Hello, this story that I am writing is completely true. I am Amir Ali, XNUMX years old. From the age I felt I needed sex, I liked my permanent daughter strangely. We were their blood when he came out. He had become a woman. After a year, he had grown up and his body was wonderful. He was wearing a black coat with glass socks and snow-white jeans. He changed, put on a white shirt, and came to the dinner table. We had a little joke. After dinner, he went to help his mother. I started to see sexy messages, he likes it, I sent him some super movies to see if he was interested. I said, "Mahsa, you can hurt me." I was on the floor until one day, he announced that he wanted to come to Tehran for an exam one day. We will go there if my uncle and his wife do not stay for one or two more days. I would like to take Mahsaro. Let 's go out for a few days. In short, everything was fine. My heart was pounding, Mahsa, and I was the only one who was perfect. After the family left, I hugged her as soon as I could. He was wearing a green phosphorescent bra. I was boredIt was like a hazelnut stone. It was really white. I told him to spit or my love oil. He said no, if it is possible, apply a little oil. I said, "My love, I can take my back and bring it to my eyelids." He came to me and said, "I'm going to die. I want to go again. I love you very much. Please hug me." His words lifted my back. I did not have sex with my permanent daughter anymore, but I still think that at that time it was up to our blood. We did not have a chance.
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Date: August 23, 2018
