Shirin Jan and Manouchehr

I read, bagged and enjoyed other people's sex stories, and this is a true story of my servant that I present to sexy men and women, my fellow singers and my sexy friends, so that maybe they will bag more than me.
I am a servant of DR, I am thirty-five years old. At the age of twenty-five, I married my sweet cousin, who was seventeen and we had been close and in bed several times before marriage. We spent the new times reaching the peak of sexual power and youthful drunkenness with my current wife in four to less than five months; But we still did not know anything about sex and flirting, and most importantly, because of my size of less than ten centimeters, I did not have much fun with my partner and my wife was not very happy.
Thanks to the increasing advances in technology, TV, mobile, computer, and the Internet, I gradually entered the world of sex by slipping into pictures, videos, and other physical possibilities. I encouraged sex; I shared her make-up and dressing, new movements while cuddling, kissing, sucking, licking, tasting and… all the sexual reserves with her, but unaware that my wife was also at the age of seventeen - eighteen with a body and The beautiful face was not happy with my cock.
We had a child about a year and a half after we got married, and it was less than five months before we emigrated from home and the city, and we lived next door to a foreign family in a rented apartment. Shirin and I were in the same room with our child, a neighboring family with elderly parents, and two young boys and three girls under the age of fifteen to twenty in two other rooms.
After a few days and a few months, our travels and hers were shaped by nightclubs and open proximity and hijab. In the middle of the night, on warm nights above forty degrees, when we were sleeping without a blanket, I woke up suddenly and saw that sweet was not in place. I waited for a moment and thought the toilet was gone, but it was not too late. I jumped up and went from the room to the courtyard, the kitchen and the bathroom, everyone was asleep and Shirin Janam did not understand. I walked slowly up the stairs of the courtyard with my bare feet to the roof when a voice came to my ears; By the way, Shirin Jan's bare breasts were out of the grip and in the hands of the neighbor Manouchehr, the child was sitting on the roof and on the mattress, and they were so overwhelmed with joy and drunkenness that they did not notice me even two or three meters away. I was silent for a moment, I said to myself what should I do…? I slowly went down the stairs and went to the room, preferring calm and silence to shame and disgrace, and decided that Shirin Janam would never understand.
I got up again and stayed on my pillow, I was asleep. I still had them in front of my eyes and I could not believe it. I was saying to myself, with such a scandal and disgrace, how can I see Manouchehr and my wife after this and we have to leave this house, or that Guevara's body and neat face and glued clothes with apples of prominent cheeks and sweet ass and sweet heart Manouchehreh took it and maybe Shirin Janmeh forced him to do it just for her sexual gratification… Sometimes I looked up at the ceiling of the room right where Shirin Janameh was doing and what she was doing; Maybe Manouchehr's young heart has taken a sweet heart, let it be an unhappy glow from my back, after all, he has had any kind of sex to make my back happy, so why doesn't he have the sex he wants, now that his wish is not in my power . It's my fault I could not double it, so why not rejoice in my cock that he might like me? Or… and… with the same drowning of fantasies, more than an hour had passed when Shirin entered the house slowly and looked at me by turning on the light, saw that I was awake, lay down a little farther away from me and asked: Did you wake up? I said yes and tried not to doubt and did not say more, I closed my eyes and told him to sleep.
After that, day by day, I felt cold and reluctant well while having sex with Shirin Janam; I mean, I felt that he had really found his favorite cock, but I knew very well that on the one hand I saw his eyes with sex and on the other hand I loved him very much and I wanted not to offend him in addition to ignoring his sexual relationship with the neighbor's child. . I never reacted to knowing that she had sex with Manouchehr, and on the contrary, I treated Manouchehr in such a way that Shirin Jan trusted me more than before, and that was how I won her heart.
