I gave up my Virginity, for the Sake of My Doctor's Degree

first night with dion

Finally my first night with Dion went well, that afternoon Dion teased me,

"Dear tonight so yes"

"Haaaaa baby, I can't wait"

Understandably, the two of us near Dion never touched me, let alone kissed me. In the room Dion asked me

"Darling you know what love is?” Dion stared softly and feeling full of love.

Dion held my hand and looked at me sharply. A cold sweat came out from Dion's forehead and he looked gerogi once.

naturally this happened because Dion had just touched my body this time, perhaps because of the nervousness that surrounded Dion until trembling touched my body. And Dion said to me.

“Love it's us. When I declare myself capable of marrying you, and you accept me this is what is called love. Is not the highest definition of love a marriage based on the effort to complete half the religion, when we marry because of God, then we have become love.”

Dion held my hand and before we got in touch she prayed first, I felt her sincere love, she appreciated me so much she never looked down on me even though I was not a virgin anymore.

"Honey with bismillah, may I begin this service"

"It's darling"

Dion began to unbutton my clothes one by one, pulsating with a fast how much he respected me, he defended me gently I felt his love, Dion took off my shirt and I saw his hands so trembling.

"Sorry, baby, I'm shaking"

"He loves my word"

Dion began fondling my twin mountains and stroking me gently, enjoying all these parts of my body, I felt so happy, his touch made me so calm.

Until he started caressing my cave and he said.

"He looked at my face with a loving gaze not just lust"

"Love this whole body from now on it's lawful for you"

He started putting in his cane, I felt a great favor, a pleasure I had never felt, maybe this time because I did so full of love and Dion never kissed me, he kissed my lips with his mess, started us both making love, channeling our love both. I feel the pleasure of the world, Dion is very smart in bed, makes me very tired, this bed is a witness to our love both. Until Dion and I started to get tired.

“Me and Dion define joy as love. Likes are based only on lust while love is based on spiritual lust. Is not one of the foundations of love glorify the person he loves, so what is it by making someone a lover a glory? No, that's a real humiliation. Is not courting closer to adultery, someone who has the heart to direct himself and others to something that has the potential to violate the provisions of God is not worthy of being called lovers. Unlike marriage, because love has become lust perfecting half religion, becoming a means of binding love.

Dion told me when we finished making love.

"Dear thank you for this affection, and thank you for this pleasure, I will take care of you forever until the end of my life"

"Love thank you you for accepting me for who I am"

We hugged each other again to express our love.

We are very grateful for the vibration we feel, because at that time the love between us began to grow and become bigger. There are mixed feelings that cannot be spoken with words, but can only be felt with the soul. Isn't that what should happen in love, not to be expressed but to be able to be transformed by the whole body into beautiful vibrations? Isn't marriage intended for worship, so adjustment after marriage Insha Allah is also worth worship.”

“What a pity, Dion's heart was racing. Shame actually says this, but I don't know at the same time with the heartbeat there are other vibrations that I can't define other than a sense of happiness.”

“That is what happens when man is able to sit down love properly, the beginning of love cannot be described with words, because it is real someone who is loved is owned as a household carib. If sitting love wrongly, the beginning of love is filled with wishful thinking. The courtship is a hallucination of the most dangerous, his mind imagines everything beautiful because it feels already have and termilki, in fact both have no marriage ties.”

“Thank you, Honey It seems like mosquitoes have disturbed our calm, how about we close the mosquito net. Let us translate love to each other through body language, without the need to be spoken through sentences but can feel warm.”

I smiled, after which we continued to sleep because of fatigue and I extinguished the room lights. I closed the mosquito net, time to enjoy the pounding of love in Dion's arms that I had always been obliterated through prayer. May we always be happy forever, and may Ari not destroy our happiness.

seriated