Hello dear friends
My name is Behrozeh and I am 23 years old. I want to tell you my story that happened two years ago.
I am a child of my city and Khuzestan and I am a very smart child (Kharkhoon) and my math is very good. Finally, in the entrance exam, I was accepted to the University of Tehran and given a dormitory in Tehran.
From my own appearance, I can say that it has turned a little green from the sun, but my green eyes show in that color of my face, so I do not have a bad appearance and I am relatively good-looking.
The story started when I wanted to take the subway to Mosalla for something. I was standing in the subway when Yahoo, a 23-22 year old woman (who I later found out was 28 years old) came in a chador but was very beautiful and stood next to me. Because it was a chador, I did not have any eggs. I was thinking about how to open a communication channel when Yahoo was talking on his earphone and he wanted to let it fall out of his hand under my feet in his bag, I quickly bent down and brought the phone. He had a Nokia 5800, which was a beautiful Wallpaper. He thanked me when I gave him the phone, and I asked him to send me the wallpaper if he could.
When we got to the first station, I quickly got into Jim Feng in the side car and I had to be lucky to have my phone and my Bluetooth turned on. I went to one of the notes in the phone that for such occasions (in parks, subways and crowded places) which contained sentences from a friend request and I sent send via Bluetooth and saw that his Bluetooth was turned on and ok and he got married. Now we have to answer or not? I was thinking for the next sentence that Yahoo Bluetooth came. that was it !! I quickly said yes and opened it, like me, he had answered with Note and given a number and had written "sms after 11 pm" now I was 50% off.
I went to the dormitory and waited for 11 o'clock. That is to say, I just wanted to be friends with her and I never thought she had a husband and I did not think about having sex with her. I just kind of liked it.
It was about 11.15 when I texted him and he answered and the game sms started. That night, I found out that Baba Dokhtar, one of the IRGC commanders' donkeys, and their situation were very bad due to the charity of Aqa Bozorg, and my dear husband's job is to take care of his noble Baba, which is why the girl of this brigade comes out. And I found out he was 28 years old and I caped and made friends with him.
I did not text for two or three nights until I saw that he sent an SMS and told me to go to a restaurant in front of the African Cinema on Valiasr Street. I do not remember the name of the restaurant now. He set his time for me.
When I was supposed to go there and wait for him (of course I was scared, of course) he came. The poor man was the same type I had seen in the subway, but the first one with more makeup and a thinner and more beautiful tent. After the usual greetings, we went to the restaurant and sat down and talked. He was talking about himself, I was talking about myself and a handful of people. We went out three or four more times and somehow I understood from her words that in these 3 years that her husband is getting married, she does not pay much attention to her.
One day when I was studying in a warm dormitory, it was around 12 noon when my mobile phone rang and I saw that I did not want to answer, but I was very cowardly. I answered. I had pulled out the horn in surprise and the eggs had mated and I was shit that Baba made a mistake and I am no longer playing girl. He did not want to hand me over to your husband. I introduced my husband and he wants to see you, and if you accept the choice, you will get good money for teaching. I have said before that my math was very good. But I did not accept, but he spoke in such a confident way that I said, "We will either become rich or loose."
At night, I went with a hot brigade of positive kids in their blood, which was a stylish villa in the western town. I reaped and waited for everything except… ... When the door opened, I went to a ball villa with a large garden pool. Her husband's killer is not 32 years old. It was not clear where the money for this villa came from.
When he greeted me on the stairs, I was surprised and blew my horn. that was it . She was wearing a three-quarter-length sleeveless blouse that was the same color as her three-quarter-length shorts. She was so white and handsome that she had no limits. Her bare hair, which was very nicely meshed, was driving me crazy.
I had my eyes open when I came to myself with the voice that said something had happened and I said no and he pulled his hand forward and shook my hand. I was more surprised inside the villa. He said let's go have dinner, I said you can't wait for the gentleman to come, he said he will come after the meal !! I also got up and went to the table after the meal to help him collect the dishes.
