about solo sultanate.

Mami and dimas who have often heard it look bored, I remain papa seno audience, who are still interested to pay attention to the story.

Papa Seno then took us home, when the sun was high enough, about eight in the morning.

Arriving home, mami mita immediately get ready to leave for the store.

Papa Seno will also join mom to go to the store.

The aunt who worked at home dimas also went straight home as soon as she finished ironing, washing and cleaning the house.

Stay by myself and be at home.

I was planning to go back to sleep after taking a shower, but my plan didn't go smoothly, because dimas went into the room and disturbed me, as soon as I finished the bath.

"It's still sleepy to be put on" I said spoiled, as she kissed me to wake up.

"Emang if the holiday at home wake up at the clock brapa anyway", asked dimas.

"Obviously it's not six in the morning" I replied, pulling back the blanket.

Dimas then turned on the television and hugged me.

He said he would let me sleep, but how could I sleep if the sound of the broadcast disturbed me enough.

"We walk at two" said dimas to me.

"Where are you going" I asked dimas.

"Meeting High School in Manahan for a while, then we go straight to Jogja", dimas replied, stroking my hair.

"Yesterday he said he wanted to go around the city solo in front of mami", I asked.

"Manahan is also in solo", replied dimas cuek.

I didn't ask any more questions and went back to watching cartoons on tv with dimas.

Both with dimas, it was like I was standing next to an electric pole when it was raining.

I can be electrocuted by dimas's electricity at any time.

So is this Sunday morning, dimas who initially just hugged me, and I hope that this morning will be a relaxing morning for me.

It turned out that dimas made my morning, a morning full of names in every breath I took.

Dimas started by kissing my lips, gently, but the tenderness slowly dissipated.

I felt like I was eating my lips.

Not until there, the dimas hand also began to explore and touch every corner of my body.

Dimas started squeezing my breasts, dimas didn't want to give up on arousing me.

She lowered her face to my chest, then began to kiss and play with my breasts, even though my pajamas were still attached.

Dimas looked at me with wild strokes in his eyes, and started unbuttoning my pajamas.

A second later she directly touched my breasts with her lips.

Simultaneously, the dimas hand slowly moved down and went behind my pants.

Dimas again touched the gap between my legs.

This was the first time dimas touched and played with that part again, after such a long time.

The last time we were in Semarang, dimas touched me that deep.

With the stimulation given, I could only moan, then I began to scream out loud as I sensed an overwhelming urge from the bottom of mine.

I tried to pull the dimas hand from him, but dimas didn't plan to let his hand slide.

I begged dimas to stop, but dimas didn't listen to me.

He even started to increase the stimulation speed of his hands.

Before long I felt a stream flowing from the bottom of mine.

I can feel my underwear getting damp.

Dimas then finished the game, then he hugged me and kissed me on the cheek, while I was still struggling to breathe.

I felt weak and tired, I finally fell asleep in the arms of dimas.

When I woke up, I could feel my body feeling light and fresh.

I opened my eyes, and I saw the window curtain closed.

The room was also very dark when I opened my eyes, then I turned around and I saw him next to me, he was playing his phone in a half-sitting position.

I then wrapped my arms around the waist of the dimas.

Dimas rubbed my head, he put his phone on the sofa, and hugged me back.

"Wake up", dimas asked, I just nodded.

"Where's the sleep, how good it is" asked dimas again.

I didn't answer and just hugged dimas tightly.

Dimas then got out of bed, and opened the window curtain.

I pulled out a blanket to cover my face.

Dimas then jumped onto the bed and opened the blanket that covered my face.

Dimas kissed my cheek and pulled my hand to sit down.

"It's three o'clock" said dimas.

"We go to Manahan for a while, yes, I know you to my friend from High School, then we go back to Jogja" said dimas.

I said dimas, and got out of bed, then went to the bathroom to clean up.

As soon as I finished taking a shower and prepared, I went straight downstairs.

Dimas was waiting for me while sitting at the dining table.

"Eat first yes", pinta dias to me.

"Why dimas doesn't wake me up", I asked dimas, after I sat down at the dinner table.

"I want to, but I can't, because you sleep like a baby, so I don't have the heart to wake up" said dimas.

I just returned the words with a smile.

At the dining table there is already a very tempting roasted chicken, equipped with vegetables and chili.

"Dimas doesn't eat" I asked dimas who was sitting next to me.

"Udah was fitting you were sleeping" dimas replied.

Dimas then supported his head with his hand, he then settled me down, and continued to look at me as long as I ate, without making any sound.

As soon as I finished eating, I washed my dirty dishes.

I could feel it on my back, as it stared at me endlessly, even as I washed the dishes.

"Why" I asked dimas, as I sat back at the dinner table.

Dimas then buried his face in his hand.

I then kissed dimas cheek.

"Like not my touch earlier", asked dimas to me, while looking at me with twinkle in his eyes.

I nodded then kissed dimas' lips.

we set off right away after sharing a kiss at the dinner table for quite a while.

The distance to the house dimas very close, less than ten minutes, we have arrived.

There was a seat under the tent, located not far from the manahan stadium, where two friends were waiting for us.

They waved at us as soon as they saw the motorbike parked.

Dimas introduced his friend named helda and raka to me.

Helda and Raka are also lovers.

We then eat ice cream, while I hear them tell us about their mischief in High School.

They also told me a little bit about dimas's exclusion in High School.

Too bad, dimas asked me to go home when the time was five in the afternoon.

Time goes by very quickly, when we spend it with people who are very pleasant.

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