The memory I want to share with you is related to my adolescence
I am the same age as Fahima, a public girl, and we have been together since we were children.
It was like everyone was saying that these two are getting married from the end. In short, we were slowly growing up. Fahimeh had her breasts turned.
God bless my grandfather had a garden in the villages around Mashhad. They also lived there. Cows, sheep, a garden, a pool, and so on. These things made every person drunk. Now that I am 30 years old, every time I go there, the memory of those days comes alive to me.
At the beginning of the summer, all the children forced our father to take us to the village until the summer. Fahimeh and I were on the same foot. That summer, I went earlier. The day passed and the elders left the city and left us there to help my grandfather, because he was sick and could not do everything.
It took a few days for Fahimeh to open Rome. Sometimes I joked that your breasts were bigger than Bibi. She laughed. We were in the garden when we saw that my grandfather had a big bull. We were looking for entertainment. We went to see what happened. Dad tied that cow and went. Lezgi water comes, then he opened the bull, the cow went, who smelled that one, Yahoo got drunk, Baba argued with us, what are you looking at?
We went and stealthily came back again and saw that the big cow had skewered and jumped on it.
My eyes were falling when the public girl said what a red doodle she had.
I do not know where you are from, but we say that when the cows are slaughtering each other, they are barking.
From that day on, I felt bad in the floor, I used every opportunity to touch and shake Fahimeh, but I could not get close to her much because she was my sister. My nerves were sore until I gave the June transcripts and it turned out that my sister was both renewed and we had to go to the city for a new class.
In short, they left and I stayed and Fahima Joon ate it
Every time we were alone, I would touch his chest and hit him in the back, which was like jelly. I knew he would not say anything to anyone. But we were playing tricks until midnight. One night I secretly told her what the cow was doing. She blushed. I told her not to be embarrassed. I know what she said in her mind.
I was heavy with him for a few days until he came and said, "Mojtaba, come and eat." I said, "If I come to Bibi Negi, I will eat.
When I was about to go to sleep, he came behind me and said, "Mojtaba Joon, I'm still forced to go. I'm forced to go. I'm going to sleep." Mitrkid Hey, I was standing up to him, he said, "Why, why are you twisting yourself?" I said, "No, I have a snake."
Fahimeh came to me and said, "Please, do not touch your finger." I said, "Okay." He took my hand. Kir, you were embarrassed, tell Kir, I said, then you should touch my cream, he said, I hate it, I said, God's cake and….
He said, "Okay, I just took one hand and put it on my cream. I calmed down." He said, "How thick is this?" No, this's water, Mardas, when Kirshan Bamali or Baknant comes out, then he said, "Pashoo, go and wash yourself. You did a very dirty job."
From that night on, I felt that my wife, Fahimeh, had a special method of zeal. He was half-aroused, I threw him out, his mouth was left open, he had never seen him before, he came forward, took his hand, said what a beautiful white woman with a red and well-cut head, I said it was my turn to see yours, he said no and ran to the house in front of me I caught him on the bed and because Zors could not reach me, I took off his pants with one movement. He did not resist. He also liked her.
Bibi Amad said, "Where are you guys? I brought cherries to eat." He was upset. Sashk is almost the size of a pigeon with beautiful colors on its feathers. Its sound comes. I looked to find it.
I thought for a moment, I said, provided you eat the worm, then I should put it in the county. She was cute. I ate and saw that I was coming. I did not say anything until my mother sprinkled it in my mouth. I forgot everything. I grabbed my thick cock. I'm very happy, I will never forget him, from then until the end of the summer, I used to feed Fahima every day, I also gave that chicken to Fahima, he domesticated it, Fahima was tamed by me, so that until he saw himself, the situation was white, he clung to me
Fahimeh has been married for 15 years and has 2 children.
I hope you like it, your little one Mojtaba from Mashhad