Relationships and travel became closer and freer day by day; So much so that one more night, almost a week later that night, I suddenly woke up again to the sound of moaning and beating the sweet cock and cunt of Jan and Manouchehr inside our bedroom at the end of my legs above the mattress. I did not move and watched with my eyes half open until the end of the work in the light of the bedside lamp. He did not know correctly and he had broken the fast of his youthful lust with the sweet cousin of Jan.
Shirin Jan also caressed Manouchehr's back with her fingertips and kissed each other and exchanged words; Occasionally louder, sometimes louder, I heard my ear well, I heard that Manouchehr repeatedly asks Shirin to open her legs, that is, let her tear her pussy properly and make her happy. I think that Shirin Jan had not allowed Manouchehr to enter less than half of his body, or why, and why not? Was scared? Or he was waiting for me to place his desired cock in front of my open eyes and with my permission or with my help. I was looking at him with the same speculations, I did not know what came to his mind, while he was squeezing Manouchehr's ass stairs with his fingers, and Nadel's heart, because he had not done so before, he said silently: Hey, my dear! Take a bite out of it once in a while! Manouchehr ignored and did not do stupid things with an unpleasant and reluctant move and said: "Sugar, please do not make such a fog again, I do not like it… : If my husband wakes up بگو Tell me, how many times can you freeze ice cream…? Manouchehr took a mmmmmmm kiss from Shirin's lips and lifted himself up and slowly pulled Kirsh out of Shirin Kos. Wow, what an upright eagle - twenty centimeters, twice as thick and longer than Kerman…, with all his hands, he put his sweet two-legged hands on his shoulders and took the sweet thigh off his feet and lowered himself a little until he was fucking. They should be a little free and comfortable, and he listened to me with a heady voice: Let him wake up and see that his wife is having sex under the worm of fucking and has not been allowed to enter yet, how sweet جان… And he had completely torn his shame for him, and he said boldly and shamelessly: If he comes to our aid and grabs you by the legs and spits on my head, how great, hahahahaha… Now just tell me what you like, to this king Please tell me how many lines and how many times you can put it inside? You just order and see that you have never beaten your husband… Shirin while he was holding Manouchehr tightly with both hands and maybe he thought that when Shah Kir entered, he would try hard and shout and then When I woke up, no matter how desolate or scandalous it was, or whatever the wind…, but I woke up shaking and licking and my cock, which was slightly visible from behind the cape and I was caressing it with my hands, stared at me with machine guns and He realized that I was awake, with a charm and coquettishness that I had never seen, just as sometimes, of course, to satisfy him or to penetrate my cock completely, you sleep on his back on a pillow, just as unaware that he is now sleeping under a crib and his father is sleeping. , He caressed Kir Manouchehr with his hands and showed it to me and I understood that he was pointing at me right with Kir Manouchehr to see that Kir had not seen you for ten years and he turned to me with all his courage and shamelessness and said: May I will give my life for charity, oh my dear, if this milk was from you, I would never have done it. Or eat everything with or without it, because Manojan does not want to be shaded, and to be honest, you can not do monojan work again, it is not like that, Manojan!
No matter how hard I tried, I could not believe this sweet lust of my soul and say no. I was silent and I was also afraid of Manouchehr Kir, lest Shirin Janmeh think, but it was not like that, but Shirin Jan had fully prepared and surrendered tonight, to the last strength, he put the first thick and drunken Kir to the bottom of his throat, and this Experience cricket sex as well. Manouchehr, asking that your husband's licking you too, grabbed Shirin from behind her legs and pressed her knees to her chest, so that Shirin Jan's couscous really came out completely and was ready for even bigger than Manouchehr, but he did not do something stupid. He did not think of sweet satisfaction, nor did he know about it. While Shirin Jan was impatiently preparing and kissing her beautifully, how well she was saying: I want Amshu to be fucking you and how delicious it is to lick and taste my dear husband… and this time he rubbed Bermala on my feet with his feet. And pointing, he said: "Forgive me, my dear, but I promise that I will not be unhappy for a moment after this, but it is good for you to get up for a moment because of the fog, so that you can get up کد!" I realized that there was nothing left between shame and modesty and I wanted to get up and obey him and drive the two of us back and forth, but honestly, I was ashamed of Manouchehr's shame and out of embarrassment to share in this. I preferred to fuck.
