Intelligent conversation

When the sun finally ended and we stopped kissing Faysal asked me what my favourite Hadith or sure are in the Quran was.  He had his hand on my side as if he was going to move towards my womanhood. I told him what my favourite server is her and that my favourite what my favourite Hadith were that I followed.  He was telling me his favourite verses and hadiths and but he was being very flirtatious about it as if he was trying to get inside me again. I told him if he was wanting to be with me in the desert it didn't matter.... it was our special day.   

He spread my legs and went to undo his pants and he came inside me. We kissed while he frosted inside me I can feel him come inside me. The lovemaking was orgasmic I couldn't handle the pleasure anymore I screamed with pleasure. Long gone was  the Shy one night stand.  I was going to tell him that I love them he put his finger on my lips and kiss both the finger in my lips as he going in and out of me.   I was more worried about other people hearing me scream with pleasure or a sandstorm but Faysel said that he wasn't worried about that he just wanted to be with me in the moment. I was practically crying at this time with joy that I was his wife and queen and I was kind of sneaky and fun to runoff together instead of having a royal ceremony.

After our intense lovemaking we ended up walking back to the tent to sleep oh for the night, this was almost like Lawrence of Arabia. Romantic and exotic. That night we fell asleep in our arms each other's arms I mean and I thought I was going to have a good dream but then something happened in my mind the screwed everything up that night.

I had a dream of this woman named Ingrid who tortured her children to death because they were not fighting a jihad, They were just being children and I didn't want to be child soldiers.   The end of the dream they were being tortured to death in their mothers basement being forced to recite the Quran when they were in severe pain and then they were slaughtered like pigs.   I woke up screaming because I have known this woman and these kids in the reserve Ingrid was a half dog half native Muslim "Muslim I should say and she was more into having children and abusing them in the name of theAllah if they didn't comply.  I didn't know what she was capable of at the time because I was only 17 one or two small children went missing in her basement this was one of the many nightmares and flashbacks I have And dramas that I have experienced as your head seeing them after their deaths they were it was a gory side and I couldn't believe what I saw.   When I told Faysal about this he will shop there a woman could hurt her children in the name of God. He thought the jihad was more about the inner soul struggle instead of fighting physically. As he was listening to this horrible story I cried.  I said I should've done something I should've called the police. All the reserve people. About this woman.

Faysal said that he was worried about me when I was screaming he wiped her tears off my cheek and then kiss me tenderly on the labs and then went deep into my mouth. And we made out he told me everything will be OK though I was the one in the jinn Trying to test me and my will and my devotion to Allah.  

I told him yes they were demons but they were actual physical demons that I had to deal with as someone under the age of 18 at the time this was before my mother and father found out I was Muslim day when my mom and dad found out that I was Muslim they kicked me out because of this Ingrid woman, That what they did to me wasn't wrong.   I sobbed for that whole night in his arms he kissed my ear nibbled my ear lobe.  He whispered in my years that he excepted me for all my faults and didn't charge me for it was models and that he was not in the place of judging people innocent people that is. I told him that was so sweet of him that I wanted to make love to him again. He took me from behind stood me up as he nibbled at me ear.

Such a sweet and beautiful young lady I'm glad you are my queen and not my love slave I am glad we are married my love Allah has willed us to be with each other.

I told him that God help me find him through religion and random meeting I told him that it was the fluke or a coincidence that this is also the will of God.

I am so glad that you agree with me my love He said as he kissed my neck and collarbone and shoulder. As he thrusts more into me I held his head to my neck as he made love to my neck as well as his mouth.  We were careful not to wake up the others that were in the tent.  

He said a low quiet whisper I love thee.