Then I sat on the couch very politely and was watching TV when Pahlum came to a distance of 10 cm and started talking. He was talking when I said goodbye to you, you have a big house !! When I saw him, he stopped laughing and said sadly: "None of them are useful when you do not enjoy them." He said, "What happened? I saw his anger explode." Only in the middle of the house and from morning till night, they are busy financially for the upper class and do not take care of their wife's needs at all.
She was in a position to prepare herself for a hug. I also dived into the sea and put my head on her head when I saw that she did not like my wife and I started to touch her hair.
As he was in my arms, he said, "I do not know what sin I committed. I was born in such a family that everything has to be forced. You have to force your tent. You have to get married. Everything has to be according to the gentlemen. . Saying this, I blew my horn and as soon as I could see his head, he raised his head and kissed my lip. I was taken aback and pulled myself back. I was white like plaster and I had taken refuge in the corner of the sofa when I saw that he was not able to move and he came to me and I held him in front of him with my hand and told him to stop. With her head down, she said: "My husband is from the city and he will not come until the weekend. I said those words to you behind the phone to take you here. What if I had invited you like this and I had no excuse, you would have come. I calmed down for a while and he came to me and put his lips on mine. Wow, my lips were soft and edible. I was enjoying that I remembered something. He said: Do not worry. And he showed me a door on the other side of the hall. I left the door open for you and did not lock it.
He came to me again, but I could see the fear in my eyes when he took my hand and led me to the bedroom. Then I, who was relieved, started to kiss her. She was busy kissing me when she reached for my servant (His Holiness) and took him. I also took her hand under her blouse. I brought it and started eating her breasts, she was flying and she was sighing and sighing loudly and it was clear that she had not had sex for a long time when I saw that once she went under me and they did not flatten me and she took my cream and put it in her mouth and started He sighed. How well it sucks !!!!!!! I was getting wet when I lifted him to see his gate, I put him to sleep, I took off his bed and his pants, and I reached for his shirt, I started eating his shirt, then I took off his shirt. I started to eat her clitoris and she was pulling my tongue in and out, she was flying, I wanted to give her a basic mood, I ate her so much that she was satisfied and a little water splashed on my face. He was lethargic
After a while, when he regained consciousness, I told him where to leave him. He laughed and said: I can do whatever you want. I started from the front, guided my head towards his chest and slowly inserted it. He screamed lightly and I slowly started pumping. Someone was very tight and warm, it was clear that he was not played with much. Little by little, with a sigh and a sigh, saying a crime, give a crime. My rhythm became faster too. I was pumping for about four to five minutes when he screamed and his body trembled and relaxed and he reached orgasm again, but I was still not hydrated.
I stood up again until he calmed down and this time I wanted to enter through the back door. He was a little scared and said no from behind. I frowned and he said ok so that my heart would not break. I also went to war, I brought olive oil, I hit it once and then I rubbed it in its hole, then I underwent surgery, first I put one finger in the hole, then I did it with two fingers. When the first one opened, I gently put my head on it and shouted, "Arometer hurts." I was slowly kicking my ass in the corner. When I put half of my cream in the corner, I nodded to myself once and I put all my cream in the corner. He shouted loudly and put his hand on the bed and said, I was pumping it hard. She was having fun and moaning. My corner was warm and tight like a tow, and my friction with the narrow wall of the corner was a special pleasure. After about three or four minutes of rocking, I told him that he was coming, what should I do? Then the two of us fell asleep and slept like that.
It was morning when I woke up and saw that I was still lying naked on the bed, but he had woken up and had gone to make breakfast.
Two months passed like that and whenever her husband left, we were together in the city until he came and later we went to a marriage office and by giving money to the clerk there, we made Haj Agha marry us and without writing each other's name in the birth certificate (to Dear assistant clerk) We got married and still, two years later, we go 7-8 nights a month and sleep together.
