It happened to me and I tried a sexy movie to get the details as well
Do not forget as much as possible. That's why I wrote this story after a sexy period of almost 3 years,
Who saw the king here mostly from incest or infidelity
Writing to married men and women. I'm not saying I'm not a sexist myself, but you really have to do some things with your conscience
Make a good judgment. Oh until all these single girls and
Especially widows around us are nipples, why think of incest and betrayal or betrayal of others? I am Amir,
I am from one of the western provinces of Iran. Appearance and type
I wear ordinary and mostly neat and fashionable clothes, but I am also very interested in perfumes and colognes. It can almost be said that sex is the story of my athlete, but only
I play sports for my love and passion and Iran basketball sex and
I followed mountaineering and rock climbing seriously and continued. Let's go… This happened three years ago, when I was 22 years old. One afternoon, as usual, I packed my clothes and bag to go to the club to practice. basketball. I was sitting on the single-lane bus when an old gentleman got on, and since it was almost crowded, I politely got up and stood up for him to sit down. I'm always used to not having to deal with people on the taxi or bus, and I do not discuss anything with anyone. We had not yet reached the next station when I felt that someone was pushing me from behind in the crowd. At first I did not care and thought it was because of the brakes and the large number of passengers. But then I saw that no… this cove is increasing the pressure. I felt the air coming out of my nose and mouth behind my neck. The size and stiffness of Kirsh behind me and clinging to my buttocks was quite palpable. I tried very hard to move myself, but it was not possible. I turned hard to face that cove. As we faced each other, I saw a middle-aged man with a calm appearance doing this to me. I only saw his face for a moment and almost recognized him. This gentleman was usually with me at that time and I saw him almost most of the time. After that, I did not look at him at all and I took his dog. With the sudden braking of the driver and the crowd of the bus again, he approached me again, and this time he was rubbing Kirshu in front of me with all his might. It was clear from Kirsh's protruding pants that the bastard was continuing to behave, and I was just thinking with a lot of stress about getting to my destination and getting off, when I finally got off at the previous station and the rest of the way to the club I went to line 11. I was busy while practicing and all my focus was on my practice. On the way home, I thought about what was happening on the bus again, and my mind got caught up in it. The night I was lying in my bed, I was all saying to myself, Mr. Amir, all that you have done to the daughter of the people, now you have to pay back. Thousands of thoughts went through my mind and I fell asleep. When I woke up in the morning, I was thinking about the same thing again and finally I found a solution. I did not practice that evening and just left my house at that time just to carry out my plan. I also wore a pair of pants and a T-shirt that I was comfortable in. I went to the station and got on the bus. Whenever I looked among the passengers, I saw that there was no news of that cove, and after we reached the last station, I had to get off. The next day I did not go to the club and I came out with the same intention and in the same comfortable clothes, and this day I returned home empty-handed and finally, on the third day, I found myself in the same hunting line. Of course, I think he was waiting for a good hunt, and in the meantime, who is better than me? I answered him and with his smile I took his heart. I was looking under my eyes very slowly, not realizing it, and after a few seconds it started working. He reached behind me very professionally. My killer was so calm that his face was no one doubted that this baba was a child. It was very normal and easy to stick to. Kirsh was getting bigger by the minute, and I could feel this upward trend well with my buttocks muscles, and I was just waiting for the moment to start my own work. He smiled again and thought that he had caught me and that he had a fragrant old baby. He came forward and Kirshu clung to me and was walking with me in his own imagination. I closed my eyes for a few moments and, like Iranian love movies, all those scenes and thoughts passed before my eyes and I prepared with determination. (At that time and at that age, I was at the peak of basketball and rock climbing training. My body was very ready.) I opened my eyes and gave him a soft smile, which he enjoyed very much and thought I was doing well. And we usually got in touch and I thought my friend's father would help him with that. Everything was going according to my wishes. Due to approaching the next station and approaching the police station, or Ali we said and love began… I clenched my fists and as far as God had given me power, I punched him in the heart and started making noise and shouting Hitting the bus. I shouted: Mr. driver, I caught the thief and said that he wanted to steal something from my pocket, which I realized. (Because I did not have my own water according to the plan I had drawn, I called it theft.) The passengers were also making noise and cursing the thief, some of whom had apparently already snatched their bags on the bus. I was also beaten in the bus. As soon as he stopped the bus, I had the cove collar in my hand and took it down with me. Right there, I fell into the water and hit him as much as I could, punching and kicking him. I was unfortunate that he was old, he could not do much, and I just ate a few checks and kicks slowly. The fight lasted for about 10 minutes until John Berkoff's soldiers arrived and took us both to the police station. This was my first time riding in a Benz Elegance. God, he had a very comfortable chair. The donkey was also sighing and moaning and blood was flowing from his face and nose. After explaining what had happened to the two of us and the description of the incident, I went to the police station detention center and that gentleman was sent to the hospital with a soldier. I fell down. An hour later, my friend came to the police station with his father. I, who was afraid of my reputation and that of my family, did not tell him the truth. I said that my hand was in my pocket when I realized for a moment and I did this and I never told the truth to anyone except my parents. The only help my friend's father gave me was that he released me temporarily with his own guarantee and went to the front of the house. He delivered me to my father. That night I explained to my parents what had happened and my father was very happy about it and he admired me that his son was not Connie. I could not go to practice for a few sessions. The other side complained to the police station and the hospital from the very first moment and left to complain. The next day, I found out through my friend that 2 of his ribs and vision had been broken and my hand had been beaten. The beating was worse and the corner was burning. After a few days of running and traveling and court, I could not prove the theft and I had no evidence that of course it was one of the shortcomings of my plan that I had not thought of these steps and I ran here again.
