The beginning of my memory goes back to when I was just eight years old. It was summer and the schools had just closed when a neighbor sold blood on the wall of our house to Farzaneh Khanum and her husband Amir, who had a son named Saman to sell and leave. A few days later, Farzaneh Khanum and her husband and their only son Saman came to our house to get acquainted. Saman, my age, said little about the beauty of this boy. Saman had white skin and thick hair, her hair was combed to one side and her face looked like a beautiful girl. In short, everyone in our house fell in love with her. We became friends very soon. A few days later, Saman and his mother, Farzaneh Khanum, came to our house to clean vegetables with my mother and my sister Parvaneh, who was a health teacher in a boys' primary school at the time.
Saman was wearing a T-shirt with sports shorts and had brought his ball for us to play with. My mother and Parvaneh and Farzaneh Khanum started cleaning the greenery on the balcony and Saman and I started playing ball in the yard. After a while, when I shot the ball, it hit Saman's feet and Saman started screaming and crying, and in short, she became a stranger to the game. Farzaneh Khanum, who soon realized the situation, came and hugged Saman. Saman was lying on the balcony. Saman was still lying on the floor when my mother told my sister, who was a health teacher, to look at the butterfly of her shorts. When the sleeping Samano butterfly fell to the ground and took off his shorts, he began to massage two balls that hung like two balloons from under Saman's doodle (Hasti: what to do). Dudol Saman was relatively large (Ah Joon) and everyone was surprised to see Dudol Saman, who was older than usual at that age. Parvaneh laughed and said, "No, Baba, nothing has happened, but Farzaneh, Ms. Mashaleh, your son is dead, but he has not been cut yet. Ms. Farzaneh also laughed and said, "Insha'Allah, we will start circumcision this summer before the schools." It was then that I realized that they had not cut Samano Dudol yet and wanted to take Dudolshu.
I do not know if you are Jon, do you remember, not until 10-15 years ago, boys were born early in infancy, they were not circumcised, they were circumcised when they were about seven or eight years old. There was a lot to see (yes, baby, I also saw a lot of this white skirt ط gold). In short, a few days later, Ms. Farzaneh came after my mother and Parvaneh to take Samano to the circumcision clinic. I went with them (Soheila Joon was worse than me, you were not less curious). Saman himself did not know. In the clinic, all the nurses liked Saman. When they found out, Samano was gathered around him for circumcision. Two of the nurses, Ms. Samano, hugged and fell asleep on the bed when Saman had just fallen asleep. Close to the bed. One of the nurses also started to apply a solution with cotton to Dodol Saman and threw a green cloth with a hole in the middle of the method (ha ha ha…)
Then everyone stood aside and circumcised him, who was a doctor himself. Saman started to cut Saman. We returned home together (to Mubarak Saman Jan…). That night, Farzaneh, her husband and her husband were crying. A few years passed from that case, and we went to high school. Most of the time he came to our house. The second floor of our house was empty and I could not study and no one came up. The memory of that day and Saman's big hesitation had not yet been erased from my mind. I wanted to see him again. I always wore comfortable clothes in front of it. One day, when I knew that our blood was coming, I went to the bathroom to study, and then I wore a beautiful white short-sleeved T-shirt and a pink skirt, and under it, a white shorts and white socks. Of course, at that time, because my nipples had just grown, most of the time I did not wear a bra (you did a good job, let the poor people breathe a little air…). When Saman came, we sat down the next day to study together. After a while, I saw that Saman was under my eyes. He was looking at my shorts. My skirt was up to my knees. I was the one who melted the sugar in my heart (you were right…). I remembered I did not put my tape, I told Saman to wait a minute, I have something to do and I quickly took a sanitary napkin from your desk drawer and went to the next room, of course I wanted to be curious. There I pulled my skirt up and took off my shorts. I had opened a piece of my leg and I was about to put the tape on. I took off my shorts, threw on my skirt and skirt, then said to Saman with Naz: (Read with Naz) Wow, Saman is very Lucy, if I didn't say no, then I got angry with him and romed him, I sat on the other side. There was no restraint on my shorts, which had now come out of the corner of the sanitary napkin, he was looking outside (you were opening the patio a little, a child could look at it comfortably).
Once, without any introduction, Soheila asked, "I want to ask you something that I knew she wanted to discuss. I said to sex eagerly," Ask her. I lifted my skirt and said, "Who are you talking about? This is a sanitary pad. We girls have to use this under our shorts because I am going to have a period." He said, "We don't have to. Let me think, where did they put it ???) I said mischievously, "Instead, you will not take the boys and they will circumcise you." I said yes, but you should let me see yours too. He accepted. First he took off my T-shirt and took it off my head and put me to sleep. He took off my skirt and now all that was left was a pair of shorts with a stripe underneath. I said, "Now it's my turn. I got up early and took off his shirt and pants. I started playing with her testicles, then I put Kirshu's head in my mouth (oh, oh, Soheila, my life is not bad, I did this once, it was enough for my seven backs…) and I started licking and eating it, oh, my sister was watching a super movie movie I saw Ghaemaki in his film. He also had all kinds of films. I had also learned German, American, Japanese, English (what a cool sister…). Saman got up once and took off my shorts. At that time, I just remembered that a little hair had turned into a triangle on my upper body (: oh, oh), but my short hair did not have much. He put it on the two edges of my pussy and started licking it.
I made a lot of bags, then they put me to sleep on my back and sat down on my legs and on Kunmo. I was dying, then he took Kirshu out and turned me around and said, "I want to do it. Who am I? I told him, 'Oh, no, I'm my daughter.' I still have my maiden, I mean I still have my daughter, I mean my virgin, I mean I still have my unveiled virginity veil, I left it for the wedding night, for the wedding night (myself). And he calmed down. After doing this several times, a sweet burning sensation took over my whole body. I realized that my curtain had been torn. Then we started kissing. Of course, he was not cowardly and we got married later. Now I have a son named Pejman and now we are two years old, we got a circumcision from a doctor. Now the situation has changed. Now the doctors are also circumcising children