That night, courage and sovereignty were in their own hands, until finally Manouchehr, without any caressing and satisfying movement of Kous and Kun and the sweet legs of Janeh, completely opened it and tightened his knees tightly in his two arms, and as soon as Kir was firm. And honestly, he automatically equaled Shirin Jan's mouth, with what cruelty he said, until he swallowed it and Shirin Jan's voice rose and pressed Manouchehr's shoulders out with his hands. I saw again what a cruel fucking, maybe how sweet my soul was, and maybe it hit him so hard in the back of his neck that he had never eaten in his life. Manouchehr's brutal pumping accelerated from moment to moment, and as he was not afraid of any pressure or swearing, or of being aware of even his own family members sleeping in our next room, he pressed his shoulders to Shirin's knees and In fact, he wanted Shirin Jan not to be able to move at all anymore, and as he did, he started beating so hard that on the one hand, the loud sound of both of them cracking his cock and cunt, and on the other hand, Shirin Jan's moans that he was shouting, oh my God! May God bless you, God bless you و. The whole family and even the neighbors around may have heard these screams tonight, but no one knew who was saying who.
What a beautiful scene with this super pumping that I saw completely clear inside and out of Manouchehr's body into Shirin Jan's cousin, because Manouchehr Zalem had thrown himself on Shirin Jan so that Shirin Jan was like a pillow under her waist and legs from her knees. And under Manouchehr's shoulders so tight that there was really no room to move. Sometimes, when Kir Manouchehr came in and out, Shirin Jan's mouth was so stretched that I had never seen it before. What an atmosphere of free and exciting sex was created…. I wish it was filmed that night!
Shirin Jan, who could not move against Manouchehr's physique and insane pressure, had to endure the strongest blows of Manouchehr's back with continuous moans to the inside of his abdomen, and it gradually became easier for him, and Manouchehr's pumps He accepted with open and heartfelt words. Although I understood that Shirin Jan had not been close to anyone before, but it is true that they said that the first soda smells of musk, with how much excitement and drunkenness she had become so sexual that she was completely scared and just enjoyed it. He took it and each time he plunged firmly into Manouchehr Kir until the last line into his cousin, from which all the pain and pressure had turned into complete pleasure and maybe he was satisfied, he said: "Let me be honest. Manukhehr took a deep breath as if the sweet couscous had really been torn. He pressed his side tightly and they both kissed and laughed with calm breaths and…, while this emotional scene lasted almost a quarter and both of them were taking comfortable breaths, I said to myself: What sex do you taste, drink Janet Shirin Jan … And I realized that all my water was poured by Manouchehr Khooooob until he was in a place that I have not been able to get to until today. Be…?
Since the perception of those moments was very exciting and unbelievable for me, I closed my eyes and fell asleep, but Shirin Janam, who had just had her favorite sex for the second time and had told Manouchehr the moment before. Suffice it to say, until the end of the morning when I fell asleep, he tasted his favorite cock twice or twice to the depths of his cock.
Shirin Jan and Manouchehr had sex in the same way for a period of three or four months in my absence; Until the day when, finally, when saying goodbye to Manouchehr and their family at the airport, by talking silently and shaking hands, he showed a little more openly how much he needed love and secret with Manouchehr, and I left myself in Hassan Alley; I noticed that he was crying inside the plane, I asked why? He sobbed and said, "I could not see my parents." But my suspicion was that maybe he would drop the drops to separate from Manouchehr; Because not only does he have the best love and sexy memories of those memorable warm nights, but most importantly, he had an eight-year-old girl, who is called our child today, from Manouchehr, for about three months. .