I did not and went to work. I asked Maryam for a sexy movie
She used to send it for housework because I did not think this girl knew how to work at home in a sexy way.
The king was right and it took a week
Salimeh learns to work perfectly in the corner of the house. A week has passed and the girl is out of that state.
Jundeh's depression did not come out and he did not know how to cook. I took it
The psychiatrist and the doctor also wrote her a nipple medicine and asked me to fill her days with work or class.
That couscous feeling like pity mixed with some kind of love
I had sent her to a cooking class and enrolled her in an adult middle school.
Guide to start studying. The result of the Iranian miracle was sex
Within two weeks of starting his cooking class, he stopped taking pills. His talent was excellent. He prepared the food that his teacher taught well and the toaster was excellent. I got very close to him and spent a lot of time with him, vetoing and helping him teach, but there was still no news of sex, not even a small kiss, and I was in the palm of my hand, but on the doctor's orders, who said that any suggestion in this The context must be from Salima. I was not pursuing sex at all. And I was just emptying myself with Maryam. But I had not said anything to Salimeh about her relationship with Maryam. A month later, Salimeh had started working at home and was studying well, until that night a dream came true. It was evening when Salimeh and I left the house to have dinner at a fast food restaurant. There was a time when Salima took me by the hand. I can not tell you how I felt at that time. Know that I did not walk on the ground. There was no man who did not stare at Salima in the street. As he walked, his hips went up and down in a certain harmony. His hair protruded from around his scarf. No one could compare this girl to a month ago. He spoke softly. His words penetrated to the depths of the human being. He had adjusted his hand to the rhythm of his walking and raised and lowered it on my hand. Unlike usual, I sat in the back seat next to him and wanted the fast taxi driver to take me home. I did not take my eyes off him for a moment. In short, when I got home, I opened the door and left myself in a dream the same way. She hugged me tightly as much as I could. I increased my body contact with her. I had not taken his lips to my lips, there was no feeling of a piece of meat, something indescribable, a feeling like ecstasy, something indescribable, an infinite stimulus. Like the previous sexes, my body did not take command of our magic wand. My lust was focused on Salimeh's gaze. I was not even willing to let my gaze be separated from his gaze for sex. I do not know how long this look and kisses lasted or how many times our hands moved between our faces, heads and backs, but when we came to ourselves that the vase in Salimeh's room hit my body and broke, I did not understand when and why we went to Salimeh's room. I had no choice but to drop the pot, although there was no disturbance in the continuation of our work, but we got out of the mood and went to the essence of the matter.
Super. Animal