Have you ever started to analyze the difference of having sexual relations and making love. It had never occurred to me,

Have you ever started to analyze the difference of having sexual relations and making love. It had never occurred to me, it seemed the same to me, synonym, misused verb. Sometimes I just thought, why make love? How ridiculous, right? how to make a feeling. Because love does not stop being a feeling So, those who don't know how until recently I didn't know I, they would say feelings cannot be made, they can be felt. And yes, in theory or grammatically it is like that, but.... And let's agree that we also have relationships, taking it out of the dictionary is to relate, get together, get to know each other, etc. with another individual in the same species, or not, so it's not very clear either, but well that's the way finer or poetic or drinkable to say copulate.- Now I can explain the difference to you according to my body and soul, after several years of experimenting.- Having sexual relations or sex or ..... is something mathematical, It is something superficial, it is a satisfaction of the organism, it is feeling the need that the body demands. It is something automaton, the man moving to look like a winner, one of those males, who knows how to satisfy a woman. The satiating hunger for lust, not being able to kill the impulse, never saying no to avoid passing homosexual, the hunger of the beast that is inside.- That as a man, by nature, by defiance before others men, competing who else.- And in women, the sum of experiences, the way of being submissive, and never being able to say no, the lack of information about sex, the eternal taboo, not informing ourselves how to really enjoy and believing that because we know For a new person, having relationships will help us get to know each other more. Completely ridiculous, that takes us further away from knowing what is really feel, and if when we do it it is really love or need satisfy any lust.- This in a few words is having relationships, a conjunction of two people in bed, to satisfy their sexual needs, but love, beautiful feeling, that brings out sighs, cold chills, heat, and even storms, it's not like that, it's more or less like that.- Making love, I understood it at 40 years old, I understood it, more than understand it I felt it. Let's begin, Approaching the loved one is the beginning of breathing it, not being able to avoid it, the desire to smell it, that man's perfume in this case, that man, mine, the one who lights me up with his gaze, who with the fire of His eyes make me blush, I can't avoid his gaze because the compass takes me to focus my pupils on him. That desire to reach out and touch it as if It was the first time, to close your eyes and be the same, to see him still, that his hands touching me make me tremble, and immediately a sublime sigh ends in a cosmic orgasm, which is insatiable, and endless, those hands run through my body, inch by inch, and I can't stop, it's like a vice, where I I see or where he is I want to touch him, and for him to do it too. When you really love, there is no schedule to feel, there is no tiredness, no problems or nerves or stress, I believe or am sure that all Illnesses are cured or at least forgotten when you are copulating with your love. There is no place, no time, no day, I have managed to do it in the most unusual places, desk, bed, floor, mat, corner, kitchen, truck, bathroom, alone or with people working around us, with the prior care not to make a sound, but what an adrenaline rush, sir, when one knows that we are not alone, that around us there is the danger of being heard or They have a feeling, that excites me more. Or like when I'm working on my computer, and he comes closer, and begins to kiss me sweetly on the neck, or lick my ear, and I I want to respond to his caresses, and he doesn't let me, he orders me to continue working, while he continues with his hands sliding them over my body, rubbing my bust, taking it with his strong fingers, fingers that run all over my skin, electrifying it, and as I try to carry out my work the chill increases As I imagine what is going to happen, yes, I arrive, I arrive, to the deepest place, Where he excites me the most, he starts with soft touches, friction, all with his hand. As he forces me to work, my body instantly stretches. it accommodates, it stretches, and each caress is a sensation of pleasure, heat, yes heat It is what my whole body emanates, and more and more and until reaching penetration vaginal just with his fingers, and the pleasure is infinite and I need to kiss him, and He doesn't let me and that excites me more, it's as if they forced me, and long live the obligation. Or like when he goes to the bathroom and I hear that he is washing his hands. hands went in, and I forced him to stay still against the wall, I tied his hands with the towel on the towel rack, and it is at my disposal, outside, workers working, Inside the bathroom I command, and I begin to breathe first through his ear, and I run my tongue over his body while I unbutton his shirt, and I get to the belt which I loosen with my hands, the closure?, with my mouth, and it seems that Excited, because he begins to sigh, when he reaches the member, he begins to lick his tongue. as if it were ice cream, and then between puffs and caresses with my hands, its heat rises, and rises, he asks me to please continue, we are both in ecstasy, and We have to bite ourselves to not scream, because there are people outside, I continued, continued, and It comes, it comes, that moment of happiness and lust, just an endless sigh It is the reaction of the two, and the look that is illuminated, and contained, we leave laughing like two boys, at the madness committed. That's why, friend, today I know what it means to make love is to give and receive. without planning, without recriminating, without arguing, without questioning. It's enjoying, where, how and when I don't know, I do it all As many times a day as I feel like it, ehhhhhhhh you will say, and yes, if there are two, two, if there are three, three, there is no place or excuse to do it, that is what I makes you feel alive.