Hot Couple: Inspiration From God (I Love You, Ustadz!)
Have Fun!

Alright. It's time for us, a couple of newlyweds.

To please my husband, I'll open my clothes. With the style of a beach bikini, I also lay on the mattress: supine, with a sexy pose and as seductive as possible. Best anyway.

When Mas Ilham had reached the end of the pool and appeared to the surface, again the happy smile split his handsome face.

"Let's continue...!" I cried out loudly to him, making his passion instantly re-peaked. He quickly came out of the water from the end of the pool area and chose to walk quickly to get to me.

And now we are together, with the spirit of four five Mas Ilham bowed above me. "I hope no more ads pass by after this," he said. "What a torturous advertisement."

Ckck! Elementary....

"Mmm-hmm. But we don't need to discuss anything. Don't waste this precious time, do you? Because I'm already here. For you."

Mas Ilham nodded. "And according to agreement" he whispered. "Let's enjoy this love. Bismillah, Zahra. I love you."

Uuuuuh. And I will keep the agreement between us, that: whatever bitter and bitter feelings we feel in this moment, we have to endure them. Even though the sense of loss keeps on looming over me and undermines me from within, I must endure it. Whatever it is should not be disclosed and need not be discussed as we begin a new chapter in our domestic life. Being sincere may be difficult, still very difficult. But keep trying to accept the reality, that's what we have to do. Try, and work again. Mas Ilham said, if we are sincere, hopefully the Almighty will soon replace it. If not, then He wants us to be sincere. And it should be possible, even if it's very difficult for me.

"I love you too, Mom."

Those eyes sparkle. Then, with a sweet swipe from his lips, Mas Ilham slipped his hand into the back of my body, opened my bra hook and removed it from my body. And. she buried her face in my chest. Long enough, until I was a little awkward, what did he do? So enjoyed the affection between us for his longing for the warmth of this love romance?

Yep, maybe. It could be so.

After a while later, as he again raised his face and looked into my eyes, his hands slid downwards. He defended me, cradling until I was ready for the ultimate unification, the first since that day, two weeks ago....

"I miss you very much, Zahra," she said, speaking softly without diminishing the intensity of her eyes.

I nodded, I had an unspeakable answer - that, I missed him a lot too. The taste of kangen is as great as Mas Ilham felt.

No, kuralat, I mean-with nothing, but covered in blankets.

"Well, my virgin girl," he whispered, "hold your pain for me, Zahra."

Oh my God. This guy. He's so fucking crazy.

"I will endure my pain for you" I said in a whisper. "Come, please, take away my virginity. I can't even take it anymore."

But he's even broken. "Basic..my wacky wife," he ledek.

Hm....

"Me?"

"Shhh...."

"What?"

"Don't talk about anything anymore. Just enjoy this."

Uhh!

"Mas...," I wonder*.

Oh my God, this is the first time.

"How, Zahra?"