As I awake to do the morning prayers, something about the love making helped me spiritually and emotionally, I decide to practice the five times of day prayer since I am blessed with the best woman. I have now a special clock to remind me to pray at certain times of the day. When I am done my prayer I hear Lisa moan "babe come back, to bed." I close my Quran and put it on its stand, the return to my beloved beauty. She started kissing my neck and ear, whispering sweet things will doing so.
" are we going to make love again," I say In a half giggle and moan. Trying to get to bed. But the love was too overwhelming and indicing to ignore. For someone who loss their parents I wanted as much love as possible, both physically and emotionally. I spread my legs and she then kisses me on the panties and takes them off, and then with her loving probing tounge I feel that psychedelic pleasure I felt last night. I roll my hips to her tounges rhythm. She kisses my womanhood even deeper making me moan and cry out "Lisa!" I stroke my hands through her hair as she gives me oral loving. It is soon that my essence flows and I here her licking and sucking the liquid essence. My back arches in a bridge as she eats me for breakfast lunch and dinner. I am awash of in tense pleasure I climax.
Oh Lisa
After she was done kissing my womanhood , she frisked me with her tounge all the way up to my mouth. As we kiss she messages my breasts though minuscule they were, and I was able to taste my own god even essence. Some people think that making out after oral sex is just wrong, but I think it's natural and normal as long as two people love each other.when the sun came up and it was time to have a proper breakfast I tell her that I want to sell my art and jewelry and to be the first female imam. I know sounds outrageous a woman, lesbian, a imam? But I think that was why I was put on this earth. Since the age of seventeen I have memorized the Quran and have my own take on it, instead spreading murder in the name of god and decide to the love of Islam to the world, the real Islam the sh*t the terrorists spread. But starting a small mosque for everyone was controversial and expensive. Would anyone take a tattooed pierced woman seriously. I will only have to find out and save money.
Lisa decides to tell he dream of being in Russia for travel, I thought the idea was romantic. We talk about our dreams and our kinks all morning. I tell her I like to be frisked, padded down like at airport security and kisses al over. She said that her kinks where like a billion bucks she has no kinks. After breakfast I sit on her lap facing her and we make out. I feel her up and that exotic sexiness comes out.
" tahria I love you," she says as I smother her face with kisses.
"I love you too, with all I have," I said back.
" I got to go to work," she says and I lift myself off her. I decide that I was going to work on a bracelet that I was going to sell, and the read my Quran for the rest of the day. The bracelet is of my favorite stitch, poyote stitch, not to be confused with the hallucinationsthat shamans use. After I do the finishing touches of the bracelet I take a photo it, then a photo of a recent painting that I finished and post them on marketplace on Facebook. This is how I make my living, and help with the bills. I took an ice coffee and read my Quran, I know I have a sh*t load of books but this is the one that gives me yasser or comfort in Arabic. I had an English and Arabic versions of the Quran. I read English first in the morning and the Arabic version in the afternoon. Then I prayed for the afternoon and then do my podcasts until my beloved comes back from work. When Lisa comes back I a jump much like her dog but unlike her dog I passionately kiss her. She drops me on the couch and we make out. I asked how her day at work was between kisses. She says that had a bad day and that ret*rd called her a hatefilled name. I am not doing to repeat the word because it insults woman in general. I said if I were her I you flipped him off. She laughter and said that she would lose her job.
That's what I hate about men is they have nothing better to do but be loud mouthed and gross.
"You loved me, tahria?" Lisa asks.
" more than my friends and family combined," I say.
There we undress each other on the couch and make love to eacother. As I kiss Lisa I finger her cl*t and nether regions. She takes hold of my breasts and massage them with her hand rub my bum with the other. We both tell each other that we want one another. This was just the beginning.