I was in my second year of university. I did not have a boyfriend and I was not from these things. I was an independent and distinguished young girl and most of the university children thought I was married.
We had a teacher who was a teacher in one of the specialized courses. I went home. Two of my roommates both came and said what the hell? I was in the room and I was nervous. I got Master's number:
- Hello, Hello Master M.
-Hello, please
- I'm a fairy. My GPA…
In short, I talked so much that I promised him two private debugging class sessions.
At first, with a thousand helplessness, I took an hour off from the head of the leave and left. He worked with me for three hours and I got tired. Honestly, all my problems had been fixed and I was full. I had not fallen in love until that age except once. Except once, I was in my second year of high school, but the teacher looked at me with electricity.
I got the statistics from the children that night. I realized that he is divorced and has no children, and that he is a modest man.
I saw him at university the next day and went to his office again under the pretext of class
In short, I passed that three-unit course with a perfect grade, but I did not get out of the teacher's mind. I was thinking about it, but I had no hope of connecting until I went to him on Teacher's Day under the pretext of a gift, and I bought a perfume and a love book from Roman Roland and gave it to him. He already knew that I loved him. I called him every night under the pretext that he invited me to his house for dinner one night! كفم بريد! How was that possible?
I went to the professor's house, and when I arrived, I saw ten people there, and most of them were students! You taste
I ate and hated. It was more of an enlightened circle. I said, "Master, I must go back."
We went to a room full of books and paper and this. I said Master! Ali Saddam said! I was shocked! He said I know, everyone knows! Yehu took my hand and I realized that yes!
Ali and I were warm for three months, but we did not even kiss once
Until we were out for dinner one night, I said Ali, I will come home at night
This was normal. I had come to sleep in his house before. We were sitting at night. Yehu called and his phone rang. His brother greeted him a little and then said that Ali's ex-wife is now married. After this conversation, Ali broke up.
He said, "I'm going to sleep." A quarter of an hour later, I went to his room to pick up his pillow and I saw that he was crying. I immediately went to his side.
I smiled at her like a mother. She understood what we were satisfied with. She kissed my lips. She said yes? I said yes, my dear. She kissed my lips. It was the first time in my life that I kissed her lips. Ali sucked my lips and then put his tongue in my mouth and bit my tongue with his teeth. He took off my T-shirt and pressed his head firmly to his chest. I felt wet. They put me to sleep and got up, took off his clothes and came to me with a pair of shorts. And he grabbed my chest hair with my hand until my chest tightened again. He put his hand on my pants and kissed me. He took off my shirt and pants and you went to sleep and they kissed me. I took his hand and rubbed it. Ali shook his head at my feet and began to eat my clitoris. Unconsciously I was moaning and I was soaking wet.
Kirshu put his head in my pocket and hit Saddam, I opened my eyes and smiled as a sign of satisfaction. Kirshu gave me a hug.
Rome slept and I hugged her tightly! With one movement, Kirshu went to the bottom.
-Ali! Ah! Ah! Ali, I'm in pain!
Ali was slowly rocking and slowly pushing Kirshu back and forth, and I was screaming and grabbing the tension, and he was saying, "My dear lady, Peri Joon, calm down, it 's over now."
His blows had become louder and the sound of my moans was louder and more sensual that Yehu slowly made Kirshu moan loudly and poured water on the person without hair and slept next to me and kissed my lips. I kissed him and got up. I kissed Kirsham and we slept next to each other until morning
PN: I am Sarah, so after writing my two stories, one with the same name and the other with another name, I decided to pursue this writing! Story Tearing my virginity And my other story, the best sex of my life, became one of the most visited on the site, although it was disliked by some friends and its comments were few and unfortunately sometimes accompanied by vulgar words. Thanks to my dear friends, please, if you wish, write a comment about my stories that encourages or criticizes me.
